Seeing Feng Jiao shake her head, Ling Yuan frowned at first, but quickly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Little chef, you shake your head to show that you don't want to see him, right? Okay, I'll let Lingshan reject him. Ling Yuan curled his lips and said.

Feng Jiao: "......"

Please don't take chicken feathers as arrows, okay?! Didn't you say I didn't want to see him, so I shook my head?!

Feng Jiao raised her little claws and tugged at Ling Yuan's sleeve, watching Ling Yuan shake her head again and again.

The curvature of the corners of Ling Yuan's lips deepened a little: "Oh." I understand. Not only do you not want to see him, you really don't want to see him. Guess right? ”

Feng Jiao: "......"

You can pretend to be confused for me!

Are you so hostile to Brother Xue Yan that you think I can't see it?

Why don't I want to see him, it's clear that I don't want to see him, right?

She rolled her eyes and raised her little paw to point in the direction of the desk.

Ling Yuan picked her up, pretended not to see her, and continued to instruct Lingshan: "Lingshan, you go and tell Xue Yan Gongzi that it is inconvenient for the little chef to see him now, let him go back." ”

Watching her master and Miss Feng Jiao fighting wits and courage, showing that she was pretending to be confused, but Miss Feng Jiao, who had been turned into a little white cat, had no way to take their master at the moment, she could only stare at their master with a pair of big eyes, looking at their master accusatory, Lingshan was about to laugh.

finally waited for the master's order, he hurriedly smiled and agreed, ran out of the room, and went to the lobby of the wine store to find Xue Yan to reply.

After Lingshan walked out of the room, Feng Jiao immediately pursed her mouth at Ling Yuan, broke free from his embrace, turned her back to him, and didn't look at him.

Seeing this, Ling Yuan couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

It's over, it's over.

He just thought that if he didn't let her meet that annoying Xue Yan, his heart would be very happy, but he forgot to consider her own wishes.

Now the little cook must be angry with him!

How should he coax the fried little chef?

Ling Yuan's eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of something.

"Little chef, I'm hungry." He leaned over to her side, raised his hand and rubbed the fluff on her back, and said aggrievedly.

Feng Jiao couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

The meow fairy she chose herself, even if she kneels, she has to be petted!

Even if he makes some small mistakes, she should tolerate him, forgive him, warm him, and let him see the beauty of this world.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, took out a fairy peach from the space and pushed it to him, and then turned her back to him.

Seeing this, Ling Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

Although the little cook was very angry, she still couldn't bear to see him starving, doesn't this mean......

It shows that the weight in his heart is far heavier than that Xue Yan.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a little complacent.

He found that since the ambiguous layer of window paper in his heart was pierced by Jiang Nanlei's nonsense, he has grown up extremely fast in how to please the little chef, faster than the little chef's Buyun boots!

Although Ling Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, when he saw that although Feng Jiao gave him a peach, he still turned his back to him and ignored him, he frowned, rolled his eyes, and continued to be aggrieved......