The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 156

After speaking, he sat by the bed, picked up the pale red jade bowl with a hazy mist on it, and Situ Qingshen handed the bowl in his hand to Feng Qingcheng.

Feng Qingcheng stretched out her hand, took the bowl, and looked at the pale yellow porridge in the bowl, a few touches of turquoise dotted the elegant pale yellow.

Pleasant to the eye.

The slender fingers picked up the spoon and stirred it gently a few times. The fragrance in the bowl slowly overflowed. Feng Qingcheng smelled it, and her stomach growled even more cheerfully.

I took a spoonful with a spoon, put it in my mouth, and tasted it carefully.

The porridge is sticky but not thick. The mouth is full of the fragrance of rice grains, mixed with the seasoning of chives, which makes this porridge even more delicious.

Sweet and not greasy, every mouthful makes people feel unsatisfied.

The girl took a few more mouthfuls, and the faint scent of chicken slowly overflowed from that mouthful.

Her twinkling peach blossom eyes suddenly flicked, bright as stars, and the bottom of the eyes flowed with light, with subtle satisfaction that was not easy to see. She blinked and asked, "Is this chicken porridge?"

The corners of Situ Qingshen's mouth were slightly curved, his starry eyes were bright, and his voice was low: "Well, after the old hen is boiled into soup, then the rotten meat of the old hen is minced into minced meat. Use chicken soup to cook porridge, and use chicken as an ingredient."

"How do you feel?" The man's face suddenly moved closer, his eyes gleamed like a puppy begging for a reward, and he almost stuck out his tongue.

Feng Qingcheng looked hesitant, and glanced at Situ Qingshen with complicated eyes, pretending to be deep, and said: "Mmm..."

Seeing Si's slightly anxious handsome face out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly burst into a faint smile, his eyes slightly bent, and said, "That's right, I've made a lot of progress."

The expression on Situ Qingshen's face was still faint, but the joy in his eyes betrayed his happy mood, he rubbed Feng Qingcheng's soft black hair, his thin lips couldn't help but rise, and said: "Eat slowly, no one will Grab it with you."

Feng Qingcheng ignored the big hand that was making trouble on her head, scooped up a few more spoonfuls of porridge, and ate it in big mouthfuls. Seeing that the porridge in the bowl was about to bottom out, she didn't have the desire to eat another bowl. , [-]% full, that's it.

After finishing the porridge, he handed the jade bowl to Situ Qingshen. Before the man could take the bowl, he directly stuffed the bowl into his hand. His black and white eyes scanned everywhere, but he didn't see what he wanted. Then he cast his eyes on Situ Qingshen and said, "Master, do you have a handkerchief?"

Situ Qingshen was a little dazed. Hearing Feng Qingcheng's righteous and commanding words, he was severely choked. His eyes were clear and helpless: "You are really good at commanding people. You have been a disciple since ancient times. Serving the master, where the master serves the apprentice instead, and you, the apprentice, are not ashamed at all to serve the master."

He paused, his tone was a bit threatening, and his eyes were also fierce: "It's time to hit!"

Feng Qingcheng curled her lips unconsciously, and then said meekly: "Yes——Master, the disciple is wrong, but Master, where is the handkerchief?"

Situ Qingshen gave Feng Qingcheng a big shudder, he felt so angry and helpless that his words were ignored by this little girl.

Just when Situ Qingshen was about to get out of bed to get a handkerchief for Feng Qingcheng, he felt startled: Hey. .No, how could he have been able to control his emotions so well, how could he be influenced by a little girl?And he. .Just found out now.

(End of this chapter)