Chapter 117: Isn't It Bad for Them?
And I didn't eat the fish in the bowl.
"Ah Ling, why don't you eat it?" Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling and asked.
Ye Mingxuan and Bei Miao also said: "Ah Ling, these dishes are really delicious, even the dishes are crisp and refreshing, and the food is not the same as what the people in the kitchen make, you make it so delicious, why don't you eat it?" ”
"It's not that you don't eat it." Fu Ling said, "I'll eat it." ”
After speaking, Fu Ling put the fish meat he picked out in front of Feng Zhuo: "Eat it." ”
Bei Miao, Ye Mingxuan: "......"
Feng Zhuo looked at the small bowl of white and tender fish in front of him, and his happy eyes were bent into crescents, shiny and cute.
"Ah Ling, you have done the best for me." After Feng Zhuo finished speaking, he gave the beef clip he grabbed from under Ye Mingxuan's chopsticks to Fu Ling.
Ye Mingxuan: "......"
"Good." Fu Ling raised his hand and rubbed Feng Zhuo's hair: "Eat more, you are growing your body." ”
"Hmm." Feng Zhuo nodded, then picked up a small piece of fish meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.
The aroma of steamed fish spreads in the mouth, and with the taste and aura, it is simply unpleasant.
Feng Zhuo's eyes were shining, eating the fish, directly ignoring Ye Mingxuan's jealous eyes and Bei Miao's envious eyes.
Fu Ling looked at Feng Zhuo, and when he saw that he was happy to eat, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
It's so easy for children to be happy.
Ye Mingxuan looked at Fu Ling, then at Feng Zhuo, and ate angrily.
A quarter of an hour later, the kitchen brought the fish soup.
The thick white fish soup in the white porcelain bowl exuded a fragrance, which attracted Beimiao Ye Mingxuan's eyes to fall on the fish soup.
Feng Zhuo didn't wait for the two of them to make a move, so he picked up a bowl and filled it with soup.
Putting the soup in front of him, he blew lightly, and after blowing for a while, Feng Zhuo held the small bowl and looked at Fu Ling and said, "Ah Ling, the fish soup is still a little hot, be careful when drinking." ”
Feng Zhuo held the small bowl, and the hot air rose, as if covering the purple eyes with a light veil, no longer clear, but inadvertently let people peek into the heat in their eyes.
Fu Ling looked at the flash of light in Feng Zhuo's eyes, and then looked at the bowl of fish soup that he was holding carefully, somehow, his heart softened inexplicably, and the sentence 'You drink, I don't drink' also retreated.
Whirling took the bowl and drank it.
The entrance of the thick soup was indeed a little hot, but Fu Ling felt at this time that it was not the fish soup that was hot, but Feng Zhuo's gaze at her.
The strong fragrance filled his mouth, and a bowl of soup was in his stomach, and Fu Ling only felt that the fatigue of the day had been relieved.
Feng Zhuo saw Fu Ling finish the fish soup, and his purple eyes seemed to be full of stars.
Ye Mingxuan looked at the two of them, and finally sighed in his heart and understood.
Ah Ling is really good to Feng Zhuo.
But Feng Zhuo is also good to Ah Ling.
Lingyue Mountain rescued Ah Ling.
He was in a coma for three days.
Because Nan Yi shot fiercely.
Because the queen is fierce Ah Ling shot.
If he were Ah Ling, with such a person protecting him, he would also be good to him.
The depression in his heart completely dispersed, and Ye Mingxuan no longer bothered about who was good to whom.
Ah Ling is good to Feng Zhuo, isn't it bad for them?
If it's really not good, they won't bother to give them alchemy to clean up the impurities in their bodies.
After eating, Fu Ling thought that Ye Mingxuan was going to talk to her, after all, when she came back to the courtyard, Ye Mingxuan was still angry.
Who knew that after eating, Ye Mingxuan said a good rest and left directly.
After being stunned for a while, Fu Ling understood.
The second brother has figured it out again.