Her stomach hurt so much that she just squatted on the ground and continued to laugh.

Seeing her holding her stomach, he asked solemnly, "Don't be smiling." ”

He was really puzzled, was it that funny?

"Okay, I won't laugh, Brother Ji Feng, isn't what I said funny?" Such a funny joke, why is Ji Feng laughing?

She looked at Ji Feng with strange eyes, and Ji Feng looked at her with speechless eyes, is it really so funny? But he didn't even know what the last thing was!

"It's not that it's not funny, it's that I didn't understand the last sentence."

"Oh, this 'Shet' is" Murong Xing thought, did he want to tell him? Would she like to go to breakfast later?

She thought about it and didn't say it, lest she wouldn't be able to eat it later.

"Why didn't you say it?" Ji Feng looked at her, why did he suddenly stop talking.

In fact, he really wanted to know what 'Shet' meant, so that he and her would have an extra layer of conversation to talk about.

"Brother Ji Feng, that 'Xie Te' is a very disgusting thing, in order to maintain my ladylike image, I won't talk about it, okay?"

"Huh?" The more she was like this, the more curious Ji Feng became, but if she didn't say it, he would never know.

"It's true! Brother Ji Feng. She frowned suddenly, and squatted on the ground again: "Oops! ”

"What's wrong, does your stomach still hurt because of laughing?" Listening to her oops, his heart was inexplicably nervous.

"Brother Ji Feng, I haven't had breakfast until now, and I'm so hungry now." She clutched her stomach and said in a pitiful voice.

She's really hungry, not pretending.

"Why haven't you had breakfast yet? What time is it going to be! ”

Ji Feng doted on Murong Xing's hand and walked in the direction of the imperial dining room.

When he came to the imperial dining room, Murong Xing looked at everything in front of him, that is, the stove, and remembered that the master didn't like to use liquefied gas, and when the master was interested in cooking, he would cook on the stove.

At that time, Murong Xing had always felt troublesome, but the master always said that the things burned by the firewood were fragrant, so the master's villa was antique, and even the cooking was a stove, which could be said to be 90% similar to the one in front of him.

Looking at this stove, Murong Xing remembered the master again, Ji Feng looked at Xing'er and took her to the imperial dining room on the way.

The little girl has been arguing and starving to death, but this will come to the imperial dining room, the little girl stood there and did not move, her eyes kept staring at the stove, can she eat enough when she looks at the stove?

"Xing'er, aren't you hungry? Do you want to eat this stove? Ji Feng looked at her jokingly, in his eyes, Murong Xing always seemed to like to be in a daze.

Murong Xing tilted his head and glanced at him, walked to the stove, stroked and touched it with his little hand, and said with a lot of emotion: "Brother Ji Feng, when I see this stove, I think of my master." ”

"Xing'er, next time I'll accompany you to find you." As long as she wants, he is willing to accompany her.

But Ji Feng didn't know that her master was in a place where he would never go.

When Murong Xing heard Ji Feng say this, she knew that Ji Feng was for her good, so she withdrew her thoughts and didn't think about anything else.

"Brother Ji Feng, I'll make things myself, is it okay?"

"Yes."

"Can you let those people, give me a stove?"

"Okay."

"Brother Ji Feng, there is also someone to make a fire for me, I won't make a fire, okay?"