Next.

There are still four hours before the competition time agreed between Mingxiyue and Nantian Dance.

Early in the morning, Ming Xiyue was called up by the Northern Stygian Feather Law.

"You don't have to compete today, this king has asked Xingqing to compete instead of you."

"Why? Don't you believe I can win? Ming Xiyue, who was dressed, walked out from behind the screen and looked at him with a disapproving expression.

"No, this king is worried about the bad intentions of the Southern Wing Country."

"Those who should come will always come, and if I don't fight, doesn't that mean I'm afraid of them? Moreover, my cultivation is now at the early stage of the first order of the Spirit King, and it is not so easy for Nantian Dance to win against me. ”

Ming Xiyue gave him a reassuring look, seeing this, Bei Ying Yulu shook his head helplessly, he knew that he couldn't persuade her.

"Let's go, let's have breakfast."

Ming Xiyue looked at his side face, his thin lips were tightly pursed, after these days of getting along, she knew that this was a sign of his displeasure.

In order to ease the atmosphere of stalemate, Ming Xiyue stretched out her small soft and boneless hand to hold his white palm.

Big hands holding small hands.

When Ming Xiyue reached into his big palm, he obviously felt that his body was slightly stunned, and after a while, he quickly retracted his palm and held its hand tightly in his palm.

"Let's go."

Bei Ying Yulu's thin lips opened lightly, and his tone was obviously much more excited, although he walked fast, Ming Xiyue still caught a glimpse of the corners of his mouth raised with sharp eyes.

Men are really like children, they need to be coaxed.

vestibule

Ming Xiyue was fed by the pig breeding method of the Northern Ying Feather Law, and her belly was already like a pregnant woman.

"Turn around."

"I don't want to eat it, don't feed me, you can eat more, you see you've lost weight." Mingxiyue's head shook into a rattle.

"Turn around." He repeated.

The stars and showers on the side, starry nights, noses and noses, and eyes stood on the side, and couldn't help but glance at them with their spare eyes.

Seeing that the master and the princess were in a stalemate, the princess finally compromised and turned around.

"I'm not eating, don't feed me." Ming Xiyue turned around in resignation and covered her mouth with her hand.

Bei Ying Yulu glanced at her, brushed her hand away, took out a white square handkerchief out of nowhere, and carefully wiped the corners of Ming Xiyue's mouth.

"Little dirty cat." He smiled dotingly, his white fingers gently scraping the bridge of her upturned nose.

"I ...... I rub it myself. Ming Xiyue blushed shyly, she snatched the white handkerchief and wiped it a few times on the corner of her mouth.

She threw her handkerchief on the table, got up and patted her dress, "Let's go, let's go outside the palace first." ”

Ming Xiyue walked a few steps and saw that Bei Ying Yulu was still sitting at the dining table, and she didn't mean to get up.

"What's the matter, aren't you leaving?" Ming Xiyue asked puzzled.

After half a sound, he said coldly, "This king hasn't eaten yet." ”

“......”

Just now, I fed her vigorously to let him eat or not, and now he said that he didn't eat it......

"Then you can eat quickly, and we'll go after eating." Ming Xiyue sat back in the position she had just placed.

"Hey Ben King." He glanced at her with his eyes.

"What?"

Ming Xiyue suspected that she was having auditory hallucinations.

"Hey this king, this king just fed you." His evil eyes looked at her unblinkingly.

“......”

She didn't ask him to feed it, he insisted on feeding it himself.

Ming Xiyue saw that he had been looking at him, as if he was waiting for herself to feed him.

Forget it, forget it, just feed it.

Otherwise, I don't know how long the stalemate will last.

Ming Xiyue resigned herself to picking up a bowl of millet porridge in front of him.