Walk!Go and marry the king!

Chapter 109

The sky has not yet begun to get bright, the wind and snow have gradually subsided, and the kitchen of the antique shop is billowing with smoke.

Jing Feng leaned against the threshold of the kitchen with a plate of black mushroom chicken, looked at the busy back inside, and looked at the hard-earned masterpiece in his hand, sniffed it suspiciously, tilted his head slightly and lowered his head "Is it really that unpalatable?"

So, he raised his fingers and picked up a piece of it, stuffed it into his mouth in doubt, chewed it, and chewed it again.

The man's face immediately turned blue and then purple!
Mu Luoxiao was slicing carrots when he suddenly heard a sound of vomiting, turned his head and saw that Jing Feng was running to the table and pouring water into his mouth.

"I'll go! The fire must be too hot!"

After preparing all the ingredients, Mu Luoxiao turned to see if the rice was cooked. The hot steam enveloped her in the fairyland above the clouds, she looked down at the rice and said, "It's just like you, don't ask for a meeting in the future The wife who cooks will starve to death."

At this time, Jing Feng had already walked into the kitchen, looked at the fire, added another piece of firewood, watched the fire become more prosperous, the sound of beep beep sounded very warm, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Dude likes men of!"

The cooking action stopped, and then Mu Luoxiao turned his face in shock, with an unbelievable "When did it start?!"

Jing Feng leaned against the wall, pretending to be thinking, and then said seriously, "Well... since I met King Qi."

Looking at Mu Luoxiao's wide-open Shui Linger's eyes, Jing Feng couldn't help but burst out laughing instantly, and subconsciously patted her head, "Don't worry, Master is very normal, and won't snatch you."

As he spoke, he walked to the cupboard and took out the dishes, but Mu Luoxiao's cheeks were as red as a soldering iron, she couldn't hide her shyness even if she bowed her head, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, "You can grab it, sister is a rotten girl .”

Jing Feng didn't return to her, just chuckled, and put the plate next to the pot so that she could serve it. The two of them came and went in a tacit understanding. Seen from a distance, they looked like a loving couple.

Mu Luoxiao put the last spoonful of food on the plate, and Jing Feng took it out immediately, the smell rushed into his nose, his appetite increased greatly, he nodded and praised outside, "Ningzi, there are meat and vegetables, and the cooking is not bad, You can marry."

"That's it! Who am I! I have been fighting alone for more than 20 years, how can I survive without a skill! Sigh!"

The sudden shout startled Jing Feng, he seemed to be used to this rhythm, but within a second he had rushed into the kitchen.

"what happened?"

Mu Luoxiao turned around, her apron was wet a lot, looking up, she was holding her hands and flapping her tongue non-stop.

"Too, too hot, my tongue is burning."

Her voice was indistinct, Jing Feng looked at the bone soup stewed in the pot, turned around and brought her a glass of cold water, and said with a smile, "Monkey has an impatient temper."

After drinking the water, Mu Luoxiao found that his tongue had temporarily lost sensation, and the bone soup hadn't tasted salty yet, so he called Jing Feng closer, scooped up a small spoonful and handed it to his mouth.

"Try it."

There was a sipping sound, Jing Feng nodded, and agreed, "It's just right, the taste is very strong, not bad."

Mu Luoxiao smiled sweetly at him, "That's it!", then turned around to serve the soup, and Jing Feng graciously presented the big bowl.

They don't know, what's thick in this room at the moment is not only the bone soup, but also the chilling meaning in the eyes of a certain man. Looking at the men and women in a happy atmosphere, and seeing that table of good food, Hua Jian's heart sank. , swallowed, the two laughed happily and loudly, so why didn't they close the door?Is this insincere to make the prince catch up?
The cold wind blew in, he shook his head, turned around and closed the door casually, and with a loud noise, the people in the kitchen turned their heads silently.

Boom!

The spoon in Mu Luoxiao's hand dropped.

(End of this chapter)