Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 267, think too much
It was rare for Bai Jingxing to take the initiative to ask, Feng Qingluo signaled Feng Yuelan to speak first.

The main reason was that Bai Jingxing's obviously weak and weak appearance made Feng Qingluo a little worried, worried that he would suddenly fall down before finishing his sentence.

Taking advantage of Feng Yuelan's discussion with him, Feng Qingluo got up to look for Shui Mo and asked him if he had any sugar.

Yes, Feng Qingluo wanted to get a bowl of Lingquan water for Bai Jingxing.

No matter what the purpose of Bai Jingxing's appearance in Luoxia Village was, at least he had not done anything to offend Feng Shi and Qin Zhi for such a long time, on the contrary, he had helped a lot.

You should thank him for this bowl of spiritual spring water!
The last time Bai Jingxing asked Shui Mo to buy a can of sugar and it was still better, and someone on the stove happened to be on, Feng Qingluo found an excuse to send him out, and she quickly brought a bowl of hot sugar with sugar Spirit spring water comes out.

The spiritual spring water coming out of the space, what state you want is just a matter of Long Batian's thought, even if it wants to freeze into ice, he can do it.

When Feng Qingluo came out of the kitchen, Feng Yuelan and Bai Jingxing had just finished talking, seeing that Bai Jingxing's face turned paler, Feng Yuelan was worried.

Feng Qingluo handed the "sugar water" in her hand to Bai Jingxing.

"Young Master Bai, drink a bowl of sugar water to replenish your energy? I saw that your complexion was not very good, so I made a bowl for you on my own initiative."

Bai Jingxing looked at Tang Shui in surprise, and after a while he raised his head to look at Feng Qingluo with a complicated expression.

Is he... being cared about?

"Thank you!" The low magnetic voice gave off a dull feeling.

Feng Qingluo frowned. In her impression, Bai Jingxing had always looked like an enthusiastic and handsome young man. It seemed that he was really tired today.

The "extremely tired" person picked up the "sugar water" in front of him and took a sip, then his eyes lit up, and he looked up at Feng Qingluo in disbelief.

This familiar taste!

If he remembered correctly, the Feng clan chief didn't bring anything with him when he came just now, so this bowl of sugar water should be brewed with the materials of the bamboo house...

So is this really an ordinary bowl of sugar water?
While thinking about it, Bai Jingxing carefully tasted the taste of the sugar water, but found that it was not the same as the taste he had prepared countless times.

A trace of doubt lingered on Bai Jingxing's pale face, and he finally said tentatively, "Patriarch Feng's sugar water is delicious!"

Feng Qingluo's smile was impeccable, but she was telling herself in her heart to be careful in front of Bai Jingxing in the future, this person is too sensitive!

"Mr. Bai likes to drink sugar water, and you can often let ink wash it for you. It's not such a precious thing, is it?"

Bai Jingxing carefully looked at the face of the girl in front of him, trying to find the answer he expected on her face, but unfortunately Feng Qingluo was always smiling, he couldn't see why after watching it for a long time, so he could only shake his head and said: "Ink ink is too stupid , the sugar water that comes out is not as delicious as the one filled by the Feng patriarch."

Ink Mo, who was making tea at the side, carried a big pot for no reason. He hadn’t touched the pot of sugar when he bought it back. The young master had adjusted it countless times by himself and threw it aside when he thought it didn’t taste good. Why did he become clumsy now? up?
Asking him to just make sugar water, pour a bowl of water and grab a handful of sugar, it's such a simple matter, why does the young master have to make the same taste as the patriarch Feng?

The son is too serious!
At this time, his "too serious" son was looking at the patriarch Feng expectantly.

Feng Qingluo had no choice but to say: "Our two families are separated by a stream, if Mr. Bai thinks the sugar water I make is better, just go to my house, it's not too difficult."

Feng Qingluo looked like it was a trivial matter, and Bai Jingxing found it boring, maybe he was thinking too much.

(End of this chapter)