Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 437

Wen Chisu shrugged indifferently, since she had some to eat, why not do it?After all, Lou Mo is not a hardworking guy, it's not easy to wait for her to have a meal!

"Hey, hey, I heard that there are delicious food, and those who see it will get a share, so bring us with you!" Just as they were talking, Feng Zhiyao, brother and sister, heard the sound and came in from the outside.

Feng Zhiqing took a stride and rushed to Nangong Qianmo with great interest: "Sister Mo, are you going to eat something delicious? Take me with you!" While talking, she pulled her sleeves and stared at her. shape.

Nangong Qianmo: "..." One or two are waiting here for a meal, what should she do if she really wants to hit someone now?
"Hurry up, hurry up, Zhiqing hasten to order, it's a rare opportunity, just this one time, Qianmo just agreed to cook!" Wei Yi, who was watching the excitement, didn't forget to add fuel to the fire.

Before Nangong Qianmo could speak, Feng Zhiqing blurted out: "Really? That's really great! Sister Mo, I want to eat sweet and sour pork and roast beef brisket with potatoes!"

Feng Zhiyao was not to be outdone: "I want to eat dry pot thousand-sheet tofu and pickled pork with preserved vegetables!"

Nangong Qianmo rolled her eyes without hesitation, and said contemptuously: "You carnivorous animals, forget it!" After ordering so many dishes, there is no green at all, which is enough!

"Then there is no way, who will make us have sex with each other!" Feng Zhiyao said calmly.

The corners of Nangong Qianmo's mouth twitched. Thinking of meeting this person just now in front of Prince Xuan's Mansion, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you have something to do with Mo Tingye? Why did you come here?" He said with ambiguous eyes Looking back and forth between him and Wen Chisu, the wedding of these two people was scheduled for a year ago, so there is no rush to do it in a while, right?As for chasing after him to Shangshu's mansion!

Feng Zhiyao got angry when he mentioned this, but he didn't pay attention to her teasing eyes.The couple seemed to have taken gunpowder just now, and they almost didn't hurt him internally. Fortunately, he was in a good mood, otherwise he would have jumped into the river!
But for the sake of having something to eat at the moment, he reluctantly didn't bother with Lou Mo, so he shrugged indifferently: "He's not in a hurry, why should I be in a hurry!"

"That doesn't seem like a big deal. All right, just wait, come and serve me the food in an hour!" Nangong Qianmo raised his eyebrows, left a word and walked towards the kitchen.

Feng Zhiyao's voice came from behind: "I need help talking!"

Nangong Qianmo turned her head and glanced at the people present with disgust: "Come on, take a break, just the few of you, tsk tsk, which one seems to be able to enter the kitchen?"

"My knife skills are not bad." Wen Chisu said seriously.

"Stop!" Nangong Qianmo hurriedly stopped her: "You should save that knife skill of yours to cook for Feng Zhiyao after marriage, I can't bear it!" She didn't forget the last time Chi Su said that she would cut chicken for herself , and finally saw the complicated mood when I saw a plate of chicken mince...

Also, can you imagine a killer killing chickens the way they kill?

After Nangong Qianmo went to the kitchen, Feng Zhiyao asked curiously: "Chisu, do you know how to cook? Can you cook it for me another day?"

Cooking shouldn't be difficult, right?Wen Chisu thought about it seriously, and agreed, "Okay!"

For some reason, thinking of what Nangong Qianmo said just now, Wei Yi and Feng Zhiqing both shuddered. After all, Sister Wen doesn't look like she can cook...

At this moment, Feng Zhiyao, who is indulging in the fantasy of a better life after marriage in the future, would never have thought that it would be such a wrong decision to let a killer cook...

Of course, Nangong Qianmo's culinary skills are not perfect. After eating this meal, everyone's faces were full, and there was still some unsatisfactory taste.

"Hi!" Feng Zhiyao hiccupped, looked at Nangong Qianmo and said, "I said Lou Mo, if you want to cook again next time, remember to notify me in advance, just tell me what ingredients are missing, don't be polite to me! "

Nangong Qianmo gave him a cool look, and said with a sneer, "You have a good plan!"

"Hey, I'm afraid that if you don't cook for a long time, your skills will become rusty!" Feng Zhiyao said "I'm doing it for your own good".

Nangong Qianmo glared at him, didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, and instead took out a sapphire porcelain bottle and handed it to Wei Yi, saying, "Yiyi, this is the ointment you need to apply in the next period of time, it can fade some traces, and after using up the pie Just come and get it from me.”

"Hmm! Then I won't be polite!" Wei Yi took the porcelain bottle with a smile and put it away.

"Okay, the meal is ready, you guys chat first, and I'll go back first." Nangong Qianmo got up and left.

Just after Nangong Qianmo left, Feng Zhiyao also took Wen Chisu to leave, but Feng Zhiqing insisted on staying overnight in Wei's mansion, so Feng Zhiyao let her go.

Back in Mochenju, Liuyun and Qiandai were sitting on the outside table and talking, when they saw her come in, they hurriedly got up and said: "Miss, um, the prince is waiting for you inside..."

"Well, I see, you guys go to work, you don't need to guard here." Frowning, Nangong Qianmo raised his foot and walked in.

Stalker, Mo Tingye, you are really promising!

Liu Yun asked with his eyes: "What's the situation?"

Qian Dai shrugged, indicating that she didn't know either.Ever since he came back in the afternoon, the prince has entered the bedroom and never came out again. Even the dinner was brought in by Mo Feng. This posture seems to be afraid that once he comes out, he will never be able to get in again...

I have to say that this time Qian Dai has the truth, His Royal Highness Xuan really came up with this idea!
"Squeak!" The bedroom door was pushed open, and Mo Tingye, who was sitting in front of the window, quickly lay down on the bed, pretending to be asleep.

Nangong Qianmo looked at the shoes in front of the bed, her forehead twitched twice, and she walked to the bed and lifted the quilt: "Stop pretending!"

Who knew that Mo Tingye wrapped the quilt tightly around his body: "I fell asleep!"

Nangong Qianmo was immediately laughed angrily: "Mo Tingye, how old are you this year? Which drunk person have you met who would admit that he was drunk?"

Mo Tingye also knew that he had been exposed, but he still closed his eyes, apparently determined to carry on pretending to be asleep to the end.

"Mo Tingye, you think you've just exposed what happened today, right?" Nangong Qianmo said in a dangerous tone.

Mo Tingye, who was lying on the bed, suddenly felt a chill, and subconsciously wrapped the cup around his body a little bit tightly, but unfortunately it was useless, because——Nangong Qianmo turned around and left, left!

"Mo'er!" Mo Tingye threw away the quilt and chased after her, stopped her before she opened the door, and said flatteringly: "Then what, look at how cold it is now, it's okay to leave me alone." Warm your bed, won't you?"

Nangong Qianmo didn't speak, just looked at him with a half-smile.

(End of this chapter)