Crazy concubine is hard to tame: mistakenly provoked the cold and charming black king

Chapter 198 You Don't Live Up To Me, I Don't Live Up To You (1)

The moonlight is like practice, and the galaxy is blurred.

In the hazy night, the man with black hair like a waterfall rested on the roof with his elbows on his hands, staring at the sky in ecstasy.

A chubby black ball of hair climbed up from nowhere, striding towards him with a crooked white porcelain bowl in its mouth.

The man lowered his head as if looking into it, looking at the fat hairball in front of him.

"Daddy!"

The fur ball spread its wings and called out excitedly, but unexpectedly, the porcelain bowl in its mouth fell towards the roof rapidly.

"what is this?"

A second before the porcelain bowl had no bones left, long and white fingers stretched out and pinched it precisely.

"Mother's supper for you."

Big golden eyes stared at the contents of the bowl without blinking, full of longing.

Mo Fenglin's raised hand stopped, and he stared at the porcelain bowl with complicated eyes for a long time.

In the end, he put it aside casually, put his arm under his head, and continued to stare at the night sky in a daze.

Mo Mo secretly glanced at that pretty profile, then carefully moved towards the porcelain bowl little by little.

Finally, the porcelain bowl appeared next to its claws, and it could poke into the bowl as long as it lowered its head.

Mo Mo cautiously glanced at Mo Fenglin again, seeing that his eyes were closed, and he didn't seem to care about him at all, so he confidently poked his bright yellow beak into the bowl.

Just as he was about to touch the bowl of milky-white liquid that looked very attractive, a hand suddenly reached out and picked it up.

The delicious food that was about to reach his mouth flew away, and his big golden eyes were instantly covered with water vapor, making him look pitiful.

However, the person who picked it up had long been immune to its poor skill, and flicked its little head expressionlessly.

"You ate my old lady's ten high-grade human pills at night! Do you still want to steal the porridge that I have worked so hard for an hour?"

The furball drooped its head, gathered its wings together and pretended to be dead.

Ye Lanyi didn't care about it, and reached out to take the bowl of cold rice porridge.

At this moment, a pair of hands stretched out and covered her hands on the porcelain bowl.

"Let go!"

"I have not eaten."

As if he had just woken up, the magnificent man opened his starry eyes and fixedly looked at her.

"Stop pretending to be asleep?" Ye Lanyi slowly raised her hand and raised her eyebrows.

Mo Fenglin smiled noncommittally, picked up the porcelain bowl with one hand, but still clung to her with the other hand.

Ye Lanyi frowned, but couldn't break free no matter what.

"Cough, cough, cough! Little, little leaf, is this the porridge you've been cooking for an hour?"

Mo Fenglin suddenly choked a few times.

Ye Lanyi stared at the porcelain bowl with a guilty conscience, "Yes, yes."

"It's delicious!" Mo Fenglin swallowed hard, and then spit out two words.

Ye Lanyi frowned, tossed the fur ball to grab the porridge bowl in his hand.

"This is the porridge you made for me specially, don't try to snatch it!"

Mo Fenglin raised his hand faster than she could react, and poured a bowl of porridge into his mouth.

"Who boiled it for you on purpose? I was hungry and went to the kitchen to find something to eat. I cooked it myself when I couldn't find it. Seeing that you came back so late, I just brought you a bowl."

"Ah."

Mo Fenglin smiled noncommittally, his crescent-shaped eyes showed his happy mood at the moment.

"Come here and talk to me."

He tightly grasped Ye Lanyi's dishonest paws to make room for a small space.

Ye Lanyi glanced at the empty bowl next to her.

Taking advantage of Mo Fenglin's inattention, she quickly dipped some porridge with her fingers and put it in her mouth.

In an instant, an indescribable salty taste flew back from the tip of her tongue, making her expression stiff for a moment.

"tasty?"

Mo Fenglin raised her eyebrows and let go of her hand.

