The black-bellied princess plays the prince

Chapter 107 Dim Sum
In the evening, everyone was hungry. I saw a snack on the table in front of the hall, so I grabbed a piece and stuffed it into my mouth. Seeing Ye Xiao walking by, I threw a snack to him, and said to him: "The kitchen If you have something to eat, you can go and see later."

Ye Xiao ate until the dim sum splattered everywhere, so he nodded.

"Master is injured, don't put spicy food in your dishes..." I swallowed the snack and let out a sigh of relief.

Ye Xiao said: "Don't worry, I took care of all your injuries in the past..." He paused, and leaned closer to my ear, "Short pancake, your master is staring straight at you."

I turned my face to look, sure enough, Meng Bufan's face was hidden in the shadow, so overcast that water could drip out.

For the sake of him being the master's father, I decided to maintain a certain amount of respect for him... I don't want to kill him a hundred and eight times in my heart for his impolite behavior of staring at people.

I picked up the dessert on the table and stuffed it into my mouth.

Just kidding, who are we, even if someone puts a real knife on our neck, we can eat it without losing color, let alone a knife in the eye?
I picked up the dessert plate on the table, held it in my arms, and ate one piece after another.

While eating happily, Meng Bufan sneered on the treasure chair: "The dog also knows how to wag its tail to express its gratitude to the master after receiving the food from its master. It really doesn't understand the rules."

I raised my head, confused: "Is there a dog? Where is it? Master, do you have a dog?"

Meng Bufan stood up all of a sudden, panting heavily, "You, you, you! Do you still look like a woman!"

I saw that he was breathing really hard, and thought that his face had been well maintained, but after all he was old, and his appearance could deceive others but not himself, so I persuaded: "Master, I have been busy for a long time, Are you not hungry? Would you like some food?"

I flicked the saucer in my arms, and the saucer circled in a circle and flew straight to him. He squatted down, and the saucer knocked off his hat, hit the wall, and fell to the ground. It was smashed, and the snacks fell all around, making his face pale all of a sudden.

I didn't intend to scare him, but he was so frightened that he pointed at me with trembling mouth: "You, you, is this how you treat elders?"

His eyes were full of anger.

I thought to myself that this is bad, the relationship between the two of us is getting worse?
I thought about not embarrassing Master, so I squeezed out a warm smile like a spring breeze: "Master, who told you to look young? No, I always forget that you are my elder, thinking that you are similar to us Young man, look, Ye Xiao and I are like this, we often throw things back and forth, let me think about it, your face looks like a young man, and your skills must also be as flexible as a young man. No... I accidentally played with you..."

I looked at Meng Bufan's angry face, and asked cautiously: "Master, you won't blame me, will you?"

Ye Xiao pulled my skirt under the table, covered his mouth and said, "Short pancake, don't explain, don't explain..."

I turned to ask for advice: "Why?"

He said: "If you don't explain, his anger may slowly disappear. The more you explain, I guess the stronger his desire to kill you will be in his heart. Do you think it's difficult for your master to be a man? He will be burned again for you." , or block the knife for you? Or drink poisoned wine for you? It's impossible to guard against, butter pancakes..."

After finishing speaking, he sighed leisurely, with a sad look on his face.

"Your master doesn't have nine lives, do you know that?"

I thought about it, and felt that his words were not without reason, mainly because Meng Bufan's fair face was purple, and the veins on his forehead were protruding, which was really a harbinger of anger.

I kept muttering: I didn't say anything, am I not praising him for being young?How about maintenance?Isn't he maintaining this appearance just to get praise from others?

Ye Xiao has always known how to judge his face, if he didn't know how to judge his face, he wouldn't be able to marry so many wives... So, I decided to listen to his persuasion.

Do not explain.

I didn't even look at Meng Bufan, I just turned to Ye Xiao and said, "I'm not full yet, can you start cooking?"

Ye Xiao nodded, walked away from the chair, took only one step, a cup suddenly roared towards me, I felt a black shadow flash in front of me, I kicked it back instinctively, and then I heard a sound scream.

Looking back, Meng Bufan fell to the ground, his head was bleeding, and the cup also fell to the ground and shattered.

I hurried over: "Master, what's wrong with you? Do you want to serve me tea like I offered you cakes just now? Master, you should know that this martial art is divided into southern boxing and northern kicking, etc. There are many schools of martial arts. Well, my kung fu alone, if I don’t practice it for more than ten years, I can’t learn it. Of course... a genius like me can do it in a few days, you... I think you have a little martial arts foundation, But you also know a little superficial kung fu, don't look down on us because you trapped us with an iron cage, it's the iron cage that is powerful, not you..."

His hair was disheveled, his cheeks were bloody, and he pointed at my constant trembling: "You, you, you, you dare to threaten the elders!"

He opened the hand that I stepped forward to hold.

I was so confused, I turned around and asked Ye Xiao, Ye Xiao also had a strange expression, covering half of his face with a sleeve, trembling, bent over as if out of breath, "Short pancake, don't explain, don't Explain, I... How many times have I told you not to explain, but you just don't listen. "

After saying this, he went straight to the corner of the wall, squatted down, and covered his mouth... I finally heard what he was doing... Smiling.

I shut my mouth tightly again.

Meng Bufan climbed up to sit on the chair covering his forehead. I handed him a cloth towel to cover some blood. He waved me away and glared at me angrily: "As a woman, why don't you cook? This, this cook named Ye?"

I decided not to explain, but to be straightforward: "Shigong, is this why you are angry?" I thought for a while, "Ah, I see, didn't you offer tea to me just now, did you just throw the cup at me?"

He couldn't tell what the expression was in his eyes, it seemed sad and confused.

I felt that his anger was a little less, and the relationship between the two of them was developing towards a place of relaxation.

As the saying goes, there is no knot in the world that cannot be solved. As long as we communicate, any misunderstanding can be solved.

I will be able to handle the relationship well!Although this Meng Bufan is the best relative of the master.

But I have even achieved the number one killer, so why can't I deal with relatives?

This awareness greatly boosted my confidence, so I continued to push forward: "Master, it's not that I don't cook, it's that I cook and no one has ever eaten the whole bowl. Once, I cooked porridge for Ye Xiao for many days... ..."

A look of reminiscence appeared on Ye Xiao's face, and he nodded straightly: "That porridge, I vomited and vomited after eating it, and I developed a rash on my face, which disappeared and then rose, and rose and disappeared...Mr. Don't try."

　There is one more change in the evening, and two changes every day to make up for what was owed a few days ago.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)