Feng Yuxi was stunned, then smiled, raised his hand to touch her head, and was dodged by her.

He was not angry, smiled and said, "OK, I'll make you what you want to eat."

That smile, very light, very shallow, but also very happy.

"Whatever." Rong Chong'er just wanted to annoy him. He didn't want to eat anything.

It can be said that she has no appetite.

"Go, wait downstairs. I'll make it for you." Feng Yuxi took her hand and half forced her downstairs.

Rong Chong'er sat on the sofa in a daze. Feng Yuxi had rolled up his sleeves, put on his apron and began to cook in the kitchen.

The servants were used to it and went out of the kitchen to make room for him.

Twenty minutes later, Feng Yuxi's three dishes and one soup came to the table. All the dishes prepared by the servant had been removed. On the table, only the three dishes and one soup that had just been baked were left. They were very homely dishes. There were no exaggerated dishes and exquisite attention, but they were very warm.

Rong Chong'er only moved his chopsticks a few times and stopped eating. He got up and left the table. It was useless to let Feng Yuxi persuade him or keep him.

When Feng Yuxi sat back in his seat, he picked up his chopsticks, but he didn't know how to remove them.

From the young master who can only warm milk to the present one who can cook a few home-made dishes with good taste, his progress is undoubtedly great.

Because he wanted to make it for Rong Chong'er, he used to soak in the kitchen when he was free and learn from the servants. He failed again and again and did not lose heart again and again. Only then did he have the current level.

Feng Yu HSI now understands why some people say, "if you want to catch a man's heart, first catch his stomach." not only do women want to catch a man's stomach by cooking, but so does he.

Make a table of dishes and wait for her with full expectation. That kind of mood is cheerful and nervous. It's a kind of blood boiling, but you can only bear it and don't scare her.

It turns out that being ignored by people who care about it is such a painful thing.

Unfortunately, he realized it now.

Was the beloved so helpless and flustered in the face of his indifference?

…………

all is quiet at dead of night.

In Rong Chong'er's bedroom, Feng Yuxi made a floor beside his bed. In order to look at her all the time, he didn't hesitate to live in by tough means.

Although rongbeloved resists again. No, all objections are invalid.

In the quiet air, her shallow and even breathing sound can be vaguely heard, slow and comfortable.

Guess she might be asleep, Feng Yuxi quietly stood up, sat down by the bed, looked at her quiet face and fingertips, stroked her uncontrollably and stroked her slowly by the bright moonlight outside the window.

He sighed in a low, inaudible voice, "if only he could be so good when he was awake..."

He hesitated for a moment before he leaned over, leaned over her lips and kissed gently.

Unspeakable love is just fear of her being hurt.

He didn't want to stimulate her vulnerable heart with his fiery feelings in this special period.

Back to his floor, Feng Yuxi pulled on the quilt and closed his eyes. He was very satisfied.

The night seems so quiet.

In the middle of the night, Feng Yuxi panicked when he heard the news. He immediately opened his eyes. At this look, his heart almost stopped beating!

Rongpet is like a sleepwalker, muttering to himself, opening the French windows step by step and walking to the balcony outside

Feng Yuxi seemed to be hit in the head. The whole person was stunned. He immediately rushed over, hugged her tightly from behind and dragged her into the bedroom.

"Ah Sheng came to me... Ah Sheng is waiting for me... Look, he is standing in front of me. Ah Sheng is smiling at me..." the whole person was thrown on the bed. Rong pet sat up slowly and whispered to the air.

Feng Yuxi doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but at the moment, he also feels cold on his back!