Chapter 142 Eat You

Feng Feicheng took out a small spoon from her hand, scooped up a spoonful of rotten porridge on the spoon, put it on his lips and blew it before delivering it to her mouth, his movements were surprisingly gentle.

"..."

Tong Shiying stared at his movements in a daze, feeling a little flattered.

A powerful and domineering man actually feeds her porridge himself?
"Xiao Ying'er, open your mouth."

Feng Feicheng's voice was very low, but still strong.

Tong Shiying lowered her head and took a sip, the porridge wrapped around the tip of her tongue, she frowned instantly.

What's the smell, why is it so weird?
Just as she was about to say something, she inadvertently glanced at Feng Feicheng's hand, and she saw a small blister formed on his slender and white finger.

"You cook yourself?"

Tong Shiying couldn't help being surprised, and asked in disbelief.

"How do you know I cooked it?"

Feng Feicheng was startled, and then laughed wickedly, the corners of his eyebrows raised: "Is it delicious?"

He really cooked it himself!
"the first time?"

After getting a definite answer, Tong Shiying's surprise turned into shock, and she couldn't help asking another question.

Because it was the first time, the ingredients were uneven and the porridge tasted so strange.

It's not bad to say it's bad, it looks good and smells good, that's the taste...

Feng Feicheng stared at her steadfastly, with a coquettish smile on his lips: "Why, aren't you very moved?"

"Yeah, I'm very touched..."

Tong Shiying admitted this time very simply, and she didn't want to hide her repressed inner true thoughts anymore.

"Really?"

Feng Feicheng curled his lips proudly, smiling at the corners of his brows and eyes, in a very good mood, took another mouthful of porridge and handed it to her lips: "Then eat more!"

She couldn't help laughing, lowered her head and ate without hesitation.

There is a man in this world who is willing to cook for her, what could be more satisfying than this?

Besides, this man is no ordinary man.

So, Tong Shiying, why are you still being hypocritical?
No matter what the future holds, the present is the most important thing, isn't it?

Feng Feicheng feeds it spoon by spoon, and she eats it mouthful.

She didn't pay attention to how attractive the way she was eating, her pale pink lips moved from side to side, dyed a touch of color.

Feng Feicheng frowned deeply, pursed her thin lips, resisting the urge to kiss her.

He stared straight at her, eating the whole bowl of porridge bit by bit.

"Do you want to eat?"

As soon as Feng Feicheng opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was unbearably hoarse.

"No more."

Tong Shiying smiled and shook her head: "I'm full."

"are you full?"

Feng Feicheng stared deeply at her face: "But I'm still hungry..."

"Then you can eat!"

This is a restaurant, is there anything to eat?
Tong Shiying didn't notice his eyes, thought he was really hungry, and asked solemnly: "What do you want to eat?"

"you!"

Feng Feicheng stared straight at her, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes were fascinated by a layer of unknown luster.

"Ok?"

Tong Shiying looked at him in confusion, and didn't understand what he meant for a while: "What?"

"eat you!"

Feng Feicheng said each word, and before she could react, he put one arm around her waist, pressed the back of her head with the other hand, and kissed her deeply.

Tong Shiying froze, staring at him with wide eyes.

"Fool, close your eyes."

Feng Feicheng's voice is deep and sexy, making people intoxicated, with thin lips sticking to hers, savoring it carefully.

She actually closed her eyes obediently, her eyelashes trembling slightly, tried, and responded greenly.

Sink, sink completely...

When Feng Feicheng discovered this, his body shook, his eyes lit up with scorching heat, and he was instantly ecstatic.

(End of this chapter)

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