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Fengjiu seemed to still refuse to believe it, was silent for a moment, and suddenly picked up the soup spoon in front of him, scooped a spoonful of winter melon soup, and carefully took a small sip.

Sizzle......

She was sour, and her heart was cold......

She frowned and looked at the bowl of soup, she didn't remember putting vinegar in the soup, she only remembered putting sesame oil at the end.

She still remembers thinking that she would add more to make the soup a little more fragrant......

Bad!

She must have used vinegar as sesame oil......

Thinking of this, Feng Jiu couldn't help but have a bad premonition in her heart, she couldn't help but look at the dishes again, and then picked up a piece of egg with chopsticks.

Forehead......

Why is it so sweet?

She sandwiched another piece of braised potato, which was sweet and bitter......

She hurriedly sandwiched a piece of chili pepper and fried meat, and the meat was old and couldn't chew it......

However, Long Yutian obviously ate quite fragrant just now......

Feng Jiu looked up at Long Yutian, only to see that he was still squinting at her, and his face still had that expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, looking at her joke.

Feng Jiu pursed the corners of his lips, thinking to himself that since it was not delicious, why did he force himself to eat it?

Is it just to wait until now to make fun of her?

Feng Jiu looked down at the results of her hard work for several hours, and sighed in her heart with some frustration.

Who can blame it?

Who made her not angry?

Is it true that she doesn't have a talent for cooking?

She doesn't need to be able to have both color and flavor, but at least she needs to have a normal taste, right?

Otherwise, how will you cook for Xiao Liang in the future?

In the past, when she was in the welfare home, there was an uncle in the cafeteria, and when she arrived at the martial arts hall, there was Zuo Hai, but she couldn't always rely on others, right?

After all, she is the mother of the little girl......

She really didn't believe it!

Feng Jiu suddenly stood up and said, "You wait, I'll do it again." ”

With that, he turned around and walked towards the staircase.

Who knows, she had just walked two steps, and suddenly someone hugged her tightly from behind.

The man's chest behind her was iron-clad against her back, and Feng Jiu's body stiffened suddenly.

Then, while struggling, she said lightly: "Long Yutian, don't make trouble, okay?" I'm going to cook for you......"

Unexpectedly, she had just struggled for a while, and the man's chin suddenly pressed tightly against the top of her head.

The man's low, cello-like voice also reached her ears at the same time, "Don't move! I'm a little cold, let me hold for a while. ”

His voice was lazy, faintly tinged with a hint of exhaustion and weariness, and Feng Jiu's chest was inexplicably soft.

She unconsciously stopped struggling.

Then, she felt that there was really a chill on Long Yutian's body.

She originally thought he was saying it casually, but she didn't expect it to be true......

She couldn't help frowning slightly, where did this guy go before? How did you make yourself cold?

Long Yutian didn't speak again, his hands tightly wrapped around Feng Jiu's shoulders, his chin rested on the top of Feng Jiu's head, and his eyes closed slightly.

The little woman in his arms was warm, soft, and fragrant, making him instantly warm and comfortable from the inside out.

He's really cold.

The cold wind blew all the way before, and he didn't use his true qi to resist those cold airs, but now that the cold is in his bones, it's no wonder that he is not cold.

Originally, he could have used his true qi to force out those cold qi immediately, otherwise he would most likely get sick, but he suddenly didn't want to do it.

Because it suddenly occurred to him that if he was sick, would this little goblin feel sorry for him? Will he take care of him personally?

So, he decided, he was going to get sick.