The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 635 Mo Li Cooked Fish Soup Noodles

Feng Yao already knew that Mo Li had a body like a tiger and a wolf, and a dissatisfied temperament like a glutton.This love was like a flood that opened its gates, until it swept her all over her body, like duckweed.In the end, it was like a soft and helpless kitten that could only cling to Moli's body.

Mo Li seemed to have asked her naively, "Yaoer, believe me now or not."

"En." Feng Yao could only agree weakly, then lazily leaned on the bed, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Yao felt Moli beside him move.Feng Yao shrank back in fright, and hurriedly pulled the quilt to wrap himself up, fearing that Mo Li would not be satisfied.

But she felt that Mo Li's big hands helped her tuck the quilt up, and said: "I'll go and see." Then he got up and got out of bed.Then I heard the rustling sound of him getting dressed, and then walked out as if agreeing to something.

At this time, Feng Yao became sober, and felt as if someone had come.But at this time, I was still exhausted and couldn't lift my spirits, so I had to sleep with my head sullen.When he woke up again, it was already dark, and Feng Yao woke up hungry because he felt his stomach growling.

"Buli?" Feng Yao looked around, there was only one oil lamp in the room, and there was light in the outer room, Moli was not by his side, he should be outside.But I don't know what he's busy with.

"Well, here we come." Mo Li agreed, and then saw the door curtain raised, Mo Li's handsome face poked in from the door, smiled at Feng Yao, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "You're hungry, dinner is coming soon Just fine."

"Huh? Food? Buli, are you cooking?" Feng Yao was really taken aback.The day she first came here, she saw that Mo Li couldn't even light the fire in the stove, so she's going to cook now?

"Yeah, it's not burnt, the color is bright, and the taste should be okay. You can eat it after you get up and wash your hands." Mo Li's confident appearance surprised Feng Yao again.

But thinking about it carefully, Feng Yao couldn't help but smile.I am not born to cook. The scallion pancakes baked in Tieqiying almost turned everyone off.And Mo Li is the kind of smart and hands-on person who can even sew a fox fur hat, let alone cook?
Thinking of this, Feng Yao's face is full of happy smiles.When she was getting dressed, she felt as if she was hungry again, and she couldn't wait to eat the meal Moli cooked for her.

At this moment, Feng Yao sniffed carefully, and he smelled a fresh fragrance.It doesn't smell like fried vegetables or scrambled eggs, nor does it smell like meat, because the smell of meat is a meaty smell. Now that I smell it carefully, it's like... fresh fish!
Feng Yao only felt a twinge of discomfort in his heart, jumped out of bed and ran out barefoot, shouting as he ran, "Never leave, are you cooking fish?"

"Yes, fresh carp."

"..." Feng Yao only felt his throat sting, and stomped his feet angrily.But because he forgot to put on his shoes, his little bare feet stomped on the ground, not only making no sound, but also hurting the soles of his feet.

Feng Yao gritted his teeth and said, "Who told you to stew the fish? I want to keep that fish." After finishing speaking, he had already lifted the curtain and ran to the kitchen.

"Ah? Which one? That red carp? Isn't it there?" Mo Li was also taken aback, then pointed to a corner of the kitchen, and saw that there was already a small white porcelain vat in the corner, which was used more than usual. The water tank is much smaller, the kind of low tank with a wide mouth.

But Feng Yao came closer and looked in, and saw that red carp was swimming leisurely in the small tank, shaking its head and tail in a comfortable manner.

"It's not what you stewed?" Feng Yao finally understood.

Mo Li sighed, shook his head, picked Feng Yao up by the waist, and put him on the window sill next to him.He casually grabbed a cloth towel and wiped the dusty soles of Feng Yao's feet.

"Never leave..."

"The fish stewed in the pot was sent by Xiao Ajiang just now. After we came back, they found several carps in the water, so they gave us two, but they were not big."

"Oh, so. But..."

"Xiao Ajiang also said that in the future, he will be responsible for catching fish in the pond. Although it may not be available every day, it is guaranteed to be fresh. So when there is fish, I will drink fish soup, and when there is no fish, I will drink chicken soup. It is not bad for a change. .”

"That's good, thank you Xiao Jiang. But..."

"I know you like that red carp, and you don't want to eat it, so I borrowed the rice tank from Aunt Maji's house and used it as a fish tank for you. Although it is not very beautiful, such white porcelain is rare here. Yes. You keep it, maybe it can be used as an antique in the future."

"Buli, what I want to say is..." Feng Yao was in a hurry, and was interrupted by Moli a few times, it was really uncomfortable.

"Ah? What is Yao'er going to say?" Mo Li looked up at Feng Yao, and then said clearly, "Sit still, I'll get you the shoes. Don't run around barefoot in the future, even though it's a house However, the shavings of firewood also have thorns, which will prick the soles of the feet."

After speaking, Mo Li turned around and walked out.Feng Yao angrily grabbed the cloth Moli was wiping her feet just now, looked at it, and gritted his teeth.

When Mo Li came back with a pair of Feng Yao's show shoes, Feng Yao was so angry that he threw the cloth towel in his hand towards Mo Li.Then he yelled, "The cloth you wiped my feet with is usually used to wipe the table."

"Ah! From now on, this one will be changed to wipe your feet." Mo Li took off the cloth that was thrown on his face indifferently, and put it aside.Such a calm and composed appearance made Feng Yao gnash his teeth, but he couldn't express his anger.

Feng Yao found that being with Moli was like this, he would be angry obviously, but he didn't know how to express it.Obviously he will feel distressed, but the reason for his distress is that he is too kind to himself.

Feng Yao sighed, and suddenly thought of a word... Nie Yuan!Perhaps since she heard the first sound of him playing the zither in her Yuexi Pavilion, it was already doomed for their fate in this life.

But there was no time to think about it, Feng Yao's stomach grunted again.This time, Mo Li clearly heard it too, covered his mouth with the back of his hand, and laughed twice.That smile was as silly as ever.

Feng Yao glared at Mo Li, then put his head down and put on his shoes, ignoring the food at all.Anyway, Feng Yao knew that Mo Li would not have the heart to starve himself.Hearing his stomach growl must have made him feel more uncomfortable than himself.

Sure enough, Mo Li quickly lifted the lid of the pot, and the big spoon was stirring in the pot.A unique umami taste of fish soup immediately became stronger.The white air steaming in the pot also became thicker and thicker, as if clouds of fish-scented mist enveloped Feng Yao.

Feng Yao's stomach groaned a few more times, and then saw a white porcelain bowl being handed in front of him, and Mo Li's particularly warm voice was filled with a smile: "Eat, fish soup noodles."

(End of this chapter)