shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 909 Big People Make Mistakes

Bai Zhi'er sets the table and chopsticks.

"I'm just helping to light the fire. Brother Fuce did all of these."

She didn't expect Feng Fuce to even have cooking skills?

After the three of them were seated, Bai Zhi'er first served Mo Yanchi a bowl of wild vegetable tofu soup.

Mo Yanchi couldn't wait to take a sip.

Suddenly, he froze.

Feng Fuce and Bai Zhi'er sat across from him, they couldn't help but stop what they were doing.

"Master," Bai Zhi'er blinked and asked, "Isn't it delicious?"

Mo Yanchi laughed dryly: "It's delicious, but...why is it a bit sweet?"

"Sweet?" Bai Zhi'er quickly took a sip.

Good guy!
She thought she had eaten a bite of pastry.

This taste is so sweet that it makes people flustered.

"Brother Fuce..." Bai Zhi'er covered her small mouth, "Did you misplace it?"

Feng Fuce himself tasted a little bit.

Without changing his face, he was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "I should treat sugar as salt."

Mo Yanchi and Bai Zhier were both taken aback.

Feng Fuce stood up: "I'll go to the street to buy some cooked food and come back."

Bai Zhi'er quickly stopped him: "No need, this rice dumpling is just right for eating."

Mo Yanchi smiled and nodded, and echoed: "Yes, besides, there are still peaches to accompany you, so you can eat enough, Lord Hou, don't go to busy work anymore."

So, the three of them sat under the moon in the courtyard, drinking and chatting, and from time to time, Bai Zhi'er's clear and melodious laughter could be heard.

After getting along for a while, Feng Fuce took the initiative to visit Mo Yanchi in order to admit his mistake.

Therefore, Feng Fuce left an excellent impression on Mo Yanchi.

Mo Yanchi held the teacup and said with a smile: "I originally thought that Wan Zonghou was a heinous and unreasonable courtier, as rumored."

"But after getting along now, I only feel that under the indifferent appearance of Master Hou, there is a real temperament."

After all, the mistake of treating sugar as salt when cooking, actually appeared on such a cold big man.

Mo Yanchi felt a little cute, and Feng Fuce looked a little more youthful in his eyes.

Feng Fuce said indifferently: "But when killing people and ransacking the house, I will not make mistakes."

Mo Yanchi thought he was joking, clapped his hands and laughed, and liked this boy even more.

Wan Zonghou had no airs.

After dinner, Bai Zhi'er and Feng Fuce played chess with Mo Yanchi for a while.

Before leaving, Mo Yanchi invited Feng Fuce: "In a few days, I will take the students to the banks of the Yangtze River to take pictures and paint."

"If Lord Hou is interested, can you bring the Asura envoy along with you? Firstly, there is some distance between the banks of the Changhe River and the capital, and we need to rest in a nearby village that night."

"If Master Hou is here, I will be more assured of the safety of the students. Second, if you go out to have fun for three days, Master Hou can also relax. It is a good thing to have the best of both worlds."

Feng Fuce turned his head and asked Bai Zhi'er, "Are you going?"

Bai Zhi'er blinked her round and bright eyes: "Of course."

Feng Fuce looked at Mo Yanchi: "Thank you, Master Mo, for inviting me, I will definitely accompany you."

Mo Yanchi stroked his beard happily: "Okay, okay, we will set off in six days, Lord Hou remembers to meet you at the academy at Chenshi."

After a while, Bai Zhier and Feng Fuce bid farewell to Mo Yanchi.

On the way back, Bai Zhi'er looked at the street where the lights were gradually going out.

She was a little worried: "Why hasn't my little uncle written to me? It's been so long, isn't there anyone who needs help? My merits are so hard to accumulate."

Seeing that the agreed time is coming soon, she still has eight merits to do!

(End of this chapter)