In the evening, Feng Xuan walked in and watched Lan Ruoyi doing her own thing there as usual. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Today, I deliberately delayed for a while, I was afraid that Yi'er would keep giving herself a cold look, and she would be the king of a country anyway, so it would be too shameless.

But looking at her current situation, she doesn't seem to be very angry.

"Master, are you here~ Have you eaten? Is there still millet porridge stewed in the kitchen? A bowl? ”

Lan Ruoyi watched Feng Xuan walk in, got up to help him undress, and asked.

Feng Xuan nodded, he really didn't eat much in the afternoon.

When eating, Feng Xuan felt wrong, Yi'er not only did not show her face today, but even had a special 'enthusiasm' for herself?

"Master~To you~"

"Do you want anything?"

Even in normal times, there is almost no such treatment, unless......

Feng Xuan put down his chopsticks, and then said, "Say, what did you do again?" Did you smash the big blue and white glass vase? Or can't you make an embroidered handkerchief? ”

When Lan Ruo heard this, he was embarrassed, this person ......

But when it comes to Xi'er's embroidered handkerchief~~~~~ (>_