On the table was a neatly folded set of clean women's clothes.

It's new clothes.

It should be Jun Lonely's help to pick it out and put it there. He wanted her to wear it.

The boat that helped her buy supplements before was stocked with a lot of clothes, shoes, jewelry, etc., that were bought according to her size. She wears new clothes every day these days.

Feng Jingyun picked up the clothes on the table and looked at it, it was a set of white Luo skirts, the style was very simple, and the texture was a fine silk soft dress. After dressing, she walked to the bronze mirror on the dresser and took a photo, the person in the mirror was as elegant as a fairy, and it smelled of dust.

I have to say that her skin is not ordinary beauty.

So far, at least, no woman has been seen who can match her skin.

The size of the clothes just fits.

She combed her hair in a simple bun, let most of the green silk fall behind her, and walked out of the room.

Outside the door, a guard waited respectfully.

She asked aloud, "What about the lonely king?" ”

When the guards saw her, their eyes were amazed, and when they came back to their senses, they were surprised that she dared to call the sect leader by his name, which was a capital crime! However, the sect leader also said that any rules are against Feng Jingyun, "Miss Hui Fengsi, teach the master in the kitchen." The corners of his mouth wanted to twitch when he said that, his noble sect leader had been washing his hands every day to make soup for this woman in recent days, and his eyes were about to fall out. As a qualified personal guard by the sect leader's side, no matter how surprised he is, he will only be relieved.

She walked in the direction of the kitchen.

The guard looked at her beautiful back, and felt that such a woman, who was not even comparable to the immortals, was indeed worthy of the sect master's affection.

After turning two corners and coming to the door of the kitchen with a separate match in this courtyard, Feng Jingyun saw that Jun Lonely had just cut the chicken, he skillfully added some oil to the pot, and when the oil was old, he used a kitchen knife to hold the bottom of the cut chicken, put it in the pot, and began to stir-fry it with a spatula in his hand.

Dressed in black brocade, she saw him standing sideways in front of the stove, the black-gray black-iron mask on his left cheek facing her.

Like a mysterious ghost, the movements of stir-frying are a bit elegant.

Such a terrifying but noble man who is above tens of thousands of people, and who doesn't even buy the emperor's account, is like an ordinary husband, helping her cook.

It was one thing to know earlier, but now to see it with your own eyes, it's another feeling. Her heart instantly swelled up and dared to move.

He didn't have to look, just by hearing footsteps, he knew she was coming. Sensing her gaze, he looked sideways, and saw her beautiful and moon-looking, dressed in white, he was still stunned. I just picked out a dress for her, she looks good in it.

No matter when you see her, no matter how long you look at her, her beauty is always amazing.

"The dish is almost ready. You're hungry, wait. His cold eyes glared at her tenderly, and his attention returned to the dishes in the pot, and he took two sticks of dry wood to add to the fire in the stove, and scooped some salt with a spoon into the pot and added spices......

She leaned against the doorframe, looking at him quietly.

When I walked into the kitchen, I saw several prepared dishes on the table on the side, including abalone, a cup of blood swallow, a braised fish, a plate of bacon, and a small pot of seafood.

She picked up a piece of bacon with her hand and put it in her mouth, and when he turned around, he saw that she was quietly eating vegetables, and her timid expression seemed to be afraid that he would find out.