Seeing Mo Xin sit down obediently, Fang Qiyan sat next to him without changing his face. Winter snow and summer rain hurriedly passed the meal, and delicious dishes were served one after another.

Mo Xin looked at the pile of delicacies in front of him, blinked, and looked at the two personal cuties suspiciously. Although she loves to eat, she never wastes it! Didn't you just tell her to change the amount of food she ate??

The light voice sounded at the right time: "This king saw that the eldest princess liked the country's pastries very much yesterday, and thought that the dishes should be very suitable for the taste of the eldest princess, so today I specially ordered these dishes, I hope the eldest princess can like them." ”

"I see, I have to worry about Lord Lao." Hehe, the feeling is that you, the second generation of the emperor, are squandering food, right? Anyway, this lack of virtue account has nothing to do with this salted fish, and it will be recorded in your account! Looking at the table full of exquisite delicacies, Mo Xin slammed his mouth slightly, and it didn't seem to be a bad thing to squander occasionally.

A piece of crispy beef had already been sandwiched between the slender fingertips, and it was quietly placed in front of Mo Xin's lips.

Looking at the delicious food delivered to his eyes, Mo Xin sighed in his heart, leaned back slightly and refused with a smile: "His Royal Highness King Yu, you don't have to take care of the palace, the palace has winter snow to help with the vegetables." After speaking, he kept signaling to Dongxue's eyes.

The deep eyes looked at her, and said undoubtedly: "It is enough for the eldest princess to have this king." ”

Winter Snow, which had already stepped out, immediately returned to its original position. Mo Xin looked at the winter snow in seconds, and was angry, are you my personal palace maid or King Yu's! What???!

"Doesn't the eldest princess like this dish?" The cold voice asked knowingly, and as he spoke, he put down the crispy beef and sandwiched a piece of chicken juice lotus root and brought it to Mo Xin's lips.

Am I not clear enough? Could it be that this Yu King's comprehension ability is as negative as the temperature he emits??

Or is feeding your personal hobby?

The air was stagnant for a long time, and Mo Xin finally opened his mouth helplessly to eat.

With the beginning, it is natural that you can't stop being fed by someone to continue to feed, feed, feed...... Once the setting of being fed is accepted, a salted fish foodie has already begun to enjoy the comfort of being served. What's more, the people who feed are also very intimate, not to mention the meat and vegetarian matching, all of them are to her taste, and she can feed a few mouthfuls of soup in a timely manner.

And the winter snow and summer rain standing next to him quietly looked up from time to time. Well, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess and Her Royal Highness King Yu seem to be more and more compatible? Hey, can feeding increase the general value?

Looking at Mo Xin, who was eating happily, Fang Qiyan's cold eyes were soft, of course, it was only when he looked at Mo Xin. And a foodie only cares about the delicious food on the table and the dishes delivered to his lips the whole time, and he is not distracted at all to pay attention to someone who is diligently feeding. Of course, Mo Xin is deliberate, if you pay attention, wouldn't you be stuffed and unable to eat?

Just when Mo Xin was about to eat, he sent a spoonful of light soup to his lips, huh? It smells like a sweet soup that is eaten and drinks! Although Mo Xin can also use spiritual power to relieve food consumption after eating, but then he will lose the beauty of being full, as a monk, Mo Xin actually still maintains all the habits of mortals.

"Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, but you have used it well?" After feeding the last mouthful of sweet soup, the cold and handsome King Yu asked Mo Xin.

Mo Xin nodded, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Hehe, this palace is full, thank you His Royal Highness King Yu." ”

Qing looked at her with cold eyes, and handed Mo Xin a pair of clean dishes and chopsticks with her slender five fingers.