At the dinner table, Ye Fuyi, who came side by side with Feng Qingzhan, was full of embarrassment, and his smile was extremely reluctant.

Why couldn't she think about it just now, so she had to scold Feng Qingzhan when he didn't go far?

Thirteen waited on the side, seeing that his county lord's face was not good, and he didn't dare to take a breath of air, for fear of provoking her unhappy.

"I've slept for a long time, eat more."

Between the rise and fall of the chopsticks in Feng Qingzhan's hand, the bowl in front of Ye Fu's clothes had already been folded.

Ye Fuyi glanced at it, and couldn't help but sigh: "The prince is evenly sandwiched, fat and thin." ”

Hearing her words, she didn't really praise her, Feng Qingzhan hooked her lips shallowly, and replied with a dark and inexplicable smile.

Ye Fuyi suddenly felt a slight chill on his back, and looking at his smile, he felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, it didn't happen to him when he laughed!

was depressed in his heart, and Ye Fuyi couldn't scold anything anymore, so he simply turned his anger into appetite.

"Little Thirteen's craftsmanship is really good." Ye Fuyi ate happily, and did not forget to raise his head and praise the thirteenth sentence.

The little girl who was praised grinned happily, and her praise for Ye Fuyi was very useful.

"It's good if the county lord likes it, these dishes are specially ordered by the prince to be made by the slaves, saying that the county lord likes ......"

Thirteen's voice gradually became quieter, and he didn't dare to meet Shang Ye's suspicious eyes.

She turned her head to glance at Feng Qingzhan, and said with a cold smile: "Then the county lord has to thank the prince." ”

This stinky man, why didn't he hesitate when he threatened her at the beginning?

But now that he cares, he looks like a qualified fiancé.

Even when he heard her scolding him first, he just smiled, and he didn't seem to be alone as before.

Feng Qingzhan saw the change in Ye Fuyi's expression clearly, his eyes were slightly dull, and he didn't bother to open his mouth to explain.

Anyway, the time is still long, and sooner or later he will let her know his sincerity.

After eating and drinking, Ye Fuyi took advantage of the fact that he was not sleepy, and simply climbed over the wall to look at the scenery.

"It's best to drink alcohol in the right month, but unfortunately there is no alcohol." Ye Fuyi lay lazily on the eaves, and his words were quite cool.

She has been in this era for so long, and she has never found a sister in the organization.

It seems that she was the only one who died in the mountains and forests that day.

Before the mission, the boss had said to be careful about this trip, and she did pay attention, but she never thought that the place where someone had tampered with her was a parachute.

There are many people who want her to die, but there are not many people who have the ability to use their hands and feet on the parachute.

Who the hell is it?

Ye Fuyi was thinking about it, but he only heard movement from the corridor.

"Who?" Speaking vigilantly, Ye Fuyi's originally lazy and cold eyes were more vigilant.

In this life, although she is not as full of enemies as she was at the beginning, there are still people in Nanqi who want her to die.

Those members of the Ye family, aren't they just waiting for her to die now?

"How much do you drink?"

Feng Qingzhan's cold voice came from under the corridor, although it was much gentler than when they first met, but it still carried the chill of thawing in early spring.

The vigilance in Ye Fu's eyes instantly dissipated, and only a light smile remained.

"It's almost time, the prince is so interested, and he came out to see the scenery so late?" Standing up with the tiles, Ye Fuyi glanced at the reflection under the eaves restlessly, and was also a little curious why he didn't rest.

When he was in Yiwang's Mansion, this Ke has always gone to bed early and got up early, and he has always been self-disciplined.

At this time in the past, it would be difficult for her to see Feng Qingzhan, not to mention that someone took the initiative to come?

Feng Qingzhan did not answer, but his body moved slightly, and he flew up with light skills.

By the time Ye Fuyi reacted and was about to uncover the tiles and beat people, Feng Qingzhan had already sat down on the eaves beside her, her body straight.

Feng Qingzhan hooked her lips and smiled, met her angry eyes, and raised the wine jug in her hand.

Ye Fuyi's eyes fell on the wine jug, and he looked at him with his eyebrows slightly raised, and most of his anger had gone.

"Did you bring any snacks with you?" Ye Fuyi reached out and took the wine jug, looked at his other free hand, and became teasing.

Feng Qingzhan is not good at stinky farts on weekdays, and he definitely doesn't think about packing and eating the current snacks.

Under Ye Fuyi's ridiculous eyes, Feng Qingzhan generously took out a stack of packaged fruit points from his sleeve.

"You ......" Ye Fuyi smiled and took the oil paper package handed by Feng Qingzhan.

This Feng Qingzhan looks cold on weekdays, who would have thought that he would use his sleeves to hold food?

Even if she says it to the ruthless them, they may not believe it.

But Feng Qingzhan not only did this, but also brought a lot of snacks and dishes.

Ye Fuyi looked at the peanuts and shortbread in them, smiled happily, and after putting them aside, he grabbed them directly with his hands and ate them.

"Do you want to try it too?" Ye Fuyi smashed his mouth and tilted his head to look at him.

This person has been detained on weekdays and does not feel tired, although he has relaxed a lot on the way here, but he looks different from ordinary people in the end.

With this stinky temper, even if it is a good face, I am afraid that it is destined to be the material for beating a bachelor.

It's no wonder that there was no woman around him to serve him before, and there was once gossip about broken sleeves. Even now that they have a marriage contract, she still has some doubts about whether the rumors that he likes men are true or false.

Although he doesn't like girls very much, after all, his identity is there, and there is a face that is enough to deceive others, and there are many girls who want to marry him.

Ye Fuyi's suspicious gaze was too hot, even if Feng Qingzhan deliberately wanted to ignore it, he couldn't.

"But there are words on this king's face?" He asked, frowning.

"No, it's good-looking." Ye Fuyi pursed her mouth, and she was vaguely unconvinced when she spoke.

Although Thirteen and Fourteen praised her as rare in heaven and less in the world, she always felt that this face was a lot inferior to Feng Qingzhan as soon as she came to her.

A man is more beautiful than a woman, you say, isn't this a heavenly injustice?

Feng Qingzhan hooked his lips because of Ye Fuyi's praise, and his smiling eyes seemed to hide stars, which were particularly dazzling in the night, which was intoxicating.

Ye Fuyi is not a lustful person, but he has no ability to resist such a beautiful scenery.

If there is anything in the world that can compare to this situation, it is only the joy when she managed to survive in the first place.

Although it is a bit abrupt to say this, she really has nothing else to compare with in the organization, let alone half of the joy at the moment.

Under Ye Fuyi's shallow smile, Feng Qingzhan's thin lips moved slightly, and said with a smile: "If you look good, you can take a few more looks, this king can't ask for it." ”

Ye Fuyi laughed because of his words, opened the mud seal on the wine jar in his hand, and sneered: "Although the beauty is good-looking, but the wine is even more of a sinner, wouldn't it be happy to raise a glass to the moon?" ”

The mellow aroma of the wine entered the nose, which made Ye Fuyi's smile even more.