"Master, you taste it. ”

"If you don't eat it for the teacher, you can eat it. ”

"This is my first time stir-frying, Master, you can taste it and see how it tastes. ”

Yue Qingge nodded, ate a piece of radish, and her brows instantly twisted: "Dumping snow, you put too much salt." ”

"Huh?" Feng Yu hurriedly took a bite, "Oh my God, it's so salty!" and took another bite of green vegetables, "Even saltier!"

I want to cry without tears immediately, at this level, I still cook by myself, wash and sleep.

"Dumping snow, don't be discouraged, fry a few more times, it's good to be proficient. Yue Qingge patted Feng Yu's shoulder and comforted.

Feng Yu nodded, and began to wash and chop vegetables and stir-fry again.

"Okay, let's see what it tastes like. Feng Yu couldn't wait to try it, and then his little face collapsed, "It's so light, it doesn't taste at all." ”

"Go back to the pot and put some salt again. ”

"Oh. Feng Yu said that after getting out of the pot again, there is no need to taste it, and it is not good to look at the whole person. Because, the dish, burnt.

"Why is it so difficult to stir-fry?" Feng Yu threw the spatula and sat on the ground angrily, "Don't fry, don't fry, don't fry! I won't eat in the future!"

"Yo, you're still playing with a child's temper?" Qibao teased, "I'm sorry." ”

Feng Yu was already angry, but now he was angry, and yelled at Qibao: "I'm a child, why can't I play with a child's temper?"

"Okay, good, you're a child, you're embarrassed, I don't bully the small, let's go!"

"Hmph!" Feng Yu turned his head and sat there sulking.

After a while, hearing the sound of "do-do", Feng Yu looked up and almost dropped his jaw in shock. I saw that the beauty master rolled up his sleeves and was cutting radishes, although his technique was a little rusty, but it was much better than Feng Yu.

"Master, you ......"

"Try it for the teacher, after all, there is cooking over there, how can you do it without vegetables. ”

Feng Yu got up silently: "There is still a little fried and burnt vegetables in the pot, I'll wash it." ”

"Well, be careful......" Before he finished speaking, he heard Feng Yu exclaim.

"Hot?"

Feng Yu covered his hands and nodded.

Yue Qingge stepped forward quickly and looked at Feng Yu's hand carefully: "Come and soak in the cold water." ”

"Good. Feng Yu pursed his lips, secretly glanced at Yue Qingge, who looked concerned about his eyes, took a deep breath, turned around and ran.

When Feng Yu came back with his wet hands, Yue Qingge was already sitting in the pavilion, on the stone table, with two plates of hot and fragrant dishes.

"How's the hand?"

"It's just red, it's fine. Feng Yu stepped forward, "Master, your fried food smells so good." ”

Yue Qingge smiled and handed the chopsticks to Feng Yu: "I just tasted some for the teacher, the taste is okay, you can taste it." ”

Feng Yu nodded, took a bite of the radish, and instantly gave a thumbs up to Yue Qingge: "It tastes good, Master is Master, and it's okay to even stir-fry vegetables." ”

"Huh...... As a teacher, I also tried to fry it. Then you have a good meal, you still have something to do for the teacher, go out. ”

"Oh. Feng Yu bit his chopsticks, looked at Yue Qingge's fading back, and was stunned: he is handsome, has great ability, and has a good personality, and now he can even fry vegetables, which is perfect. If only he weren't my master.

Thinking of this, Feng Yu was stunned, it's not a master, it's also the same sex, what's good? It's really crazy! No, I still have to read the book of pure heart and calmness.

......

After eating, Feng Yu ran to the study to find a book.

"Hmm...... The last time I read it, I was from ...... That angle flew out. yes, over there. Feng Yu muttered to himself, walked to the corner, and looked left and right.

The characters in this time and space are all in traditional Chinese, and the font on the cover is even more complicated, so Feng Yu, the title of the book last time, just glanced at it, and didn't look at it carefully, only knowing that there were seven or eight characters.

"Which one, this one, this one, or ...... This one?" Feng Yu looked at the few books he picked out in front of him, some of them were big. Looking through the content of several books, none of them are the same as the one I read before, but in one of them, some of the sentences feel similar to the previous one.

"It seems that this should also be a pure heart, so don't look for it, just this one. ”

After returning to the house, Feng Yu began to look at it seriously until it was dark......

When he got up in the morning, Feng Yu felt weak, and his chest was still stuffy, and he was a little breathless.

"Strange, what's wrong with me?"

"Pouring snow, are you up?"

"Yes, Master. Feng Yu breathed a sigh of relief, got up and opened the door, "Is there something wrong with Master looking for me?"

Yue Qingge looked at Feng Yu, and her good-looking brows frowned slightly: "Dumping snow, your face doesn't look very good." ”

"Oh. Feng Yu held on to the door, with a bitter gourd face, "Master, I don't feel strong." ”

"Are you sick?" Yue Qingge raised her hand and touched Feng Yu's forehead.

The warm palm was attached to his forehead, Feng Yu pursed his lips, looking at Yue Qingge's concerned appearance, there was a feeling of heat in his heart.

"Dumping snow, for the teacher to give you a pulse. ”

"Oh. Feng Yu only looked at Yue Qingge in a daze, and when he heard the other party's sentence "Why is the pulse so chaotic", he reacted instantly. In a hurry, I silently operated what I watched yesterday.

Who knows, the whole body is getting more and more weak, and the chest is getting more and more stuffy, as if something is about to rush out, and the pulse is completely messed up.

"Pouring snow, you ......" Yueqing Ge raised her eyes suddenly, her beautiful eyes seemed to flash a trace of inexplicable emotion, her right hand was raised slightly, and the book flew out from under Feng Yu's pillow and fell into Yueqing Singer.

"Pouring snow, are you reading this book?"

"Yes, Master, I'm ......" Feng Yu lowered his head, "I'm just bored, just look for ......" Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood gushed up, and then, the sky swirled in front of him.

"Pouring snow, pouring snow!"

......

"Bang" A sound of water, a cold feeling instantly surged all over the body, and a chill went straight to the bottom of my heart. Feng Yu was in a daze, only to feel that there seemed to be a breath of qi running around in his body, which was extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, the surrounding water seemed to change, slowly circling around Feng Yu, and then like a small snake, it swam around Feng Yu. Just when Feng Yu felt uncomfortable, a powerful force rushed into his body like lightning from behind Feng Yu.

Feng Yu exclaimed, his face flickering white and dark. After a while, it gradually returned to normal. The qi in his body seemed to be forcibly suppressed.

"Pouring snow. ”

Listening to the whispering in his ear, Feng Yu opened his eyes, only to find that he was in a waterhole, and he was still leaning on the arms of the beautiful master. The powerful heartbeat, the sound, seemed to crash into his heart. When I looked up, I saw that the face was as beautiful as a fairy, with a lot of water droplets, long hair like ink, half dry and half wet on the body, the wet clothes were slightly messy, and the delicate and white collarbones could be vaguely seen. Although the whole person looks a little embarrassed, in Feng Yu's opinion, there is a different beauty.

"Pouring snow, do you feel better?"

Feng Yu nodded weakly: "It's not uncomfortable, but I still don't have much strength." ”

"It'll be fine after two days of rest, I'll take you back first. Yue Qingge said, and easily brushed the messy hair on Feng Yu's face.

Feng Yu was slightly stunned, and looked at Yue Qingge fixedly, and his flawless face was imprinted into his heart little by little.

"What's wrong, Falling Snow?"

"Master......" Feng Yu hugged Yue Qingge's waist and muttered in a low voice. A heart that beats abnormally......