Dressed as the white moonlight of the blackened male protagonist

Chapter 127 Rescuing the Sick Servant 8
Yu Tang pinched the chopsticks and looked at him eagerly, was Feng reluctant to eat and left all the good ones to her.

Looking at the girl's "longing" eyes.

Feng Lingyi's pupils tightened suddenly, but she didn't plan to prepare another pair of bowls and chopsticks to eat with Yutang.

but it is……

Turning around to Yutang's side, the girl felt a night-like shadow enveloping her, and her body was propped up in the void by a force, and the skirt danced in an arc in the air, and immediately the girl There are more personal fleshy cushions behind him.

Softer than a leather sofa.

He actually held her in his arms.

Feng Lingyi secretly rubbed her arms together, put her head against the girl's neck, narrowed her eyes as if enjoying herself, and took a light breath: Well, I finally hugged her.

That looks very much like a cat slave who licks a cat.

His little princess was really soft and comfortable. Just now when she changed her dress and walked towards him, he wanted to do this, but he couldn't find an opportunity.

She must have been "begging for a hug" when she looked at him with such "longing" eyes just now, and he naturally wanted to satisfy her with such a small request, and spared no effort.

Ever since, Yu Tang wanted the servant to eat well but was completely misunderstood.

Feng Lingyi clung to her body covered with soft compresses, hugged the girl tightly from behind, her voice was like the beating notes on the violin, pouring out the joy of her master, "Do you want me to hug and feed you so much?"

No matter how helpless that tone sounded, it was indulgent everywhere, but the hands around Yutang's waist were not willing to loosen at all, as if he was so satisfied that he went crazy.

Yutang suddenly stuck to the servant, and trembled slightly in fright.

His little face was wrinkled into a ball of bitter gourd, his little head was shaking like a rattle.

I am not, I am not.

She just wanted Feng Lingyi not to eat with her hungry, why was it different from what she thought.

It was too late for her to hide from him... After all, she was always in danger of being sliced.

While thinking about it, the boy had already taken the pair of chopsticks from her hand, and put a small cabbage leaf in front of her, but she still didn't like to eat it.

woohoo...

Seemingly seeing Yu Tang's frown, Feng Lingyi's expression was clear, the corners of his lips raised, "Picky eating is not a good habit..."

As he spoke, he hugged the girl's body tightly, and through the thin princess dress, Yu Tang stuck to the sharp object on the boy's chest. After all, it was the end of the world, and carrying "control knives" with him had become the consensus of survival.

But Yutang seemed to feel the sharp edge of that table knife again... the wound on her neck with the Band-Aid was aching.

The humble girl who was sliced ​​and fed, swallowed the cabbage in one gulp.

It is light and light, with a hint of sweetness, and it is not particularly unpalatable.

Feng Lingyi's white-gloved hand looked clean, which increased Yutang's appetite a lot, not to mention the soft human-shaped flesh pad behind her, which was very comfortable. This is really what a princess should have. treatment.

Seeing Yutang's "obedient" face, he would not refuse the food he fed, and ate it in one bite.

From Feng Lingyi's perspective, you can still see her bulging side face in the shape of a small bun, eating little by little, very much like a little hamster.

The male servant who suppressed himself for a moment and forcibly turned his face to the side: He can't take it anymore... How can his princess be so cute.

The process of eating is very quiet.

Unknowingly, Yutang, a table of four dishes and one soup, was completely eaten, but there was no burping as imagined, uh.

The girl rubbed her belly, thinking to herself, maybe she didn't feel full because of the long reflex arc.

After Yutang finished eating, Feng Lingyi, who finished clearing the plates, went upstairs, and he would clean up Yutang's room every day, meticulously.

　Crab and Shengsheng's ball treasure (suspected to be a small vest of a certain Shengsheng), Baba Chong (baby your devil's name, it's a shame) and the world's number one... The world's unparalleled sand sculpture (suddenly spraying tea) is not the same as drinking boiled water. A tip with sugar (hug you)~
　　
　
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