Chapter 106: A Trace of Doubt
Yan Feng's eyes instantly widened, and he couldn't suppress the scream of a groundhog.
Shen Gongzi's height is not as high as His Royal Highness, he was held in his arms at this time, looking petite and lovely, the porcelain white and beautiful face did not know whether it was suffocated or blushing, pink peach blossoms, charming and moving.
Shen Yanjun was really angry, she struggled to come down, but someone hugged her tightly as steadily as Mount Tai.
The embrace grew hot, burning, but she guessed it was the explosion that caused the temperature to rise.
Shen Yanjun had a cold face, "Your Highness, can you let me down?" β
Helian Qi was still in the middle of the ape, and when he had a sudden accident just now, he reacted very quickly and picked up Shen Yanjun, and he didn't know where he touched the delicate touch, which made him a little uncomfortable.
He could even feel the slight roundness of the front of the snow-blue soft robe.
The sharp black eyes suddenly became deep, and he stared down at the young man in his arms thoughtfully.
Shen Yanjun took advantage of his unconsciousness, jumped to the ground, straightened out the robe on his body, and unexpectedly found that his clothes were stained with white powder, this is flour?
When flour encounters an open flame, it is very easy to explode.
Yan Feng was so naΓ―ve, poured flour and made it everywhere, and happened to hit Helian Qi to ignite it......
So it blew up.
Fortunately, there was not a lot of flour, and the degree of the explosion was small, so there were no casualties!
The kitchen was a mess, dust was on the floor, and vegetables and fruits were blown to pieces. Come on, none of them are good cooks.
"Yanfeng, you go to the cafeteria to get some food and come back, and you will eat it."
Yan Feng deserves to be cheerful: "Okay, Shen Gongzi!" β
It's just that as soon as Yan Feng left, the air pressure around him changed.
A hot big grasp of Shen Yanjun's slender wrist startled her, and when she looked back, Helian Qi's cold face was close at hand, and her long and narrow dark eyes were full of inquiry......
Shen Yanjun frowned, trying to withdraw his hand.
She really doesn't like to be touched.
Helian Qi's throat rolled, moved her thin lips, and asked her but couldn't say anything, staring at the stunning and demonic skin in front of her, is she a man or a woman?
He couldn't tell.
I can't imagine that a woman is good at riding and shooting, full of economy, but she doesn't understand the kitchen.
Shen Yanjun exuded displeasure all over her body, staring coldly at the big palm that shackled her wrist.
The shackled hands were slender and white, the sleeves of the crescent-colored gold thread were embroidered with silver moire, and the hands lined with them were like the finest white porcelain jade.
"Your Highness, what do you mean by this?"
Shen Yanjun looked up at him fearlessly.
Helian Qi's indifferent gaze swept across her chest, a flat horse, thin lips pursed, could it be that the touch just now was imagined by herself?
"Nothing."
Scold... He was stunned!
Just like the incense dream he had last night, he has been haunted by dreams and demons recently, and it seems that he is going to the Taoist temple to find a master to exorcise evil spirits.
Before lunch, Shen Yanjun was carried to the desk by Helian Qi and asked to make a picture of [Lake Center Pavilion Watching Snow] and inscribe a poem.
Helian Qi's expression was faint: "You can't eat until it's finished." β
Shen Yanjun's face collapsed slightly, she had wasted so much time in the kitchen, it was past noon at this time, and her stomach was too hungry to eat, and she still had to complete the task before she could eat?
Sitting at her desk, she took out two pieces of rice paper and began to conceive and paint.
On the surface, he seemed to be honest, but his drooping eyes kept peeking at Helian Qi's black brocade face boots, and as soon as he left, his hand quickly reached into the snack cabinet in the space and felt out the brioche and potato chips.
Soon he stuffed his mouth halfway, and his cheeks bulged like a little hamster stealing food.