Feng Fengjing didn't answer, he wanted to see what she would do if there was only one bowl. "What, is there really only one bowl? All right. ”

Zhao Zilu flew a few crows above her head, fortunately she asked, otherwise he would be hungry, after frowning tightly, she asked hard: "Are you afraid of dirty?" ”

Feng Fengjing couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, what did she mean by this?

Zhao Zilu looked at Feng Fengjing and still didn't speak, she couldn't help but be embarrassed, she looked at the noodles she had just eaten a few bites in her hand, frowned tightly, picked up the chopsticks, and slowly ate a few bites, and then made a full gap: "I'm full, if you don't dislike it, then eat it, I don't know that there is only one bowl, otherwise I will give it to you first." ”

After saying that, she lowered her head embarrassedly, thinking to herself that there was only one bowl.

Feng Fengjing smiled dumbly, it turned out that she meant this, he took the bowl in Zhao Zilu's hand, and ate it in a big gulp, not even letting go of the soup, and a sweet smile appeared in his eyes.

Feng Fengjing's actions made Zhao Zilu speechless, is this an indirect kiss?

I guess he doesn't know.

But obviously there is only one bowl of noodles, why doesn't he divide it into two bowls, is it afraid that he won't be full?

Thinking about it, she couldn't help laughing, picked up the handkerchief again, and helped Feng Fengjing wipe the dust off her face: "Don't be so stupid next time." ”

"Well, there won't be a next time, because I'll bring many, many noodles with me."

After the noodles were finished, Feng Fengjing hurriedly took the bowl and ran to the back, and while Zhao Zilu was not paying attention, he quickly poured out the remaining bowl of noodles in the pot, and then brushed the bowl clean.

"I'm done eating, I'm going to wash the dishes, you sit here first."

He wants to bring noodles over, which means that in the future, they will only eat noodles when they go to play.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zilu's heart began to cry, is there any mistake.

"Alright, let's go look elsewhere."

Feng Fengjing, who finished washing the dishes, wiped her hands with a rag, and then picked up Zhao Zilu again and walked towards the other one.

"Where?"

Zhao Zilu looked in the direction of progress, and there was a group of purple flowers in front of her, but Feng Fengjing did not stop, but continued to walk forward.

"You'll know when you get there."

Feng Fengjing smiled softly, lowered his head and glanced at the person in his arms, and then hurried forward, and after more than ten minutes, they stopped in a cluster of purple roses.

"Here we are."

Zhao Zilu looked in front of her and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, why did he bring her here.

Feng Fengjing put Zhao Zilu in the sea of flowers, and then sat down next to her.

"I picked all the other flowers except this flower, and after picking them in the morning, I sent them outside in the afternoon, and then I had to call someone to move them."

"Oh."

Zhao Zilu nodded, and suddenly remembered a question: "You send flowers in the afternoon, what about me?" ”

"Stay here."

Feng Feng didn't think about it, so he said it, then stood up and started his work, picking flowers.

Looking at Feng Fengjing's serious expression, Zhao Zilu couldn't help laughing, and then it was so good to be sick, not only did she not have to walk, but she couldn't do anything else, thinking about it, she couldn't help but feel lost: Is she staying here alone in the afternoon?

There will be wild beasts here.

"Zilu, give."

Seeing that Zhao Zilu was bored there, Feng Fengjing seemed to be playing a trick, and didn't know where to conjure a lotus pod, and threw it at Zhao Zilu: "I didn't eat enough in the morning, eat this to fill my stomach, reduce the fire, and pass the time." ”

Feng Fengjing's technique was really accurate, unbiased, and just threw it on Zhao Zilu's skirt, Zhao Zilu glanced at Feng Fengjing in the distance, and then picked up the lotus pod, the rice grains were very full, but I didn't know whether it was sweet or not.

Near noon, Feng Fengjing finally finished picking, he carried a large bag of flowers to Zhao Zilu's direction, then put the bag there, and then picked up Zhao Zilu: "Let's go, let's go back to the wooden house first, and then come back to get it later." ”

"Hmm."

Zhao Zilu nodded, and began to mumble in her heart again: What to eat at noon?