Fast-Crossing Big Boss: Blackening Lord God is Paranoid and Sick

Chapter 152 Unruly Princess VS Miserable Little Eunuch (38)

Luo Yi lowered her eyes, even she had to admit that Gao Zhisheng had a deep affection for the Emperor of Qin Dynasty.

When Luo Yi came in, all the maids backed away with great winks.

Now, there are only Wen Qingyun and Luoyi in the bedroom.

With no one else around, Wen Qingyun was just moving his hands and feet at first, but his movements gradually increased later.

Luo Yi clasped Wen Qingyun's hand with black lines, frowned, and her tone was a bit forceful.

"It's enough."

The marks on her body have not completely faded away.

Wen Qingyun leaned over and kissed Luo Yi's collarbone greedily, and said vaguely.

"I know, just kiss."

Luo Yi dodged back and pushed his head away.

Wen Qingyun saw Luo Yi's reluctance, knew that she had bullied people hard that day, and did not force her anymore, but her eyes were still glued to Luo Yi's face, like a puppy begging its master to be happy.

Luo Yi: "..."

She patted Wen Qingyun's hand, signaling him to let go.

Wen Qingyun's brows were slightly cold, unwilling, his arms tightened a little.

Luo Yi raised her eyebrows, "I made a pastry, don't you want to try it?"

Perhaps the first half of his life was too bitter, Wen Qingyun liked sweets very much, but he was too vigilant, even if it was the food he liked, he would never eat more than three mouthfuls.

Everyone around Wen Qingyun didn't know about this little habit, and she only noticed it by accident.

Taking advantage of the few days when she had nothing to do, she learned how to make emerald glutinous rice cakes from the cook.

As soon as he finished speaking, his waist suddenly loosened, and when he raised his eyes, Wen Qingyun stared at her nonchalantly, his dark eyes filled with light.

Luo Yi pursed her lips and smiled, got up and walked out of the hall, "Wait here for a while."

Three minutes later, Luo Yi came in with a plate. There was a stack of pastries on the plate. The pastries were crystal clear and filled with small bubbles, like stars in the night sky, dotted with green leaves on top.

This plate of cakes looks simple, but the process required inside is actually extremely complicated, and Luo Yi barely learned it after studying for a few days.

Luo Yi put the plate on the table, handed the chopsticks to Wen Qingyun, and spoke slightly.

"Try it!"

Almost the moment Luo Yi stretched out his hand, Wen Qingyun took the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the pastry and put it in his mouth, his movements were neat and clean, as if he had rehearsed it thousands of times.

The pastry melts in the mouth, dense and sweet, and has the aroma of glutinous rice. It seems that there are roses in it. At the end of eating, there is a fragrance of roses.

This kind of pastry is deadly to Wen Qingyun's sweet tooth, especially this pastry is made by Luo Yi himself.

[Master, the main god's evil thought value is 20%]

The system suddenly beeps.

Luo Yi glanced at him indiscriminately, and looked at him lazily with her chin propped up, her eyes flickering.

Now that Wen Qingyun is sitting on the throne, Gao Zhi is alive and dead, and they have a big wedding...

Luo Yi really couldn't imagine what Wen Qingyun was unsatisfied with, that there was still 20% of the value of evil thoughts? !
After eating a few yuan, Wen Qingyun put down his chopsticks, looked at Luo Yi, and explained.

"The remaining few pieces will be eaten later."

It's a pity to eat it all at once...

Luo Yi came back to her senses, looked at half of the cakes left on the plate, then looked at Wen Qingyun's reluctant eyes, and pursed her lips.

"It's okay to eat more, I'll do it next time you want to eat."

Wen Qingyun's eyes lit up, and then he shook his head.

"No, just leave these things to other people."

This kind of thing happens once is enough, he is not willing to let Luo Yi into the kitchen every day.

Luo Yi smiled, and after a while, staring at the fragrant pastry, she added something.

"This pastry will go bad if left for a long time. If you don't eat it, I will throw it away later."

(End of this chapter)