It turned out that a few days ago, Princess Moon asked the light charm to pass on the decree: Ling Feng Muchen summoned the giant eagle to quickly hunt and kill the Arctic black cod and African bison, and prepare to hold a feast of fish and cattle, and at the end of the sentence 'I won't let you eat'.

It's a mess outside, and it's the ingredients that have arrived.

Chef Fengshen was full of hope and was ready to show his skills, but he was self-inflicted, and let him purchase materials to show his grace, at least it means that he has not been completely abandoned.

The bald boss is a serious cook, and under the guidance of Yuechi, he quickly understood the secret method of "Aurora Grilled Fish", and the bull head banquet is even more proficient.

Yu'er has never been so lively in millions of years, everyone is elated, the bald boss leads a group of small workers to go into battle shirtless, and the operation is as fierce as a tiger, and the feast of fish and cattle kicks off.

The noble Princess Yuechi actually deigned to be a waiter, carrying a plate of hard vegetables, passing by the Fengmu morning window far away, with an intoxicated expression, and stopped to pose without smashing it in her mouth.

The Moon Blazing Order forbids it, and he really doesn't open up to him. A group of people didn't dare to say much, but they didn't know what their psychology was, they drank more than usual, and they made more noise than usual.

Is it schadenfreude, or is it just fun?

The wine is fragrant, fragrant, and overflowing.

If it weren't for the unbearable heat, Feng Muchen really wanted to turn the house into a big iron box to isolate the temptation of deadly food.

......

As night fell, the atmosphere became more enthusiastic, and the sound of guessing the boxing order was endless.

Feng Muchen covered his ears and was reading a book indiscriminately when someone suddenly knocked on the door, opened the door and almost jumped up happily.

Que Lan carried a delicate food box and stood at the door with a smile.

Outside the sky-blue tights, draped in a white light veil of human time and space, fluttering like a fairy under the night wind, the exquisite and graceful figure is more beautiful than the beauty in the world, and there is a thrilling style.

Immortals are not enough, in Feng Muchen's eyes, Que Lan at this time ...... It is simply the great sage of Guanyin who saves suffering. Of course, the main thing is that the magic weapon in the hand is too tempting.

Feng Muchen was overjoyed, and hurriedly let him come in and take over the food box, the food box has three layers, cod, beef and wine, and the treasures that have been fascinated for a long time have everything.

"Won't be ...... Discover it?" the old wind, who had been hungry for a long time, picked up a large piece of beef.

"Hehe, don't worry! After all, it's Sister Yu's house, it's been arranged early, I pretended to go to it conveniently, and brought it from the kitchen, besides, your baby princess has already drunk too much! You can eat quickly, don't get caught in a while, and besides, it's too hot for you, I can't stand it!"

Que Lan said, took off the light veil and threw it on the bed, and sat aside to watch him gobble it up.

......

Stealing food is fragrant!

In less than a cup of tea, there is enough wine and food.

As soon as Que Lan put away the food box, she heard a knock on the door.

"Open the door!"

When Que Lan heard that it was Yuezhi's voice, she hurriedly hid behind the cabinet with the food box. As soon as it was hidden, the polite Yuechi broke into the door.

Feng Muchen saw her holding a large basin, staggering headlong into it, and hurriedly stepped forward to take it. I saw that it was full of wine and food that no one had touched.

"Hmph, if you don't have a dog at home, the leftovers will have to fall on you, eat!" Yue Chi glared at him viciously, and lay on the bed.

Feng Muchen looked at the full basin in horror, and said weakly: "Sinners don't dare! Thank you princess for ......"

tuang! Before he finished speaking, he was kicked in the ass.

"Eat!

I don't understand the amorous things, Feng Muchen can't do it, what can I do?

A pot of delicacies is a pot of bran in the eyes of the old wind at this time.

Poor!

The old style of rolling melons with round bellies has to pretend to eat with relish, and praise them from time to time.

The half-drunk Moon Chi was not idle, and then remembered the old evils, starting to complain about the Blizzard, and the more he talked, the more he talked about it, one by one, all the way back to the north-south confrontation between Fog Hide, Raymond and Esso, and Teswell.

Especially when it comes to the heinous crimes he committed at sea, he is even more violent, angrily reprimanding the scumbag, for a while, the snow in the hot cabin in June, the sea of vinegar surging.

There are many crimes and bad deeds, and it is simply impossible to write about them.

Feng Muchen listened to her narration in detail, and when he talked about the beautiful scenery, he revealed his heart like a dream, and wanted to interrupt, with his understanding of the moon, he didn't dare after all.

I didn't dare to listen, I didn't dare not listen, and what was even worse was that when I thought of Que Lan's expression......

The old man with a red face threw himself into the basin in embarrassment, eager to die.

The more Yue Chi spoke, the more sad he became, and when it came to the sore spots, he looked at the roof in all directions and cried loudly.

After crying for a while, seeing that Feng Muchen did not respond, he clattered his feet again.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know, eat! People feel sorry for you and come to apologize to you, you know how to eat!"

The scheming Feng Muchen was waiting for this sentence, and when he heard this, he pushed the big basin aside in shame.

"The princess is kind, and she deserves it! I am full of evil, so I will starve to death!"

Que Lan was really embarrassed to listen, but she didn't take any measures at first, and the more she listened, the more interesting it became, and she was fascinated by it, and thought it was even more wonderful than this meal. Later, when I heard Yuechi actually say that she was here to apologize, she almost couldn't hold back, and she tried her best to hold back her laughter.

