Huang Yu's expression has always been faint, and the delicacies of the mountains and seas in front of her can't arouse her interest, the most fundamental reason is actually the man in front of her, who makes her disgusted by falsehood.

Feng Qiao couldn't see through her thoughts, he thought that Huang Yu had no appetite because she was pregnant, not only in her eyes, but also in her heart. If adults don't eat it, how can children be good?

"Whoa!" Feng Qiao flicked his sleeves, and all the dishes in front of him fell to the ground, and Huang Yu looked at all this coldly, and his expression did not change in the slightest.

"Someone!"

A little maid ran over tremblingly, and hurriedly knelt at Feng Qiao's feet. "What does the prince command?" Today, the prince has already whisked two tables of dishes, each of which can catch up with her for several years, and she feels distressed when she looks at it.

"Tell the kitchenette to remake another table of dishes until the princess opens her mouth to eat!"

"Yes!" The little maid lowered her eyes, and withdrew in a panic, and one did not pay attention, she tripped over the threshold, and the whole person fell to the ground, and she quickly ran out despite the bleeding wound on her hand.

Huang Yu sighed softly.

Soon, a brand new table of dishes was served, Feng Qiao took off his gorgeous black robe and hung it on the hanger, rolled up his sleeves and held the dishes and chopsticks, and personally prepared the dishes for Huang Yu.

The chef who prepared this table was carefully selected by Feng Qiao from all over the country for a month because of the taste of Huang Yu, and even the chefs of the imperial dining room today cannot compare to their craftsmanship. The cooks bring out the best ingredients and housekeeping skills, but they can't make the beauties smile.

Except for drinking a bowl of porridge in the morning, Huang Yu has not eaten anything yet, even if he does not have a little appetite psychologically, he is still a little hungry physically.

The softest part of the bird is the tongue, a plate of spicy fried bird tongue with small tip red pepper is spicy and fresh, sprinkled with coriander red and green, very good-looking. The fragrance flowed down the air, bewitching Huang Yu's sense of smell. Huang Yu couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Feng Qiao caught this little look, hooked his lips and smiled, picked up a new porcelain bowl, and used chopsticks to pick out the bird tongue in the spicy fried bird's tongue.

"Grunt~" Huang Yu's stomach suddenly screamed. She hurriedly covered her stomach, blushing, and tried to find a crack in the ground to get into.

I'm hungry. Feng Qiao hooked his lips and smiled.

He picked up a stool, walked over to Huang Yu and put it down, scooped up the milk oatmeal with a spoon, blew it lightly, and tested the temperature with his lips. Well, the temperature is just right. After handing the spoon to Huang Yu's mouth, Huang Yu turned his head to dodge, Feng Qiao was not angry, still smiling at her, and said softly in a child's tone: "Good, chili hurts the stomach, drink some porridge first, warm the stomach, and then let's eat spicy food, okay?" ”

Don't turn your head.

Feng Qiao approached, his breath brushed the hair on the back of Huang Yu's neck, there was a feeling of itching, Huang Yu dodged, and Feng Qiao grabbed his shoulder, unable to move for a while. Feng Qiao gasped softly in Huang Yu's ear, his soft lips seemed to touch Huang Yu's neck, and he said in a low voice: "If you don't turn your head again, I'll use my mouth."

Huang Yu was startled, and quickly turned his head to look at him, but he didn't expect that the distance was too close, and the two lips fit together perfectly, Huang Yu's eyes widened, and he saw himself surprised in Feng Qiao's inky black eyes like a deep pool.

Feng Qiao obviously didn't expect this, he didn't react for a while, and the soft touch like petals on his lips made him want to ask for more, but thinking about Huang Yu's body, Feng Qiao suppressed his thoughts fiercely.

Huang Yu reacted first, and hurriedly pushed him away, wiping his lips repeatedly with a handkerchief.

Feng Qiao was not angry, like a cat that had successfully stolen fish, gently touching his lips with his fingertips, as if he was nostalgic for the feeling just now.

Huang Yu took the milk oatmeal porridge and drank it in a big gulp to hide the embarrassment just now.

Angry! How could it be so careless!

The blush stained her palm-sized little face, Feng Qiao looked at it gently, and was secretly happy in his heart, he had seen many phoenix feathers, but it was the first time he had seen such an annoyed and angry phoenix feather. It seems a little childish. Feng Qiao resisted the urge to rub Huang Yu's head, picked up the spicy bird tongue, and then picked up a piece with chopsticks, blew it, and handed it to Huang Yu's mouth.

Huang Yu couldn't resist the temptation of the fragrance and ate it in one bite.

Seeing this, Feng Qiao smiled and continued to feed.

Huang Yu continued to eat.

After a while, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his smooth forehead, and Huang Yu had already eaten two bowls of rice on the bird's tongue, but he still couldn't stop wanting to eat. Seeing that a plate of spicy dishes had bottomed out, Huang Yu's eyes couldn't help glancing at the door, looking at the little maid standing at the door, and wanted her to order the kitchen to make another one.

Feng Qiao saw Huang Yu's careful thoughts, and reminded him gently: "There is only this one plate today, eating too much hurts your stomach"

Huang Yu glanced at Feng Qiao strangely, lowered his head and continued to pick up rice.

The consequence of eating too much at noon is that you can't sleep in the afternoon. The stomach swelled like a ball, Huang Yu turned over and over and wanted to vomit, Feng Qiao quietly walked in, sat on the soft step, and used his palm to press against Huang Yu's stomach to relieve her bloating pain.

Huang Yu resisted a little at first, like a vigilant kitten, his body burrowed into the quilt, and only two eyes were left staring at Feng Qiao fiercely.

"You can't sleep well, my daughter can't sleep well, I feel sorry for my daughter" Feng Qiao frowned slightly.

He knew that Huang Yu would not accept all his overtures now, and only by saying this would Huang Yu accept it in the face of the child.

Huang Yu didn't say anything to refute him, and obediently lay flat, and gradually fell asleep in the warm air flow of his stomach.

Feng Qiao touched her stomach that was no longer purring, and moved his palm down, covering Huang Yu's flat lower abdomen, where he was pregnant with his long-awaited daughter.

As the saying goes, sour and spicy girls are especially obvious in Huang Yu. She used to have a very bland taste, but as soon as she became pregnant, her taste changed drastically. When I was pregnant with Qiuchen, I loved to eat sour, and I put half a spoonful of vinegar on the plate, and I almost drank it with vinegar. This time I love spicy food so much, there is no doubt that she is a daughter. The corners of Feng Qiao's mouth hooked a beautiful arc, what a cute villain he and Huang Yu's daughter must be.

Gradually, the sound of steady breathing came, Feng Qiao leaned down and kissed Huang Yu's lower abdomen. The white jade-like fingers brushed away the broken hair in front of her for her, and the soft lips kissed her slightly cool forehead.

At this time, she put away her claws, quiet like a child, how good it would be if she had been like this. Feng Qiao thought secretly. I will let this deceitful life end as soon as possible, and let you be a happy queen, when the time comes, I will accompany Yu'er every day, okay?

Thinking of this, Feng Qiao's eyes sharpened, he got up and looked out the window fixedly, picked up the teacup and took a sip. The corners of his mouth curled with an evil spirit.

This capital will soon change.