Bai Chuwei couldn't help sighing, men are really fickle, and just now they said that they were five benevolent, so they turned around and asked them to change the stuffing.

If it were usual, Bai Chuwei would never be so good-tempered, and she would really change her stuffing.

Duan Feihan didn't pick other stuffings, he stood beside Bai Chuwei, smelling the faint medicinal fragrance overflowing from her body, and looked down at her fine white onions, with a lot of flour on her fingers, her temperament was ethereal and cold, and at this time, it added a worldly fireworks.

Even before, she only gave Cao Jinhai a recipe and asked Chef Cao to prepare a table of delicacies to sacrifice the death day of Bai Yueguang, but now she cooks it herself.

However...... Duan Feihan's lips pursed slightly, this didn't seem like a good thing.

Although she has not cooked by herself for more than 5,000 years, the mooncakes made by Bai Chuwei herself are still decent, and after they are all pressed with molds, they can be put in the oven.

After a while, he smelled the aroma of moon cakes overflowing from the oven, Bai Chuwei took it out, pushed the carved wooden plate in front of him, and smiled: "Oh, it's made for you, I hope the cold Mid-Autumn Festival is happy." ”

Duan Feihan gently tugged at the corner of his lips, reached out and took a piece of mooncake that had been chilled and took a bite.

The sweetness of lotus paste inside instantly filled the entire mouth.

He leaned on the dining table and ate the mooncake slowly: "Can you tell me why?" ”

Bai Chuwei groaned and said cautiously: "I have already asked Wanwan to check your mother's affairs, and it should be the internal ruling of the Demon Domain." ”

Wanwan's current level is not high enough, they can only check these contents, and they don't know the reason.

Bai Chuwei didn't want to deceive Duan Feihan, because it was useless, Duan Feihan, the villain, already suspected the cause of his mother's death, and sooner or later he had to find out the truth.

The ancestors have always looked down on the so-called "white lies", and to put it bluntly, they still lie and deceive people. So she didn't hide it, but chose to tell it directly.

No matter what status she is or how old she is, her mother has a pivotal position.

Even if Duan Feihan is a tool workaholic villain in the text, he has flesh and blood and emotions at this time.

Duan Fei looked at Bai Chuwei steadily, his eyes gradually became solemn, and his broad shoulders tightened unconsciously.

Internal, ruling.

Although there had already been speculation, after being confirmed, Duan Feihan's mood gradually fluctuated.

The man's tall body was gently embraced by Bai Chuwei, her slender and warm arms gently climbed onto his shoulders, and her fingers slid down his neck into Duan Fei's inky hair.

Bai Chuwei coaxed softly: "Don't be too sad. ”

Bai Chuwei rarely spoke softly, like a gentle rain falling on her heart in the morning, moistening the heart that had begun to decay.

Duan Feihan slowed down for a while, tugged at the corners of his mouth and asked in a low voice, "Are you coaxing children?" ”

I also patted his back gently with the palm of my hand, which was not much different from coaxing a child.

Duan Feihan vaguely remembered that the day Bai Chu came to Duan's house was shortly after his mother "committed suicide", and at that time he had fallen into a deep self-autism, and she coaxed him like this at that time.

Bai Chuwei chuckled: "Whoever is in front of me is a child." ”

What's wrong with her doing this?

Duan Feihan pulled her hand off the back of his head, and looked straight at her with deep eyes like the sea: "Then do you know how to coax a man?" ”