Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 200
Ye Si ate very refreshingly, the dishes he had never tasted before, they were surprisingly delicious, the royal chef in the palace might not be as good as this young lady.

However, when he stood up and stretched out his hand to pick up the spring water chicken, just as he picked up a piece, that big hand quickly picked up the plate and placed it in front of Feng Nuanyang, with a flattering face and doting eyes spreading in his eyes.

The corners of Yesi's mouth twitched. He had never seen his master flattering a person so much, and he was still a woman. He felt annoyed. This was prepared for him. It's fine for the master to come and eat, and pick out what he likes, sure. It is pure heart.

"Eat this," a clear and soft female voice suddenly sounded next to him, Ye Si's eyes flashed, he turned his head to see the embarrassed girl, and then looked at the piece of chicken in the bowl.

"This is boiled chicken, and it's delicious when dipped in seasonings," Yu Jin lowered his head, his eyes flickered, and his voice was small enough to be heard clearly.

"Seasoning?" Ye Si looked thoughtfully at the petite girl in front of him, "What is that?"

Yujin quickly stood up, took the small dish that Ming Qianjue planned to take over, and placed it in front of Yesi's desk, "This is it."

She stretched out her chopsticks, picked up the piece of chicken and dipped it in the soup, then put it back into Ye Si's bowl, looked at him and smiled, "Try it."

Ye Si looked at the master's tense face, then at the little girl Wang Wang's shining eyes, the corners of her mouth curled up, her mood improved, she picked up the chicken and put it to her mouth, and took a bite.

"It's delicious, isn't it?" Yujin felt excited, and fixed his eyes on Ye Si's face.

Ye Si nodded and ate the whole piece of chicken.

Satisfied, Yujin stood up directly and went to pick out something delicious for him.

The plate that was still in front of Feng Nuanyang suddenly disappeared a lot. Ming Qianjue looked at the courageous maid with a livid face, who was about to explode, but was held by one hand, and Feng Nuanyang shook it towards him. Shake your head.

Ming Qianjue looked at the man and woman who were getting along harmoniously opposite him, and then at the girl beside him who was eating alone, feeling depressed, feeling that something was missing.

Suddenly a piece of sauce-flavored beef was fed into his mouth, he was startled, looked at the owner of the hand, his eyes immediately burst into surprise, and he opened his mouth.

Feng Nuanyang looked at his dark pupils filled with layers of smiles, her eyes flickered, but she was a little bit resistant, but he directly squeezed the stool to her side, was close to her body, stretched out his arm Holding her waist, the face can't stop being happy.

He served her more attentively, bringing her favorite food and drink, as long as she gave her a look, he could deliver it to her mouth.

Four people, two couples of men and women, quickly let go of their restraints and ate with all their heart.

After eating, Ming Qianjue led Feng Nuanyang out for a walk to digest.

The wind in the evening was slightly cool, and the lanterns on both sides of the street were lit one after another, illuminating the whole street like daytime.

The hawkers kept shouting, even more and more, the flow of people was getting bigger and bigger, and the laughter of children and adults kept coming and going.

Feng Nuanyang sat in the tea shed, looking at the people coming and going around, the exquisite objects, and the increasingly dark sky, feeling very peaceful in his heart at the moment.

Suddenly a bouquet of flowers was presented in front of her eyes. She followed the bright red flowers to look at the thick arm, and then looked up at the cramped man. The light was a bit dim, but she still caught the look of embarrassment in his eyes. However, she just took the sour plum juice he sent over and took a sip.

(End of this chapter)