You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 462
Wen Qinger frowned, thinking of Ying Si's words before, she felt depressed for a while: "Then why did Sister Ah Si say that you never had enough to eat in the big camp, and you ate hard black corn buns all day long?"

"Could it be that these words are all lying to me? Thanks to my heartache for a long time, I specially made you an afternoon snack for you to take with you!"

Ying Yu thought that Wen Qing'er would think of this matter, so he warned Ying Si not to lie to Wen Qing'er, and sure enough, the Dong Chuang incident happened!

Ying Yu had no choice but to make up for it quickly: "Actually, I can't lie to you. We practice intensively in the camp on weekdays, and we don't have the time to go hunting in the back mountain every day. We just do tooth sacrifices occasionally."

As he said that, Ying Yu cut a chicken leg with the knife in his hand and handed it to Wen Qing'er's mouth: "I didn't intend to deceive you, Qingqing, eat quickly, I will take you to the kitchen of Daying to have a look, you knew."

Wen Qing'er still puffed up her face slightly, but no one could have trouble with delicious food. When Wen Qing'er saw the chicken leg, she immediately caught it cheerfully, not afraid of being scalded, and tore off a large piece of meat in one bite.

Domestic chickens can't be compared with pheasants. The meat is strong and delicious, and there is no firewood at all. When you bite into it, there are oily spots, and you only need a little salt to enhance the taste.

The poor young master knew that he felt ashamed for what he had done wrong, so he obediently waited on Miss Wen San to eat meat, sliced ​​it piece by piece and put it on the plate, so he almost had to feed Wen Qing'er with his own hands.

Ying Si and the others over there also roasted a layer of mutton, and brought it to Wen Qing'er in a hurry. Seeing that Ying Yu won the competition and did not end well, he immediately felt much more at ease.

The four of them leaned together in front of Wen Qing'er, with misgivings in their eyes, and said with a smile: "Come, come, sister Qing'er, I'll feed you!"

"No, no, no, I'm a princess, sister Qing'er must eat mine first!"

"My piece of roast is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, the most delicious!"

The four of them didn't think there was anything wrong, and they started to struggle one after another. Wen Qing'er hurriedly pulled them to sit beside them, each of them had a chopstick in their plate, and no one took sides.

"It's really hard to let you serve you!" Wen Qing'er patted Ying Yu's shoulder, and smiled at everyone: "There are ready-made little maids here, so don't be polite to order them around!"

Ying Yu smiled and pinched Wen Qing'er's cheek, as a response, his own wife is willing to spoil her!As long as Wen Qinger is happy, let him do anything!
All the girls immediately cheered, they were not polite to Ying Yu, they asked Ying Yu to serve mutton for a while, and roasted pheasant for a while, but they were willing to make people stop for a moment.

In the end, Wen Qinger's heart ached, she saved up two plates of meat, and quietly pulled Ying Yu to the corner: "Hurry up, I can hear your stomach growling!"

With meat stuffed in his mouth, Ying Yu looked at Wen Qing'er with a smirk and asked, "Is Qingqing not angry?"

Wen Qing'er was a little embarrassed, and fed Ying Yu a piece of mutton with her chopsticks, and muttered softly: "I've lost my temper a long time ago, I'm not such a stingy person."

"The boxes of dim sum that I brought just now were not shared among them. I even kept a box secretly, and you can take it back later. Don't let Sister Ah Si find out, or you should say that I am partial!"

"Hey!" Ying Yu nodded with a busy smile, cleaned the meat on the plate in two or three bites, and took advantage of Wen Qinger's unpreparedness, leaving a greasy mouth mark on Wen Qinger's face.

"Qingqing, I really like you!" After finishing speaking, Ying Yu laughed and ran away holding the plate, leaving only Wen Qing'er, who was red-faced, stamping her feet on the spot.

(End of this chapter)