Chapter 239: I Don't Eat Too Sweet
Feng Yutian looked at the row of delicate dim sum in front of him and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Before, she was still thinking that the first two times she got into this carriage, she saw a lot of pastries and fruits on the coffee table.
This time, I didn't see anything.
I didn't think it was here.
Just when Feng Yutian was looking at the row of delicate dim sum in front of him, Ye Mingyou had already raised his hand and waved his hand towards the dim sum in front of him: "Third Miss, please feel free." ”
When Feng Yutian heard this, he didn't start directly, but withdrew his gaze towards the dim sum, and turned to look directly at Ye Mingyou: "Is it sweet?"
"Sweet or not, it's hard to say, this, I have to taste it in person to know. Ye Ming said with a smile.
When Feng Yutian heard this, he looked at Ye Mingyou: "I don't eat too sweet." ”
"Then, the third lady can taste a little. "Nightshade whispers.
Feng Yutian looked at Ye Mingyou's appearance, then retracted his gaze, and turned to look at the pastry in front of him, and the next moment, Feng Yutian directly picked up the chopsticks, took a piece of osmanthus cake and put it aside.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Yutian put down his chopsticks and said to Ye Mingyou: "This osmanthus cake is half for one person." ”
"Good. Ye Ming heard this, and he didn't want to respond.
Feng Yutian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw Ye Mingyou's refreshing response.
She also thought that Ye Ming Tryst would say that there was no need for one person and half of the people here.
Of course, Ye Mingyu responded so cheerfully, Feng Yutian naturally wouldn't say anything.
The next moment, Feng Yutian directly used the knife on the side to cut the pastry in half.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Yutian picked up the osmanthus cake on the plate with chopsticks.
Then he put the osmanthus cake in his mouth.
As soon as this hanging flower paste was entered, a burst of rich osmanthus fragrance was filled~ filled Feng Yutian's entire mouth.
The next moment, Feng Yutian's eyes couldn't help but light up.
This osmanthus cake melts in the mouth, the floral fragrance is rich, and it is a top grade.
After swallowing all the osmanthus cakes in his mouth, Ye Mingyu's voice came to Feng Yutian's ears.
"Third Miss, do you think it's too sweet?" Ye Ming said quietly.
"It's not sweet, it's not light, it's just right. Feng Yutian responded.
She didn't like to eat anything too sweet.
However, she doesn't like it either.
Therefore, the osmanthus cake in front of her really looks like it was tailor-made for her.
Exceptionally suited to her tastes.
Thinking of this, Feng Yutian couldn't help but add: "It's delicious." ”
Ye Mingyou looked at Feng Yutian's satisfied face, his eyes were full of smiles, and then said, "In this case, the third young lady can use more." ”
"Then thank you for the hospitality, I'm welcome. Feng Yutian responded.
Now, though, she doesn't feel hungry.
However, if some eat, she naturally won't stop eating.
What's more, it's still something so much to her taste.
While saying this, Feng Yutian wanted to directly pick up the pastry he had just cut and put it in his mouth.
No, the chopsticks in her hand hadn't touched the pastry in front of her, and one chopstick had picked up the pastry before her.
The owner of this chopstick, even if he doesn't have to think about it, Feng Yutian knows it.
Who else will there be besides Ye Mingyu.
Seeing that what he was about to do was 'cut off' like this, Feng Yutian immediately smiled: "There are so many pastries here, and the night boy will also try ~ others ~ end ~ whole." ”
"There's no need for anything else, after all, I just talked to the third lady in the next place. Ye Mingyu smiled.
Then, under Feng Yutian's gaze, he directly put the pastry in hand into his mouth with chopsticks.
Seeing this, Feng Yutian immediately withdrew his gaze.
She doesn't have the ~fetish~ of staring at others to eat~ good.
For now, she still tastes her pastries attentively.
Thinking of this, Feng Yutian directly put the chopsticks on the pastry on the other side.
Immediately afterwards, with chopsticks, I picked up a piece of pastry and took a light ~ bite ~ .
Feng Yutian had just started her usual pastries, and the sound of the soul bell came to her ears.
"Is this pastry really that good?" said the Dementor Bell.
Feng Yutian didn't respond, but ~bite~ a bite of the pastry.
Seeing that Feng Yutian was quite happy eating, the Soul Bell couldn't help but say, "Is it so delicious?" ”
When Feng Yutian heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.
If it weren't for the fact that Ye Mingyou was here now, she really wanted to tell the Dementor Bell that if she really wanted to eat, she could transform into a shape.
As soon as Feng Yutian touched the word 'transformation' here, her hand couldn't help but pause.
The next moment, Feng Yutian's eyes couldn't help but converge.
She remembered what the Soul Bell had said before, that as long as her soul was repaired, it could successfully transform.
She remembered that the Soul Bell had said that as long as her soul could be repaired halfway, it would come out naturally.
Speaking of which, she was just thinking about whether she had really repaired half of her soul.
Now, she suddenly realized that the thinking she had just made was completely superfluous.
Because, she has the most direct way to judge.
That is, let the Dementor Bell out.
If the Dementor Bell can really come out and successfully transform.
So, in other words, her current soul is really as seen on the surface, and half of it has been repaired.
Thinking of this, Feng Yutian's eyes narrowed again.
However, Feng Yutian's current thoughts, the Dementor Bell did not know.
"By the way, there was a little bit I thought was very strange just now, Feng Ling obviously saw your current appearance, why wasn't he surprised at all?" The sudden words of the dementor bell made Feng Yutian jump out of that thinking mode just now.
Instead, they have a new mindset.
Just as Feng Yutian was thinking, the words of the Dementor Bell came again: "However, I think I may have thought too much about it completely. I guess the wind spirit was just far away, so I didn't see your appearance clearly, or rather, there was something else.
Anyway, as of now, I don't notice anything unusual in her. ”
When Feng Yutian heard this, he couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth.
I have to say that the way of thinking of the Dementor Bell is really abnormally jumpy.
It's really east for a while, west for a while.
It's unpredictable.
However, if Feng Yutian said this directly, the Soul Bell would definitely refute her.
After all, Feng Yutian's way of thinking was not far behind compared to the Soul Bell.
Thinking of this, Feng Yutian gathered his mind a little, and put all the osmanthus cakes in his mouth at hand.
The next moment, Feng Yutian put down the chopsticks in his hand.
Ye Mingyou looked at the chopsticks that Feng Yutian had put down, and couldn't help but say, "Third Miss, but you are not satisfied?"
"No, I'm satisfied. Feng Yutian responded, and then, Feng Yutian nodded towards Ye Mingyou: "Thank you Ye Gongzi for your hospitality." ”