Rong Yi raised his hand and rolled a piece of white cloth onto the long platform and put her on it.

Someone who was embarrassed didn't dare to look at Rong Yi directly, and was about to jump off the long platform, but seeing Rong Yi's fingers flick lightly, she could only sit on it obediently, staring at him with wide eyes.

Taking out a handkerchief from his arms, Rong Yi approached forward, the ink-dyed green silk slid down his arm to his chest, picked up her injured left index finger, looked at the wound above, wiped the blood on it carefully, and asked slowly:

"How do you run to the kitchen to play?"

She's not the one who doesn't come to the kitchen to play.

His eyes fell on Rong Yi's jade-like fingers, and then at her bleeding fingers, Ming Yulong's mouth pursed slightly.

No, it was only for him that he went into the kitchen to make it like this, and he didn't let him know the way in secret, wouldn't it be impossible to draw it.

She is not a person who likes to hide all her love and devotion in the bottom of her heart.

What he has done for him, you have to let him know.

She flattened her mouth, picked at the tablecloth with the fingers of her right hand, and snorted: "It's not because Nanzhi made something that you didn't come out to eat, I want to cook a dish for you to eat." ”

Rong Yi glanced up at her and smiled lightly, "As a result, Miss Mingda, who has never touched a kitchen knife, did not cut the dish, but cut her own hands." ”

"You're still laughing!" Ming Yulong glared at him indignantly, "If you hadn't come out for breakfast, how would I have come to the kitchen?" Now you're still gloating. ”

Rong Yi hung his head, his long eyelashes blinking slightly, "Why do you want to cook for me today?" ”

In the past, he didn't have to eat, and she had people make it and send it over.

"Because Nanzhi is gone, no one cooks."

"Nanzhi will prepare meals before she goes out, and today Wanjian Villa will go to Feihemen to find Nanzhi, she has long known that she will not leave an empty kitchen to go out." Rong Yi said lightly.

If people are too smart, they are trouble.

Tell a lie and you will be seen through at once.

Ming Yulong was too lazy to bother with brain cells, so he simply said: "Because you ignore me, I came back cold early in the morning, and I didn't come out when I had breakfast, which was weird." ”

Rong Yi sprinkled medicine on her wound and looked up at her, "You think I'm weird and weird?" ”

His eyes looked at him lightly, not to blame, but it made Ming Yulong's heart soft as water.

Probably because I like him.

"I knew that it was wrong for me to stop you from killing Yanluo just now, but when I fell, we fought in the dark, and he thought I was the quasi-successor when he was very ruthless, and when he saw that it was me, he didn't assassinate again.

When I was in the basement hall with him, the owner of Wanzhuang almost found me, and he took me to hide on the roof.

If he really wanted to kill me like he did last time in the woods, in the underground halls and dark holes, he had countless opportunities to sprinkle "Grim Bone Powder" on me, but he didn't.

Of course, I also knew that if I was found out at that time, he would not have been able to escape. Or that after the "dark bone powder" is used on me, he may fail when he meets a prospective successor.

However, I can't tell why, I don't think he wants to kill me as much as he imagined. And he also told me a few things about the Yin Holy Sect. ”

Ming Yulong grabbed his slender fingers, and a slightly cool breath came from the fingertip contact, and she waited for a while