Chapter 225: The Adjutant's Infatuated Queen (31)
"I'm in the federal military department, they have eaten the heart of a bear and a leopard, do they dare to come here to spread wild," Elijah interrupted impatiently.
"But His Royal Highness the Prince"
"I know," understanding that if he didn't express his position, the other party would definitely be entangled, and his father would send someone to pick him up, Elijah breathed a sigh of relief, and temporarily showed weakness: "I'll stay here for a few days, and I'll go back when the time comes." You reassure my father, I know it. ā
"Your Royal Highness, please pay attention to safety," the person opposite hesitated for a moment, and added, "Don't trouble Queen Nata Jones." ā
"IāI'm not a child anymore" Elijah heard this, and the irritability in his heart suddenly turned into grievance.
He hasn't caused trouble to Anyang for three years, so why should anyone mention it.
"The minister will not disturb His Royal Highness the Prince, I wish His Highness a happy journey."
Hearing the sound of hanging up from the communicator, Elijah's eyes couldn't help but turn red.
He had just arrived in the Federation, how could something like this happen. He originally planned to come out this time, and he would entangle An Yang no matter what.
In a place like the military department, where male hormones are bursting, he is worried that the purpose of Anyang's coming will not be achieved, but he will incur a peach blossom debt. That Psius is a time bomb.
God knows how anxious he was when he heard that An Yang had quarreled with this person. His family Darling has always been elegant and noble, even if he hides his identity and appearance, he is still the most beautiful diamond in the universe in his heart, and he doesn't want others to find out.
The brightly colored ingredients were transformed into a feast of colors and flavors under Elijah's white fingers.
He restrained his emotions, diligently served vegetables to Anyang, and from time to time he would pick his eyes and secretly cast a sneering look at Prius.
And Anyang has obviously long been accustomed to his practice, eating calmly, praising from time to time, and looking like he is enjoying it.
"The anemone grass is too salty," Psius finally couldn't stand it anymore, and his cold and hard tone interrupted the atmosphere of affection between the two in front of him, "Su Yan, you can try my craft another day." ā
"Oh, you know how to cook," Elijah gritted his teeth and said, "Your military department is so busy with work, do you still have time to learn to cook, my family Darling is very picky about dishes, and color, flavor, and flavor are indispensable." The accessories I use for cooking are all top-notch in the interstellar world, and ordinary people can't buy them at all. ā
The arrogant tone and wording did not give Psius a hint of offense on his face, "Flashy, it seems that you haven't eaten a real delicacy." ā
"Ahem," An Yang coughed twice at once, "radish pickles have their own preferences, and everyone's taste is different." Elijah's dishes are all adapted to my tastes. ā
Needless to say, Psius also knew that Anyang was defending Elijah. Seeing Elijah's eyes that immediately lit up, an emotion called jealousy enveloped his body so overwhelmingly that he could no longer maintain his facial expression.
The hand that was put to his side clenched tightly, and he stared at An Yang silently, "I see, it seems that I said the wrong thing." ā
"No," Anyang heard that he was angry, and hurriedly compromised: "It's our mistake to not be with your taste, Elijah doesn't know what you like to eat." āć
Her words ignited the anger of Psius even more, and the word "us" made his Adam's apple roll heavily.