"We'll only go back in the evening." Feng Fengjing didn't give Zhao Zilu time to comfort herself, and said a cold sentence to completely extinguish her expectations.

Feng Fengjing nodded, then stood up with Zhao Zilu in his arms, and walked in the direction of the wooden house: "Yes, we will go back at night, so you can bear with it, don't you just not eat for a day, you won't die of hunger." ”

Zhao Zilu raised his head and blinked depressedly, he was hungry, but the taste of hunger was really uncomfortable, so he couldn't help sighing, and pinned all his emotions on the flowers next to him.

Feng Fengjing chuckled silently, just carried her all the way forward, the butterflies flew by beside them, leaving a beautiful scenery around them, and the birds flew by, leaving a moving song around them.

It's so beautiful and beautiful, such a landscape, such a picture, it seems that it can only appear in dreams, but it appears in reality, Zhao Zilu's eyes glanced at the butterflies flying around him, and the birds flying overhead, and somewhere in his heart seemed to be slowly melting, Shen Lun.

Raising her head to look at the man who was holding her, her heart began to beat violently, his handsome face, sunny smile, and the firmness in his eyes struck her heart deeply, and even the mole on his forehead made her heart beat wildly.

It's over, it's over, what's going on, it's hard to say that I'm in love with him.

Zhao Zilu lowered her head, with a look of remorse, how could she like him, he was the prince, so good, she liked him, didn't she find hardship for herself?

No, no, you have to forget him, you can't like him.

"Here we are."

After a long time, Zhao Zilu was interrupted by Feng Fengjing, and at this time they had already arrived at the wooden house.

"Oh."

Zhao Zilu hurriedly lowered her head, trying not to let Feng Fengjing see her expression, let alone let him see through her thoughts, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

Feng Fengjing shook her head with a chuckle, then she put it on a chair and brought a stool to help her put her feet on it: "You wait here, I'll go to the back and make breakfast for you." ”

After saying that, he left quickly.

Zhao Zilu nodded, looking at the qiē he made carefully for her, and couldn't help but have a happy smile on his face, wait a minute, he said to make breakfast, that is to say, there is breakfast, then he lied to himself just now, and Zhao Zilu's face began to turn from sunny to cloudy.

Turning her head to look behind, she was not mistaken, he was actually burning the fire and washing the pot, God, this is hitting her vision, or testing her ability to accept, a dignified prince, actually cooking.

Watching his fluent movements, Zhao Zilu couldn't help but be stunned, and at the same time she was thinking jealously in her heart, if anyone marries him, it must be very, very happy, a typical rich and handsome, plus a warm man, and then a line appeared in her mind, there is only one person in the country, there is no need to miss it.

More than ten minutes later, he finished the meal, it was noodles, he first served a bowl to Zhao Zilu, and then ran over with a sweaty smile and put it on the table next to Zhao Zilu, and then sat down next to her: "How about it, try my craft today." ”

Zhao Zilu laughed softly, and took out a handkerchief from her arms, and gently wiped the sweat off Feng Fengjing's forehead, who was sitting next to her: "Well, I think it must be delicious." ”

After speaking, she picked up the noodles on the table and ate them slowly, the taste was really good, in this era when there was no MSG and no soy sauce, he was the only one who could make this taste.

Feng Fengjing still stayed at the moment when Zhao Zilu just helped him wipe his sweat, he never thought that a woman with such a big grin also had such a gentle side, and then looked at her, at this time her face was full of satisfaction and happy smiles, and she couldn't help but think in her heart, how good it would be if time stayed here, but he knew that it was impossible.

"Why don't you eat it, don't you?"

Seeing that Feng Fengjing was sitting next to her and didn't move, Zhao Zilu couldn't help frowning, there wouldn't be just one bowl, then if he ate it himself, wouldn't he be hungry, seeing that he had worked hard for a long time just now, and he had smoked his face.