Feng looked at them in confusion for a while, then suddenly his eyes froze, and he sat up with his body propped up.

"I've been hungry for a day, and I have a lot of things I want to eat, so you can ask Grandpa Li to prepare more, okay?"

As the saying goes, you are afraid of three bowls of rice.

So at this moment, I heard her say that she was hungry, and Jun Moying didn't care if it was late or not, and hurriedly instructed Li Detong to prepare more appetizing side dishes, plus some pastries and cakes.

Li Detong glanced at Feng Qian with a complicated expression, as if he was grateful and admired.

Sure enough, it is not unreasonable for the emperor to favor this master. Look at this transparency, it's not something that ordinary people can have.

Obviously he still has a fever, but his brain is so bright, just by looking at his expression, I can guess what he wants to say.

Although he usually looks confused, he doesn't drop the chain at the critical moment.

Jun Moying originally wanted to ask Dongyang Liuyue to come in and serve Feng Qian to dress, but then she gave up, straightened up the whole case, and got up and walked towards her. Knowing that this little thing was lazy, Jun Moying simply abandoned those cumbersome clothes, found two thick jackets for her to put on, and covered them tightly.

Li Detong soon returned with people.

Seeing that Feng Qian had no intention of getting out of bed, he moved a small table, rested on the bed, and put all the food on it.

Then the group of people withdrew with interest.

Jun Moying's expression lowered his eyes intently, just like the appearance he had when he had just approved the chapter, Feng Qian laughed almost inaudibly: "Hey, to be honest, you didn't go to eat just now, did you?" ”

Jun Moying raised his eyebrows, but the action of serving porridge did not slow down by half a minute.

It wasn't until the whole bowl was filled that she handed it to Feng Qian, and then took chopsticks and put some side dishes in her bowl.

didn't get an answer, Feng Qian was not annoyed, reached out to take the bowl, and put it down in front of him. Immediately, he pushed the entire cup of porridge in front of Jun Moying, and said with a smile: "For the sake of your cousin, the rest is yours." ”

After a pause, he hurriedly added: "Don't refuse, otherwise I'll be angry!" You just fooled me! ”

Jun Moying was stunned and helpless.

This little thing, where did he fool her, but he couldn't bear to refuse. But she was sick, and let him go out to eat, and he was really not in the mood. So it became what she called "flickering".

"Alright, I don't refuse. Let's eat it quickly, I haven't eaten for a day. Jun Moying said, really lowered his head and began to drink porridge.

Feng Qian was satisfied, poked a lotus root flour ball and threw it into the bowl, and ate it with the porridge. It's hot, it warms up to the stomach, and even the heart warms up.

Under normal circumstances, only Feng Qian can do such things as drinking porridge with the whole cup.

So pulling a man down from the unattainable altar at this moment, Feng Qian felt extremely happy.

It's just that after staring at him for a while, Feng Qian became more and more entangled. Even if this man does this kind of thing, does he look so elegant? Could it be that temperament is really innate and cannot be changed?

No, no, no, Feng Qian will never admit this.

"What are you staring at me, still not eating?" Jun Moying raised his eyes and glanced at her, his eyes slightly horizontal.

It seemed to be a very casual action, but it made Feng Qian's mouth water. Grandma drops, this charming little appearance!

Feng Qian touched his chin and smiled obscenely: "This kind of porridge and side dishes, where can it compare to the emperor's beautiful and delicious food?" (Zilang)