"You ......"

"Don't say anything, Your Highness the War King, this is what I made with my own hands, you can try it quickly!" Si Nannan offered a treasure and looked at him expectantly.

Can.

It's not that Feng Zhiwu doesn't give face, it's just that he can't find a place to speak.

The black thing on the table, like charcoal, and black smoke, made him very embarrassed.

There is also Si Nannan.

Are you burnt?

His face was as black as the ashes of the bottom of the pot, his hair was curled in several pieces, his sleeves were black, and he looked at him with a smile, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth, like a little dirty cat that got into the stove and ate it.

I can't bear to look at it directly.

"Miss Si...... I have a heart. He opened his mouth, but couldn't find the right words, "This heart has been accepted by the king." ”

"Go and wash it first, and then enjoy it with the king...... How about calling it a flower chicken? ”

"Yes."

Si Nannan's cooperated Ma slipped away to take a bath.

Feng Zhiwu picked up the brush, poked at the lump of black charcoal on the plate, and rubbed off two large pieces of ash.

"Master, something is wrong, are you still in the mood to play with charcoal here?!" Lin Feng ran in, and his eyes were shocked by the scene in front of him.

Come on!

Master!

You're fifteen years old, not five, okay?

"What?" Feng Zhiwu instantly recovered his coldness.

"Zhang Hu is dead."

On the way to the escort, Zhang Hu bit his tongue and committed suicide, and before he died, he shouted loudly in the prisoner car, one by one to testify against General Si's crimes.

At that time, many people were there, and they heard those words.

The current situation is very unfavorable for General Si.

"Oh." Feng Zhi's worried expression was faint, "Release the news, Zhang Hu is just a pathfinder, and the real physical evidence is in the hands of this king." ”

"Master! You don't have any evidence in your hands, why ......"

Lin Feng suddenly understood something.

"You're trying to lure the snake out of the hole?"

The murderer knows the news and is worried about being exposed, and will definitely do everything he can to erase the physical evidence.

But in this way, the murderer will inevitably go at the master, which is equivalent to the master taking all the danger on himself, in case something happens......

"Think twice, master!"

Feng Zhi raised his eyes worriedly: "Let you go, you will go." ”

"But ......"

"Don't let Si Nannan know."

"This ...... Be. Lin Feng knew that no one could change what the master decided, but he didn't understand why the master wanted to put himself in danger for the sake of Miss Si.

Doesn't the master hate Miss Si very much?

"Let someone send a flower chicken over."

Doesn't the master dislike chicken?

It's a day, weird!

"My subordinates are going to command the kitchen."

A quarter of an hour after Lin Feng left, Si Nannan, who had taken a bath, ran over, rubbing his hands and sitting on the small bench, his hair dripping with water, waiting to share this happiness with him.

"Why isn't your hair dry?" He raised his eyes.

"I'm afraid you've been waiting for a long time, it's called the flower chicken is cold, but it won't taste good."

She smiled cleanly, and immediately bumped into Feng Zhiwu's eyes, making his eyes slightly dark.

As if his heart was moving slightly, he raised his hand, "Come here." ”

"What?"

Si Nannan tilted his head, jumped off the stool and walked in front of him, and his big palm immediately covered her head.

There's a warm smell spreading.

His palm slowly descended, wrapped in strong internal force, and everywhere he went, a faint steam floated up, and her hair dried inch by inch.

"Wow!"

Si Nannan's mouth opened wide in shock.

Can internal forces still be used like this?

I have seen it for a long time!

Zhan Ace dryer, warm, very intimate.