Apologize? This is called an apology? It's almost a scumbag!

It's a pity! Que Lan, who was fascinated by the story, and Feng Muchen, who was flustered...... All ignore the light yarn on the bed.

......

Fortunately, Yuechi didn't force him to continue eating, and cried for a while, gradually getting tired, drunk, and turned over to the bed......

Que Lan held her breath and poked her head out, seeing Feng Muchen standing silently in front of the bed, and was about to tiptoe away, Feng Muchen suddenly raised her head, a strange look flashed in her eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of apology......

Airplanes!

A sonic shock that tugged at the heartstrings.

Yuechi suddenly stood under the bed, holding a light veil in her hand.

......

In a small space, there are many visions.

In the blazing heat, the slightest chill penetrates the bone marrow, the creamy air is turbulent, and the candle flame flickers and dims, and the cold and heat seem to be overwhelmed.

"Sister, you listen to me......" Que Lan also understood the vinegar strength of Yuechi, and knew that this misunderstanding was big, so she quickly explained.

The moon turned around, and a touch of cold light was like a cold moon in the water of a blue lake, and Sen Sen's cold forced her to go on.

"You say!" Yue Chi took a deep breath, put down the light yarn, and turned his head to look at Feng Muchen, without blinking.

Not bad! The arrogant princess who has experienced the world has matured!

Que Lan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that it was not difficult to explain clearly, but what she never expected was ...... The gentle and rational Feng Muchen actually has evil energy.

"Hmm, what do you say?" Feng Muchen looked at Yue Chi without showing weakness.

Yuechi's eyes flashed again, and after a while, she glanced at the light yarn on the bed.

Que Lan was also in a hurry, and when she saw this, she couldn't help but say loudly: "I'll send wine and food to Brother Feng, and then ......"

"Then let's exchange our experiences in the same realm, is there a problem?" Feng Muchen suddenly interrupted Que Lan's words, and asked in an unkind tone.

Que Lan secretly complained, and said in her heart that you are not right, this ...... It's the rhythm of death!

It was her surprise again.

As soon as Feng Muchen's voice fell, Que Lan knew that it was going to be bad, and she was ready to let Yuechi do it, regardless of whether she was restrained by thirty-seven twenty-one first, and then went to ask everyone to persuade her.

Who knows, the strong and domineering Princess Moon Chi actually endured it again, although she scolded when she opened her mouth.

"You bastard...... You make so don't ...... You still ...... Have you considered my face?"

Generally speaking, as soon as this sentence comes out, it is the rhythm of cloudy to sunny. What people want is a face, you just give it! Listen to the strings and know the elegance, for the old wind, the hair can understand.

"What's the matter? You can make it clear! Hmph! Face, have you given me a bit of face in the past few years?" Feng Muchen stared at Yue Chi tightly, and his heart was full of pain.

Crazy!

Que Lan closed her eyes in despair, wanting to cry without tears.

......

Disputes in the world are sometimes like this, seemingly delicate and complex situations, maybe you don't need to pay attention to them at all, as long as you extinguish the arrogance of the other side and take the lead, you can win a big victory.

"You !......"

How could Yue Chi have suffered such a kind of anger? He couldn't bear it anymore and was about to enter a violent state, when he suddenly saw a look of pain flash in the depths of his eyes, and his heart ached, and the past suddenly came to his heart......

Of course Yuechi is not stupid, Feng Muchen sacrificed herself to save her life not once or twice, how could she not engrave it in her heart? It's just that there is a dead knot in her heart, she knows Feng Muchen deeply, and knows that he is by no means a person who is unsympathetic, since the marriage contract is in front of her, she can't get what she wants after all.

She forced herself not to think about it, just to stay a moment longer. It's just that there is nowhere to talk about the depression in my heart, babbling during the day, and often crying when I am alone late at night.

Don't look at her making waves at every turn, she is like a great enemy to every woman, even eating the vinegar of Athena, the goddess of wisdom, in fact, no one hates it, just because of love, desperately compiles an illusion, desperately tells herself, tells everyone...... He's mine!

Albeit......

......

Que Lan saw her looking at Feng Muchen stupidly, the expression on her face changed, gradually eased from anger, sometimes worried, sometimes the corners of her mouth were lightly hooked and smiled, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and walked softly to the door.

"Sister Que Lan! I'm sorry! I know you're fine, you haven't done it before, today is just to say it one last time, and ...... in the future."

"What will happen in the future?" Feng Muchen interrupted her and sneered aggressively.

It's over! Que Lan frowned and turned back, wanting to reprimand him a few words, but who knows, Feng Muchen's next words were even more outrageous.

"Hmph, don't you know that I have a fiancée? Besides, I am a descendant of God, and my fiancée has already become a god because she is favored by the goddess of wisdom! Besides, how many disasters have you caused? I have been tolerating you in every way before, and it is also because of your young age and shallow knowledge, why don't I communicate and discuss with the goddess of another time and space, and want to discuss with you?"

The more Feng Muchen spoke, the louder he became, and the three consecutive blows made the moon blazing and shaking, and the two lines of tears slipped unconsciously.

The more Que Lan listened, the more shocked she became, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug Yuechi, a wave of anger surged into her heart, and she was about to scold her, when she heard Feng Muchen sneer.

"Hmph, are there a lot of people on Biluo Island?"