"Girl, this son has something I want to ask." Shen Nanfeng lifted her chin with a folding fan and forced him to meet his eyes.

"What did you say?" Yu Xizhou sniffed the smell of wine on Shen Nanfeng's body, and his brain instantly sobered up.

That's how much alcohol you drank!

"Why did you put the taro balls of this son in a big bowl and put them on the feast?" Shen Nanfeng pouted and said with some grievances.

"Huh? Didn't you send a message to the west to make a taro balls for today's dinner? "Incomprehensible, who can tell her, what is the matter with the sudden coquettishness of the prince in this world?

"When did this son say this? Since the beginning of this taro ball, only this son is allowed to enjoy it alone, you know? Shen Nanfeng suddenly put down the folding fan in his hand, and his thoughts were flying wildly, and Yu Xizhou's center of gravity was unstable, so he carried it into Shen Nanfeng's arms.

"Slaves should be damned!" It's over, it's over.

Shen Nanfeng hugged her in front of him with both hands, and his big wide hands caressed her head, just like when her grandmother coaxed her to sleep when she was a child, gently caressing.

"Girl, are you afraid of this world?" Shen Nanfengsha's drunken hoarse but mixed voice lingered in Xizhou's ears.

Behind her was a spirit, and the ghost nodded in a hurry.

"Why?"

"Lord Shizi, you said that if the food I cook is not to your liking, my head will be moved......" She doesn't want to die, isn't it good to live well in this world? If you are about to be killed because you don't make a meal that suits your appetite, it's too embarrassing!

"Do you know what you're going to do in the future?" He was not happy, at today's banquet, the cook in his house turned to the other princes with a shy look in her eyes!

"I will make dishes that are satisfactory to the prince." What else can I do now? If you can't do it, you can only make it hard!

Shen Nanfeng slowly widened the distance between him and her.

Those slightly drunken eyes met Yu Xizhou's clear eyes in the moonlight, and his heart was like a fresh breeze, making the calm lake in his heart ripple.

Yu Xizhou was flustered by this gaze, she had never been in love in her previous life, and she didn't know what it meant to be heartbeat, but at this moment, these drunken eyes seemed to melt her.

"The prince?" Yu Xizhou asked cautiously.

"Shh Shen Nanfeng made a quiet clean-up, and Yu Xizhou in front of him obediently stopped making a sound.

"Slave, slave and maid are anxious ......" embarrassing, this is too embarrassing! She is also a young girl anyway, and she is being watched by a man with intoxicating eyes, where can her little heart stand it?

Shen Nanfeng didn't take care of her, slowly stretched out his hand, stroked the broken hair on her forehead, and then slid down her petite face, and finally landed on her moist lips.

"World ...... The prince?"

Shen Nanfeng frowned, as if punishing the woman in front of him, he left from Yu Xizhou's mouth: "This son told you to be quiet, why do you still say more?" ”

With a buzz, Yu Xizhou's brain exploded.

What happened just now? Shen Nanfeng's lips touched hers......

"Lord Shizi, you have drunk too much, why don't you go back and rest and rest?" Yu Xizhou was embarrassed haha, this is her first kiss!

Those romantic romance pictures, Mary Sue jumped carefully, they were gone, they turned into bubbles and disappeared!

"Girl, you have to promise this son, in the future, you can only make taro balls for this son to eat alone, and you can only be the little chef of this world for the rest of your life." Shen Nanfeng's drunken eyes stared at the woman in front of him, since his mother left, no one had cooked dishes to suit his appetite.

It wasn't until this young girl, who was not deeply involved in the world, appeared, that the feeling that food could make people forget all their troubles returned to him.

"Does the prince like the craftsmanship of slaves?" Yu Xizhou's ghost envoy stretched out his hand, touched Shen Nanfeng's head, and asked seriously.

In the past, the master often told her that the cooking should have aura, but in the past, she always put a lot of effort into the study of the quality of the dishes, and for a long time, the master told her that cooking has no aura, and it will not retain people's hearts.

Now she finally understands that as long as the dishes are cooked with heart, they can resonate with the people who taste them.

"If this son doesn't like it, why bother to bring you to the house?" Shen Nanfeng's tone softened for a while, and said to the person in front of him.

"In other words, you said that you want to cut off my head is a lie, you don't want me to go, scare me, right?" After Yu Xizhou heard him say this, he suddenly felt confident in his heart.

Shen Nanfeng didn't speak, and nodded.

"It's not early, I'll send you back to the palace to rest." Yu Xizhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, now it's okay, don't worry about losing your head anymore!

Shen Nanfeng responded softly, and leaned on Yu Xizhou's body.

"Lord Shizi, you look quite slender, why is it so heavy?"

"Shut up."

Yu Xizhou gasped, supported Shen Nanfeng with difficulty, and just muttered in his heart that the big Buddha of the prince was quite gentle after being drunk, and was slapped in the face by Shen Nanfeng in the next second.