This is what Feng Yuxi never expected. His thin lips moved and he couldn't say anything.

At this moment, he deeply realized that if you offend anyone, don't offend your father-in-law!

Otherwise, there will be good fruit to eat!

Rongchong'er watched rongshao bully Feng Yuxi. He was unhappy on the spot. He sat next to rongshao, shook his arm twice and tooted his mouth: "Dad, you can't bully Yuxi. Only I can bully him."

"Tut Tut, look at how you protect the calf..." Rong Shao was very upset and felt that her daughter didn't love herself.

His father's noble status was plundered by Feng Yuxi.

Rong pet's head leaned on his shoulder and was soft and coquettish: "no, my favorite is Dad."

Rong Shaoyi changed his heart plug and proudly picked Feng Yuxi's eyebrows, which was full of provocation.

Luo Anning shook her head when she saw it. Jiang Peihua couldn't cry or laugh, but Feng Yuxi could only smile bitterly.

My father-in-law is the biggest, just be happy

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After drinking brown sugar water, her stomach didn't hurt so much. Xiaobai lay on her soft bed and went to sleep quietly.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up hungry.

After a look, it was only two o'clock!

Xiaobai is struggling with the problem of getting up for a late night snack, gritting his teeth and enduring four hours to eat breakfast in the morning.

Originally, the sleep time is less. If you make a snack and eat, it will take at least an hour

That means losing another hour of sleep.

Her heart crossed, closed her eyes and went on sleeping.

Five minutes later, she lifted her thin quilt and went downstairs to get food.

When she came to the kitchen, she was surprised at what she saw.

"Little... Young Marshal?"

The Young Marshal cooks himself?

Can he... Cook food?

The Young Marshal turned around and looked at her. He was calm: "hungry?"

Although he soon turned his back and continued to busy him, Xiaobai nodded. Suddenly, he remembered that he couldn't see, so he replied: "HMM."

After a pause, Xiaobai added, "you're busy first. I'll come in later."

The Young Marshal took the soup in the spoon and tasted it. It was salty and appropriate. Then he turned off the fire. His voice was cold: "No. if you make too many noodles, you can share a bowl."

"No, No." Xiaobai waved again and again, "I'll just do it myself later."

She was terrified. How could she let the Young Marshal cook it for her?

The Young Marshal glanced at her. At that glance, he made her stay where she was. His cold voice obviously heard the aggravation of the tone and got thin sullen: "the teacher didn't teach you not to waste food?"

Xiaobai was questioned. Like a student who made mistakes, he bowed his head and said, "I've taught."

The Young Marshal snorted, took out two bowls and filled out the egg noodles in the pot.

"What are you doing? Bring your own."

"Oh." Xiaobai walked over, picked up his bowl of noodles, followed him and went out of the kitchen.

At such a large long table for 20 people, Xiaobai and the Young Marshal were face to face and ate a bowl of egg noodles without saying a word.

She was very nervous and embarrassed at the beginning. She wanted to find some topics to ease the atmosphere. After a few words, she found that the Young Marshal didn't pay attention to her, so she closed her mouth.

Lower your head, eat noodles faster, and try to finish it quickly and go back to your bedroom!

Unexpectedly, egg noodles taste great!

I can't see it at all. It will be from the Young Marshal.

She sucked away the noodles, completely unaware that the sharp eyes of the Young Marshal opposite adhered to her face all the way.