Chapter 282: Xiao Cui

"Xiaocui, I miss you for my husband~" Mo Xuan hugged Feng Xiaoyang and said aggrievedly.

is obviously a big man with five big and three coarse, but in front of Feng Xiaoyang, he is like a poor child.

Feng Xiaoyang has a headache, why is she so unlucky? I knew that I wouldn't come to his house with midnight, because she still wanted to eat all this ancient time!

"Xiao Cui, you must have lost your memory! But don't worry, your husband will work hard to help you recover your memory! Mo Xuan swore and said!

Feng Xiaoyang wanted to cry, but he couldn't break free.

What's the name of this? Why do you keep calling her Xiaocui? Also, do the people they have here so arbitrarily named? Why isn't Midnight's name so arbitrary?

"Uncle, please let me go, I really don't know what you're talking about, and I don't want to say anything to you, I'm hungry, can you let me sit down and eat first?" Feng Xiaoyang wanted to cry without tears.

Hearing this, Mo Xuan hurriedly let go of his hand and said distressedly: "Xiao Cui has lost weight, she must have suffered a lot!" ”

"That's right, my mother has been tired of riding in the carriage recently, and I vomited a few times on the way!" Midnight said nervously.

Feng Xiaoyang was speechless, was she motion sickness? She was smoked by the smell of ingots' feet! After staying in the carriage for a few days, they did not dare to stay for a moment, and even ate in the carriage!

And ingots, that demon. took off her shoes twice halfway, and at that time, she directly quit Bai Chenchu's dependence on mint flavor, and smoked her to retching twice!

"Uncle, if you don't do this, you can treat me as amnesia, since I have amnesia, can you be more reserved? You are so abrupt, haven't you thought that in my heart, you are a hooligan? Feng Xiaoyang's face was full of displeasure.

Hearing this, Mo Xuan let go of his hand with a smile and said softly: "Madame's lesson is, then, let's go to the table first." ”

"Yes, mother. Let's dine first! Mo Xuan said with a smile.

Two men helped a woman to the table!

At this time, the ingots and Bai Chenchu had been ignored.

Seeing that they had already moved the chopsticks, the ingots could no longer bear it, picked up the chopsticks, and began to plane.

Bai Chenchu's eyebrows frowned slightly, slightly displeased. Staring at Feng Xiaoyang, he always felt that something was wrong.

Looking at Midnight again, for some reason, he always felt that this midnight really looked a bit like Feng Xiaoyang. Could it be that these people are the ancestors of Feng Xiaoyang? After thousands of years of ancestors, can the genes be passed down so well?

Maybe it's a coincidence.

Picking up the chopsticks, Bai Chenchu picked up a piece of chicken and tasted it slowly.

"Xiaocui, come and drink some chicken soup~" Mo Xuan gently served a bowl of chicken soup for Feng Xiaoyang.

Midnight was so happy that he followed the second fool and sandwiched a piece of chicken and put it in Feng Xiaoyang's bowl.

"Mother, eat more meat to replenish your body."

"Xiao Cui, this is your favorite fish before, you said, this fish has few spines, you like it!"

"Xiaocui, you said that you like to drink tea, I asked people to look for a long time, but they never found it. However, I made some tea myself in the same way you said earlier! ”

As he spoke, he put the cup full of chrysanthemums in front of Feng Xiaoyang.

Feng Xiaoyang had a calm face and said unhappily: "To be honest, what I hate the most is chrysanthemum tea!" Moreover, I like to drink tea, not chrysanthemums! ”

"Xiao Yang, don't be so hot, didn't he say it? He couldn't find it, he did it himself! Personally, do it? Halfway through the words, Yuan Bao froze his smile.

Looking at Bai Chenchu curiously, she was a little confused now.

Tea was only available in the Han and Tang dynasties, and it was only possible for some Gongshi doctors to taste it at that time.

Bai Chenchu pursed his lips and chuckled, rubbed Yuanbao's head, and said softly: "If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it." ”