From the man's dignified eyes, Zhao Wanxi also felt the seriousness and urgency of the situation.

"Is Leng Siyan going to fight general Mu Zhiling?"

Leng junao nodded solemnly: "it's just that Mu Zhiling is the person of the emperor's grandmother. Leng Siyan still has something to fear. If he finds out that the emperor's grandmother knows his secret, he will not have any more scruples."

Zhao Wanxi and the man's eyes are opposite: "Ao, as long as you are no longer separated, no matter what kind of decision you make, I will support you!"

In the depths of the man's dark eagle eyes, there was a dazzling light. He swallowed his throat and tried to restrain the surging impulse in his body.

He's a poison man! Even if you want to do something in your heart, you can only try to restrain yourself!

Zhao Wanxi's deep apricot eyes, but also across a trace of imperceptible loss, she can feel the man's desire to restrain, in the face of such a situation, in addition to loss, there is embarrassment.

However, this is just the beginning. Zhao Wanxi tells herself in her heart that even if there is only love left, they can live happily.

She pulls Leng junao's big palm, and suddenly smiles at him with ease: "I left a small cage bag for you in the kitchen. Now I'm going to heat it for you. Are you still hungry this day?"

Leng Jun Ao quietly stares at the little woman in front of her. He can't bear to brush her and let him drag him to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, under the dim candlelight, Zhao Wanxi starts to smoke, steams a few small cages, and looks at her face with a smile. After the bustle, the thin lips of the man's Cen Leng are gradually lifted, and a bewitching radian is raised.

The steaming little cage was wrapped out of the pot. Zhao Wanxi reached out to carry the cage. As soon as her fingertips touched it, she was scalded back. She pulled her ears two times and then put them to her mouth to blow two times. As soon as she wanted to reach out again, she was grabbed by the man's big palm wearing black armor gloves.

"I'll do it!"

Leng junao, wearing a black helmet, easily put the hot lattice cage on the table, opened the cage cover, and the smell of steaming white meat came to his face.

Zhao Wanxi's eyebrows are slightly raised, with a kind of coquettish tone of her daughter's family: "ah, try my craft!"

The man's long and narrow eagle eyes are smiling. He takes the meat bag in his hand and sends it to his mouth. But his eyes are not blinking. He stares at the woman's beautiful face.

Her smile and twinkle, still as before, as if they had never lost in the past three years, they had never separated, everything is so natural and harmonious.

Zhao Wanxi by the man's hot eyes staring at the cheek hot, unnatural clear throat: "delicious?"

Leng junao's eyes are still looking at her affectionately, with a serious answer: "it's the best little cage bag I've ever eaten in my life."

Sweet talk!

Zhao Wanxi is very useful, pursed his mouth and laughed foolishly: "you like to eat, later I will often do, tong'er also like to eat my small cage bag."

At this time, a boy's low voice came from the kitchen door: "why does fairy sister only make food for Dad? I like your buns, too

Er! I am embarrassed!

No one thought that in the dead of night, a boy would suddenly appear at the kitchen door.

No! In addition to amu, a small head appeared at the kitchen door, and the little girl of ghost spirit quietly emerged from behind amu's brother.

"You When did you wake up? "