Without saying a word, Ye Lanyi grabbed him and dragged him down.

"Go drink water!"

Sure enough, even after living two lifetimes, she is not suitable for cooking!

It's so embarrassing to cook sweet porridge but put the wrong salt in it!
Mo Fenglin pulled her back nonchalantly.

Because of the excessive force, the defenseless Ye Lanyi staggered and fell into his arms.

His slender elbows stuck out from behind and held her tightly in his arms.

Then, his head rested on her shoulder.

"Don't go, don't move, talk to me."

A low whisper rang in her ears, and the warm breath gently lingered around her, as if with a faint pleading.

For a moment, Ye Lanyi felt that a certain place had collapsed in her heart, as if she could poke a hole by stretching out her fingers.

She stopped struggling, and said a little at a loss, "What are you talking about?"

"Why don't we just talk about my lady's cooking skills?"

A smiling voice resounded faintly, and the weight on his back sank a bit.

The person behind him leaned against her lazily as if he had no bones.The smooth long hair rubbed against her neck, as if there was a clingy, lazy big cat leaning against her side.

"Don't laugh at me. Don't think I don't know. When you were in Dongyin Temple, you burned the rice." Ye Lanyi snorted softly.

After thinking about it, the girl's face softened a little, with a few narrow smiles on her face.

"Beautiful Snake, I will never learn how to cook in my life. I don't count on your cooking skills anymore. Are we going to drink the Northwest Wind in the future?"

As soon as the words came out, Ye Lanyi was stunned.

Almost unconsciously, she actually worried about living with this beautiful snake?

Speechlessly looking at the quiet night sky, let a thunder strike her to death!

She was frantic, but the lazy big cat behind her held her even tighter in her arms, as if holding some rare treasure that was afraid of being snatched away by others.

"I will never starve you." The smiling voice murmured, rubbing against each other contentedly.

The corners of Ye Lanyi's mouth were strangely stiff, and his brain froze immediately.

Mo Fenglin's breathing suddenly became a little heavy, and the voice was so light that it was almost talking to herself like a stream of water, making her think she was dreaming.

"When I was young, I didn't have much to eat. My mother could only cook the little food that was left into porridge for me to eat."

The nostalgic murmur, like lightning, fixed Ye Lanyi in place, almost unbelievable.

This man, as if he should be aloof from birth, overlooks all living beings with a beautiful and arrogant attitude.

Words like no food, not enough to eat, can't be imagined, and they are associated with him.

But he seemed to have been completely immersed in memories, not so much talking to Ye Lanyi, it was more like talking unconsciously.

"My mother is not good at cooking. I always thought that the food was that kind of indescribable strange taste, until my father came to pick me up. No matter how many delicious things I taste, I always dream of my mother cooking Those porridges."

"What about your mother?" Ye Lanyi responded in a low voice.

"She's gone." The understated voice contained all the unfinished stories.

His voice was obviously calm, but Ye Lanyi grabbed his hand subconsciously, as if aware that the soul beside him was on the verge of erupting.

Mo Fenglin suddenly laughed, and lazily tapped Ye Lanyi's forehead.

"Silly girl, I'm teasing you. Don't hurt your self-confidence."

Ye Lanyi didn't make a sound, but suddenly squeezed his hand hard, pinching out two fingerprints.

Mo Fenglin suddenly sat up straight, and turned Ye Lanyi's body so that she faced him.

The deep gaze is like a deep well with magical power. After one glance at it, people dare not look again, lest they become addicted to it and die forever.

However, he stretched out his palm, pinched the girl's chin in front of him, and forced her to look at him.

"My mother left that man only because my mother's family adheres to the same. So—"

Under such pious and focused eyes, Ye Lanyi felt her heart beating so fast that she almost jumped out. She wanted to escape subconsciously, but she couldn't move. She could only watch those thin lips move, and slowly spit out each word. .

"You don't let me down, and I will never let you down."

(End of this chapter)