On the evening of this day, after dinner and cultivation, Feng Jiao entered the room and began to be busy with another matter.

Some time ago, while harvesting duck meat, the system also harvested a lot of duck feathers.

Feng Jiao paid some money and asked the system to help process the duck feathers into duck down.

Because duck down is not a food product, there is an additional cost to process it.

She takes out the system's processed eiderdown and prepares to make it into a duvet.

From childhood to adulthood, in addition to following her grandfather to work in the fields and forests, in addition to learning to cook, she also sat on the kang with her grandmother to do needlework.

Coupled with her natural ingenuity, her eiderdown duvet was made very quickly, and it only took three nights to complete.

Stroking the light and soft, but extremely warm duck down quilt, the first thought in Feng Jiao's heart was to give this quilt to Meow Daxian to brush a wave of favorability.

But when she thought about it, Meow Daxian seemed to come to her every night to ask for a touch, and then rest with her.

So...... Well, this eiderdown seems to be better on my side.

In addition to the eiderdown quilt, she also made two chicken feather shuttlecocks and prepared them for the little girl Qin Shihan.

Seeing that it was time to rest at night, Ling Yuan was pacing around the room and hesitating.

I don't know why, as soon as he remembered that this afternoon, a certain little cook suddenly approached him and spoke in his ear, he felt that her fresh and gentle breath seemed to be close at hand, and then there was a burst of irregular heartbeat......

Things seem to be getting a little worse, and this complication of insomnia seems to be getting worse.

But tonight's ice herring meat stuffed dumplings, he obviously ate a lot.

Why didn't they bring much healing?

What's more important is that now he has an arrhythmia when he thinks of a certain little chef, which makes him how to turn into a black cat and go to the little chef to rest!

But without her by his side, if he couldn't feel her breath, he couldn't feel at ease at all, and he didn't want to rest well.

On the other side, Feng Jiao suddenly thought of something, and quickly threaded the needle and thread in her hand, and made a pillow with the remaining duck down, ready to be used as a temporary cat nest for Meow Daxian.

Well, Meow Daxian will definitely feel more comfortable lying on such a soft and comfortable cushion and enjoying her touch.

But even the pillow was made here, and there was no movement from Meow Daxian.

The young lady has a little square heart.

Oh no, it's because she's in a hurry and scares the little guy, right?

In order to remedy it in time, she rolled her eyes, ran to the kitchen, used the remaining ice herring meat filling to make small balls, quickly made pearl fish ball soup, and walked to the door of Ling Yuan's room with two bowls of soup.

"Ah Ling, you open the door, I'll send you supper."

Ling Yuan struggled for a moment, but still opened the door.

Seeing that he finally opened the door, Feng Jiao bent her lower lip slightly.

Tsk, if you want to conquer a cold and arrogant cat, sure enough, it is still the most effective means of food feeding.

She put the supper on the table, urging him to eat while it was hot, and she was not in a hurry to leave, but sat down opposite him, and the pear vortex smiled and admired the beauty of the prosperous world when Meow Daxian ate.

Ling Yuan, who was eating, had food in his mouth, but his mind was full of a certain jade-faced peach cheeks, and the little chef with apricot eyes and willow eyebrows was so pretty and moving when she approached her......