Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 162 Encyclopedia, Su Mo

Nuo Qi and Ji'er stood waiting at the door together, seeing Feng Sumo and Mo Xiluo returning to the room, their eyes fell on Mo Xiluo's hand being held by Feng Sumo tacitly, and their eyes widened a little at the same time.

Weird!

Princess Su Mo actually held His Highness's hand...

"Are you all idle?" Moxiluo cast a cold glance at the two of them, and followed Feng Sumo casually.

"No." Jier and Nuoqi shook their heads in unison.

"Your Highness, is dinner still available?" Nuoqi glanced at Moxiluo's seemingly gloomy face and asked again.

"Why not?" Feng Sumo turned his head and looked at Nuoqi in puzzlement.

"Your Highness doesn't need it." Nuo Qi explained very pointedly.

Feng Sumo actually wanted to reply, "Then let's go."

However, after glancing at Moxiluo's handsome face that seemed to be turning negative again, he endured it.

"Authentic Korean food, let's go." Feng Sumo was in a good mood, let go of Moxiluo's hand, and led a few people to the main house.

The place where several people live is a private house, where they can cook by themselves or eat with the host, which is very rural.

The dinner was originally planned to be eaten with two elderly people.

With a cool face, Moxiluo followed her into the restaurant of the owner's house.

The hospitality of the two elderly people is very warm, and there are many authentic Korean dishes on display.

Nuoqi and Jier seem to have never eaten Korean food, and their expressions were very tangled when eating.

In fact, Moxiluo didn't like Korean food either, and he swallowed every mouthful very slowly, with a handsome expressionless face.

After a meal, Feng Sumo seemed to be the only one who was full.

Feng Sumo was very conscientious, and felt that he was sorry for Moxiluo, so he thought for a while and said, "May I help you make a cake to fill your stomach?"

"It's fine when you're full." Moxiluo's tone was very indifferent, as if eating was just a matter of bigger grains of rice.

It was a very simple sentence, but Feng Sumo's chest suddenly felt warm when he heard it.

Feng Sumo felt sorry for him, so he finally borrowed the owner's kitchen and cooked him a few simple Chinese dishes, and by the way, invited Nuo Qi and Ji Er, two people who didn't know how to eat Korean food at all.

When I got back to my room, it was past nine o'clock in the evening.

The room is not big, but the bed is good enough for two people to sleep, but there are a little more mosquitoes, and the room is a little hotter.

The real rural taste...

Mexilo lay on the bed, listening to the buzzing mosquitoes around him, unable to fall asleep no matter how hard he tried.

Feng Sumo seemed to sense that he was awake, raised his head, and looked at him with clear eyes, "What's wrong?"

Moxiluo's black eyes shone brightly in the dark night, and his magnetic voice tinged with a hint of helplessness, "There are too many mosquitoes."

In a word, Feng Sumo felt a sudden pain in his heart.

This man who has been active in the aristocratic circle since he was a child, probably has never suffered such a crime in his entire life, right?

"Wait a minute!" Feng Sumo groped to get up, trying to get out of bed, but was stopped by Moxiluo, "Where are you going?"

"Think of a way." Feng Sumo turned on the light, peeled a few oranges in the fruit plate in the room, saved some orange peels, took out a few paper towels, wrapped them into balls and placed them beside the bed.

"What are you doing?" Moxiluo didn't understand her behavior.

"According to pharmacology, orange peel can repel mosquitoes and promote sleep." Feng Sumo got on the bed and lay beside him.

"Where did you find out about these weird things?" Moxiluo raised his eyebrows slightly, surprised by what was in her head.

A little girl, almost becoming an encyclopedia of life...

"Life." Feng Sumo said two words lightly, and slowly closed his eyes.

In fact, Yue Luoran taught her these things. People who have experienced hardships in life know more about nature than others, but Feng Sumo will not tell Moxiluo these things...

(End of this chapter)