Chapter 42: What did the chicken do in his last life?

Later, the medical staff came over to adjust the tightness of the plaster cast for Lian Zhenzhen, and by the way, she did another physical examination.

Feng Yu stood beside her with a calm expression, staring at her injured leg.

His gaze burned so hot that even Zhenzhen felt like his left leg was about to burn.

After checking his body, after confirming that Lian Zhenzhen was recovering well, Feng Yucai stretched his eyebrows slightly.

"What do you want to eat at night?"

After asking, Feng Yu was stunned.

The tone is full of pampering, as if the two are in a very intimate relationship.

Lian Zhenzhen thought seriously, "Cola chicken wings, Orleans grilled wings, crispy chicken wings, braised chicken wings, ......"

"......" Feng Yu.

What did chickens do in their last life?

As he spoke, Lian Zhenzhen swallowed his throat hard, "And cumin chicken wings, by the way, cumin must be sprinkled more." ”

Feng Yu sighed, bowed his head for a while, and asked the chef to make a full meal of chicken wings.

Queen Bai Yiren called at this time and wanted Feng Yu to go back to the palace to dine with her.

Since Lian Zhenzhen's leg was injured, Feng Yu has not gone back.

Feng Yu was silent and said in a low voice, "No need. ”

The queen did not speak, silently revealing her dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Feng Yu was about to hang up the phone when the queen spoke, "Okay, you will come back tomorrow night." ”

Without waiting for Feng Yu to refuse, the queen hung up the phone first.

Feng Yu looked at the word "Your Majesty" on the remarks, and his face was tense.

Pulling back his phone, he tugged at his collar irritably.

Lian Zhenzhen walked out on crutches, sniffed his nose, and said exaggeratedly, "It's so fragrant, where is the kitchen?" ”

She could already smell the coke wings.

Grunting with hunger, I can't wait to watch the chef cook.

Feng Yu frowned, "The kitchen is on the second floor. ”

"Ah, then I'll help." Lian Zhenzhen hurriedly found a reason for his greed.

She turned to leave, but Feng Yu immediately reached out and grabbed her arm.

Because of the sudden increase in external force, the crutches suddenly tilted to the side, causing Lian Zhenzhen's body to fall back unexpectedly, Feng Yu helped her in time and let her lean on her chest.

She turned around and raised her gaze to meet Feng Yu's eyes.

The gaze is glued together, as if there is an undercurrent flowing quietly.

Lian Zhenzhen turned his head mechanically, sneered, and wanted to lean down to pick up the crutches, but his waist was suddenly clamped.

A slender arm snatched her crutches up and placed them under the palm of her hand before she could bend over.

She held her cane and lowered her gaze, secretly glancing at the groping pig hand on her waist.

Can he let go now?

She coughed lightly and turned sideways to avoid him, but he was supporting her in the open, and his attitude was unquestionable, "I'm afraid that something will happen to you, I'll accompany you to the kitchen." ”

"Uh......" is even true.

She was about to say-no, when she caught a glimpse of Gu Ci on the side, so she had to hold back, nodded, and let him support her.

Fortunately, the mystery man doesn't have any obscene actions.

When I got to the kitchen, the smell of the cola chicken wings became more and more intense.

Lian Zhenzhen couldn't help but close his eyes and sniff gently, revealing a hint of happiness on his face.

She has a nickname called the Chicken Wing Killer, because when she was in college, she even nibbled on six pairs of chicken wings without blinking an eye.

Feng Yu looked at her, and his deep eyes showed a thoughtful expression.

In his world, there are only two categories of food: unpleasant and undesirable.

Most of the time, I don't want to eat, but I am forced to eat it.

The chef turned around, and suddenly saw Feng Yu standing at the door, his expression changed drastically, "Your ......"

Sensing Feng Yu's frowning expression, the chef immediately changed his words and hummed a song, "Light a cigar and light up the extinguished red wax ......"