Portable Space: The Divine Doctor, Little Farmer's Girl

Chapter 291
Chapter 291
The three of them looked at the door together.

Seeing Yan Xiaosi standing there with something in his arms, the three of them were overjoyed.

Wu Bin said: "Xiao Si, how are you doing with His Royal Highness Zhan Wang?"

Zhao Xi said: "Did you eat well and sleep well?"

Wang Chengdao: "His Royal Highness Zhan Wang's order, no matter how reluctant the brothers are, there is nothing they can do about it."

Wu Bin said again: "We have been busy practicing these two days, and we didn't see you, so we miss you and worry about you."

But seeing Yan Xiaosi's face glowing red, Wu Bin knew that his concerns and worries were superfluous.

His Royal Highness Zhan Wang was really special to Xiao Si.

Yan Xiaosi walked into the military tent with fried potatoes in his arms.

"I'm living a good life. I ate well and slept soundly at His Royal Highness Zhanwang."

He also slept in the big bed of His Royal Highness Zhanwang and His Royal Highness Zhanwang.

The military tent where Wu Bin and the three lived was not far from the commander's military tent. After the soldier went to report just now, Long Yu was excited and came out to greet the little bastard. As soon as he left the military tent, he saw his little bastard walking towards Wu Bin and the others with a smile on his side. It's really unreasonable for people's military accounts.

When he came back, instead of going to see him directly, he actually met three thousand households first. Could it be that he is not as powerful as the three thousand households.

The more His Royal Highness Zhanwang thought about it, the angrier he became, the angrier he became, the hungrier he became.

In order to save their stomachs for small fried potatoes, all the soldiers in the barracks had eaten dinner, but he hadn't eaten yet.

Yan Xiaosi didn't know that His Royal Highness King Zhan was annoyed with him. Seeing that Wu Bin and the three were having dinner, he took out three packets of fried potatoes from the bag and handed them out.

"I went home today. These are small fried potatoes made by my mother. It's just for the three brothers to cook. Each person has a bag."

The three of Wu Bin were overjoyed.

Wu Bin said: "Xiao Si, the fried potatoes your mother made are really delicious."

Zhao Xi said: "I'm so envious of Xiao Si, who can go home often."

Wang Chengdao: "Xiao Si, can we go to your house to play in the future?"

"My mother can not only make small fried potatoes, but also a lot of delicious food. After a while, my mother will come to our military camp to be a cook. After this battle is over, I will invite my three brothers to my house as guests."

The news that Mrs. Zhong will come to the military camp to be a cook made Wu Bin and the three excited and looking forward to it.

Now it is Lao Jin and three other veterans who are cooking. The craftsmanship of the four elders is so-so. Except for the food of His Royal Highness Zhan Wang, the food eaten by the pawns and their little bosses is not very tasteful.

Yan Xiaosi thought that he still had two packs of fried potatoes to deliver, so he only stayed in the military tent where the three of Wu Bin lived for a while, and then left.

Seeing that the curtain of the military tent where the three of Wu Bin lived was lifted up by a tiny hand, His Royal Highness Zhan Wang retreated to his military tent and stood at the door to peek.

Thinking, the little bastard just went to see Wu Bin and the others, now it's time to come back and see me.
His Highness the King of War looked forward to it, and his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

Yan Xiaosi came out from Wu Bin's three's military tent, saw Long Yi standing in a daze not far away, and casually greeted him: "Guard Long Yi, what are you doing standing there? Have dinner yet?"

Long Yi glanced at the military tent behind him, then blinked at Yan Xiaosi, and signaled Yan Xiaosi to go back quickly, the master got angry.

Because of the evening, the sky was dim, and the distance between the two of them was about two zhang, Yan Xiaosi didn't see him blinking, and went straight to Murong Qinjian's military tent with his bag in hand.

What she thought was that after entering the military tent of His Royal Highness Zhan Wang, there must be many things to do, and she may not be able to come out, so she first sent the fried potatoes in Murong Qinjian, and then went back to do whatever His Royal Highness Zhan Wang arranged. Own.

Long Yumao waited for a long time behind the curtain of the big tent, but didn't wait for anyone to come, and watched someone enter Murong Xiaojian's tent, so angry that he really wanted to run away.

After watching Wu Bin and the three of them, I went to see Murong Xiaojian again. That little bastard ranked him last.

Standing outside the large tent, Long Yi could feel the anger emanating from his master.

He bite the bullet and asked: "Master, do you need to go down and call Mr. Xiaoyan back?"

"No need."

Long Yu turned around, walked to the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and gulped it down.

Even a full cup of tea could not quench the anger in his heart.

Here, Murong Qin saw that Yan Xiaosi was flustered.

".Xiaoyan, why are you here?"

It's so late, with a single man and a widow in the same room, if Long Yu mistakenly thinks that he is seducing a child prostitute, then what to do.

Yan Xiaosi saw that he was a little flustered, stood at the door, and took out a bag of fried potatoes from the bag.

"I went home today. This is my mother's fried potatoes. She made a lot of them. I brought a copy back to Mr. Murong Da. Mr. Murong."

Thinking of Long Yu being angry because of the word Murong Big Brother, she subconsciously changed her address.

A scent of potatoes wafted out, and Murong Qin's Adam's apple twitched, she walked over, glanced at the paper bag in her hand, and didn't dare to reach out to take it immediately.

"Xiaoyan, did you bring it to Long Yu?"

Yan Xiaosi patted the bulging bag.

"I brought it, and his bag is the most."

Only then did Murong Qinjian reach out to take it.

"Thank you, go back quickly, maybe Long Yu is waiting for you with an empty stomach."

It was only then that Yan Xiaosi remembered what Long Yu said in the morning: This king is waiting for you to come back with a stomach.

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, she turned around and walked away.

"Your Highness, the grass people are back."

She opened the curtain and walked into the military tent, sensitively aware that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the military tent.

His Royal Highness Zhanwang was sitting at the dining table, finished drinking a cup of tea, then refilled another cup, and looked at himself with no expression on his face.

Drinking water to satisfy your hunger, but also waiting for your own fried potatoes?
Seeing his sad and pitiful appearance, Yan Xiaosi felt a little guilty, and walked over with a bulging bag of fried potatoes.

"Your Highness, Caomin has brought you fried potatoes. This time they are better than last time. Try it."

Long Yu was full of energy and drinking water, so he glanced at the small fried potatoes she handed over with no interest.

"Why did you come back so late?"

Yan Xiaosi didn't think too much, and said casually: "I stayed at home for a while, and on the way back, Xiao Hongying walked slowly."

"Humph."

Long Yu snorted coldly.

It was obvious that he was going to see those men, wasted the time, and wanted to deceive himself.

"Liar."

"The grass people are such a liar."

Yan Xiaosi felt baffled, so he put the bag of fried potatoes on the table.

"Fried small potatoes, Caomin brought you back, do you like it or not."

She also has a temper, okay?

After uttering harsh words, she turned around and walked to her small couch, without taking off her shoes, she tilted her body and fell on it.

Long Yu didn't expect that this kid was even more temperamental than him, he gritted his teeth, got up and walked to the couch, stretched out his hand and pulled her up.

"This king is waiting for you hungry. You went to see other men first, but this king was wrong."

(End of this chapter)