The little wife of the peasant prince

461 Chapter 469 Childish
Liu Yihuan didn't know Ji Qingzhao's conflicted heart.

She yelled several times, but found that Ji Qingzhao hadn't moved, and felt a little guilty. She seemed to have forgotten him just now.

As a result, Liu Yihuan's footsteps became lighter, her voice became softer, and there was a smile in her tone, with a slight hint of flattery.

"Uncle Ji, this is the freshly baked pumpkin pie, your favorite pumpkin pie, try a piece."

Ji Qingzhao: Huh!Just out of the pot, when I didn't see it, the fresh out of the pot was eaten into other people's stomachs.

Liu Yihuan put down the plate and glanced carefully.

Hey, no response, are you angry?
why?

Is it because I forgot to send the pumpkin pie?

So, Liu Yihuan personally brought the plate, with the pumpkin pie in front of Ji Qingzhao.

Under the mask of green face and long fangs, Liu Yihuan saw a pair of sad eyes like a little daughter-in-law.

Liu Yihuan swallowed her saliva, Uncle Ji looked a little cute like this.

"Uncle Ji, look, the pumpkin pie I made today is delicious, do you want to try it?" Liu Yihuan asked with her big eyes blinking.

Ji Qingzhao gave Liu Yihuan a cool look, but did not speak, Liu Yihuan's scalp was a little numb from this look.

He walked to the side table and put down the plates and chopsticks.

Ji Qingzhao: What does this little girl mean? Are you leaving now?Obviously she forgot about herself...

Ji Qingzhao felt a little wronged, his mind was in a mess for a while, when he raised his head again, Liu Yihuan walked up to him again.

"Uncle Ji, how can you eat pumpkin pie with a mask? There are no outsiders here. Let me take off the mask for you."

Liu Yihuan smiled sweetly again, with shallow dimples, very cute.

Slowly taking off Ji Qingzhao's mask with her fair little hands, revealing that ethereal and flawless face.

Most of Ji Qingzhao's anger disappeared in an instant, and Liu Yihuan's presence made him feel a little better.

Now there are only 20.00% small flames left.

"Uncle Ji, come and taste it."

Liu Yihuan walked back to the table and waved at Ji Qingzhao.

Ji Qingzhao was so arrogant that she didn't want to go there, but her steps were disobedient.

"Uncle, try it."

Liu Yihuan handed the chopsticks to Ji Qingzhao like a dog.

Ji Qingzhao glanced at it lightly, but didn't reach out to pick it up.

"What's the matter? Uncle Ji, don't you like eating very much?"

Ji Qingzhao put his hands behind his back, and didn't answer unless he picked up the chopsticks.

Liu Yihuan was depressed, what was going on.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she picked up a piece.

"Uncle Ji, do you want to eat?"

Ji Qingzhao looked at the pumpkin pie that was close at hand, and was about to open his mouth to pick it up, but Liu Yihuan's chopsticks turned around and stuffed the pumpkin pie into his small mouth.

"Well, it's really good, it's good!"

Liu Yihuan ate well.

Ji Qingzhao: "!!!"

Liu Yihuan swallowed the pumpkin pie in her mouth, picked up another piece, and handed it to Ji Qingzhao.

Ji Qingzhao leaned down and ate the cake in one bite.

Liu Yihuan was dumbfounded.

"Uncle Ji, please slow down, there is not enough."

Suifeng outside the door—I didn't see it, I really didn't see it, when did his cold-faced master become so childish!

Ji Qingzhao swallowed the pumpkin pie in his mouth, and signaled Liu Yihuan to continue with his eyes.

Liu Yihuan was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, she held another piece and handed it to Ji Qingzhao's mouth.

Ji Qingzhao was very satisfied with Liu Yihuan's kindness, and the corners of his eyes and brows softened.

(End of this chapter)