Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 682 The taste is not bad
Nan Yuan continued to ask: "Is it delicious?"

Duan Yijun: "It's delicious, homemade is clean and hygienic, and the taste is not bad, eat it while it's hot."

With Duan Yijun's affirmation, Nan Yuan boldly took a bite. This steamed stuffed bun is indeed as fragrant as it is, not only makes people feel delicious, but also really delicious after eating.

After a while, Nan Yuan ate a whole bun. After she came here, she seldom encountered something that suits her taste.

Nan Yuan opened her bag in disbelief, she really couldn't see half of the buns, but she was still a little hungry.

Nan Yuan looked at Duan Yijun's back with some grievances, but Duan Yijun ignored it and continued to lead her aimlessly forward.

They didn't know when they came to the door of a villager. Seeing the light inside, Duan Yijun reached out and knocked on the door lightly.

The people inside probably heard it. A young man ran out and opened the door. When he saw the person coming, he opened his eyes excitedly: "General Duan."

Duan Yijun nodded lightly, and briefly introduced Nan Yuan behind him: "This is my wife."

The man immediately said respectfully: "Hello, Madam General, why did the General and Madam General come to visit so late?"

An old man also slowly walked out from behind the man. While walking slowly, he asked worriedly, "Ming'er, who is it?"

The man turned around, went up to support the old man: "Grandma, it's General Duan."

The old man gradually walked to the door, and the moment he saw Duan Yijun, he immediately said respectfully: "Why is General Duan here? Quick, come in and sit down."

Duan Yijun shook his head, and his tone was more indifferent to men, showing a lot of respect: "No, I came this time to buy a chicken from you. My wife didn't eat dinner and I wanted to cook something delicious for her. .”

When Nan Yuan heard this, the little hand holding the paper bag and looking for the trace of the steamed stuffed bun instantly felt relieved. No wonder Duan Yijun only allowed her to eat a steamed stuffed bun, because he wanted to make it delicious for her.

Thinking of the taste of the roast chicken made by Duan Yijun, Nan Yuan couldn't help swallowing again.

As soon as the old man heard the word Madam, he immediately took two steps forward in a hurry, and finally saw clearly that General Duan did not come alone, but brought a woman with him.

This woman has fair skin and clear eyes. At first glance, she looks like a lady from a rich family. The old man immediately said: "The general's wife is really beautiful. At first glance, she looks like a talented woman with the general's appearance. She is in the right family. Unfortunately, the lady has lost some weight."

Duan Yijun also nodded in agreement: "Yes! I have to make up."

While talking, his hands began to get into the corner of Nan Yuan's clothes restlessly, and touched her waist, which also had no fat now.

Although the two people in front of me couldn't see what Duan Yijun did in the darkness, Nan Yuan couldn't help but blushed, stretched out her small hand and slapped Duan Yijun's arm hard, but she didn't feel disgusted at all by his treatment of Duan Yijun. own frivolity.

"I'm not thin, I'm fat!" While talking, he gave Duan Yijun a fierce look with his eyes, Duan Yijun smiled, and slowly took out his hand, holding Nan Yuan's little hand.

Duan Yijun pointed to the old man in front of him, and said softly, "Everyone in the village calls her Grandma Feng."

"Grandma Feng." Nan Yuan said respectfully.

Grandma Feng smiled happily, and immediately shook her head: "No, no, I can't bear the general's wife calling me like this! The general took the chicken back and there is no place to cook it, or I can cook for the general at my house Let's eat, ma'am!"

(End of this chapter)