Feng Jingyun knew that it was because of her actions and showed mercy. Her heart was a little cold, and she felt sad for her loneliness. In the village under the mountain, Jun Lonely didn't do anything, just passing by the village, he didn't think about hurting anyone at the beginning, but because his appearance was different from ordinary people, everyone thought he was a demon, shouting and killing.

Although there is no shortage of Jun Youqi secretly looking for someone to fan the flames and incite the villagers, it is an ironclad fact that the world cannot tolerate Jun Lonely.

And just now, she knew that he didn't bother to take the bowl from the maid's hand, and didn't want to get too close to other women, so he used a special function to make the bowl fly and become an evil spell again.

Her cold eyes fell on his face, the left side of his face was masked, and the right side of his face was handsome and uncast, and the blood-colored eyes glowed with a strange and chilling light.

This man is evil and arrogant, and the world can't tolerate him.

In this world, if he has relatives, it is equivalent to not having relatives, he only has her.

Her heart was soft, and her gaze softened as she looked at him.

Feeling the love in her eyes, he was in a happy mood, and personally took a spoon and scooped up the glutinous rice and oil tea, not forgetting to blow it cool, and put it to her lips.

She opened her lips and tasted it, "There is a natural smell of rice, a good snack." ”

He was going to keep feeding, and she said, "I'll do it myself." ”

"The bowl is too hot, it will be hot if you hold it." He didn't comply.

Her heart is warm, he is indifferent and ruthless to the world, except for her, a man like him can treat her like this, I really don't know, how much he loves her?

She always felt that his love for her had been so deep that it could not be increased.

After feeding her like a child and drinking glutinous rice oil tea, he walked to the square table, skillfully picked up two pieces of pig blood sausage, cut them into thin slices, and after cutting, washed the pot, put oil, put the cut pig blood sausage into the pot, and skillfully stir-fried it......

She watched him stir-fry, not like ordinary people mediocre, but invisibly with a sense of elegance that was pleasing to the eye. used to be in the kitchen of Batian Island, watching him stir-fry, she was very moved.

It's been a few months, and it's still the same.

In fact, he is very busy, there are always many, many things entangled, he can let his subordinates do everything, and everything comes first to her. Even cooking, he always does it himself for her.

"I can't see that you still fry pork blood sausage." She smiled at the corners of her lips. In fact, pig blood sausage is a famous dish in many places.

He sat on a small stool beside the fire, and when he looked up, he saw her beautiful smile, and the cold heart that was warmed by her beat faster, "Not only can I fry, but I can also cook." ”

"Really?"

"Two catties of pig blood, half a catty of pig's small intestine, and the seasoning is 1.6 cents of pepper, 8 cents of salt, 53 cents of coriander, 1.3 cents of monosodium glutamate, and 5.3 cents of pepper. After putting the pig's blood into the basin, the clotted pieces should be crushed, and then the white broth is heated, the seasoning and the pig's blood are stirred evenly, and the washed pig's small intestine is poured into the small intestine of the pig, and the mouths at both ends are tied with a rope. ”

"You really know how to do it." Feng Jingyun raised his eyebrows, in ancient times, there was no such unit of measurement as 'gram', and money was used. Converting one penny in ancient times is equal to 3.72 grams in modern times.

His eyes were gentle, "You forgot? As I said, I would learn how to cook for you. ”