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Chapter 907 Wherever You Are, I Unconditionally Prefer

Chapter 907 Wherever You Are, I Unconditionally Prefer

Feng Fuce was wearing a black robe.

His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his thin and strong arms.

At this time, he was holding a half-cut Chinese cabbage in his left hand and a kitchen knife in his right hand.

It seemed that he was also panicked when he came out.

Feng Fuce just heard Bai Zhi'er's exclamation, thinking that something happened to her and came to ask for help.

So I didn't care so much, and immediately came out of the kitchen.

Bai Zhi'er was shocked: "Why are you here?"

Feng Fuce frowned: "I'll make amends, how about you?"

"I..." Bai Zhi'er was embarrassed to say it.

She pretended to be coquettish: "You, you come to make amends, what are you doing with a kitchen knife!"

Mo Yanchi explained with a smile: "The teacher is cultivating Wan Zonghou's patience. It happened that he hadn't eaten at night, so let him try to cook two dishes."

Bai Zhi'er was speechless.

The master unexpectedly summoned brother Fuce smoothly.

Bai Zhi'er felt that what he said just now was actually heard by Feng Fuce.

She was so ashamed that she blushed and felt very embarrassed.

"Then...then I'm leaving." Bai Zhi'er said silently.

However, Feng Fuce suddenly asked in a cold voice: "Are you going to help me in the kitchen?"

Bai Zhi'er looked at him with watery black eyes, paused for a while, and then said: "Okay."

They went to the kitchen together.

Mo Yanchi hurriedly followed: "Oh my little apprentice, where have you ever touched a knife, let Hou Ye do it alone."

Qingmei grabbed Mo Yanchi and pushed him away in the opposite direction.

"Master Mo, don't worry. Although the princess grew up pampered by the emperor, she doesn't know anything. Let's go, you and your slaves will go to the front and wait."

to the kitchen.

Bai Zhi'er watched Feng Fuce cut up all the vegetables.

"You can cook? Why didn't I know?" She was a little surprised.

After so many years, I haven't seen Feng Fuce go to the kitchen!

Feng Fuce's face was stern, and his tone was calm: "I haven't done it, so Mo Yanchi said that he would agree to my apology only if I try something that I haven't done before."

Bai Zhi'er felt a little distressed.

She muttered to herself: "Master is very difficult, and you still promised him this matter..."

Bai Zhi'er blinked her long eyelashes: "Let me help you, what else haven't you done?"

Feng Fuce looked around.

He said, "You go make a fire, will you?"

"What's so difficult about it!" Bai Zhi'er immediately went to the stove and squatted down, and began to arrange the firewood.

Feng Fuce looked at the back of her carefully tidying up, his deep and black eyes couldn't help flickering slightly.

While cutting the cabbage, he asked lightly, "Why are you here?"

Bai Zhi'er lowered her head: "You left too fast, I haven't had time to discuss this matter with you."

Feng Fuce laughed: "I won't leave. If you are so squeamish, you will be the one who wants to leave. Instead of letting you run around, I'll do it myself."

Bai Zhi'er made a movement of her hands, and she pouted: "I still want to ask you, why did you go to Sister Youzhen and the others to admit your mistake."

"Didn't you say it's wrong to be partial? I apologize to them and admit that I favor you, so I resorted to some tricks." He said very calmly.

Bai Zhi'er lit the dry firewood in her hand, she held it in her hand, and couldn't help being startled.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Feng Fuce's calm and composed tone.

"In this way, what I do in the future can be done aboveboard, and I won't use the means of hurting people like today again."

"Although you are angry, I still want to say that wherever you are, I am unconditionally biased. At least, I will not use bad methods again."

The dried wood in Bai Zhi'er's hand was burning so fiercely that she forgot to put it in the stove hole.

Holding it like that, she opened her eyes wide.

For some reason, her heart was beating so fast and her face was hot.

Feng Fuce heard that she didn't speak, and looked back at her.

Suddenly, his expression changed: "Bai Zhi'er!"

Feng Fuce came over quickly and grabbed the dead branch from her hand.

He immediately pulled her to the water tank and put the burning sleeve in it.

With a sound of "Zi La", the fire went out, and two big holes were burned on the sleeve.

Only then did Bai Zhier come back to his senses.

"Ah?! Why is my sleeve burning?!"

Feng Fuce was very nervous, rolled up her sleeves to check: "Are you injured?"

(End of this chapter)

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