He Xi shakes his head helplessly, and in his ears there is a constant voice of protest from the egg: "Wuwuwuwu My mother doesn't love eggs anymore. The delicious food will be given to the elder brother who plays with you. Why should I give it to other people? It's definitely eggs. Wuwuwuwu My mother won't hurt any more! "

What a mess this TM is!

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Qinglong soon took He Xi to shuixige, which had already removed the pyroxene. It was ventilated on all sides, and the curtain was floating. It was comfortable and cool inside.

He Xi just walked into the interior of the pavilion, and saw Nangong Yu sitting on the edge of the bed wearing only white silk and satin, half of his long hair spread, and the other half was tied up with silver tassel. From the side, I can see that his nose is high and straight, his facial features are delicate and beautiful, but his face is as pale as transparent.

Mingming and Qinglong both entered the room, but Nangong Yu still didn't realize it, slightly drooping the long and dense eyelashes, the whole person seemed weak and beautiful.

He Xi's heart suddenly flashed a trace of inexplicable pain, she did not like to see this man so weak side. He should be bold and unrestrained, but now in order to save her, he has become so weak.

He Xi gently knocked on the door. Nangong Yu turned around and saw that it was He Xi. The cold eyebrows and eyes soon opened a gentle smile. "Are you here?"

Obviously, it's a plain tone, but it contains a lot of joy and expectation, which makes the heart of Hexi bang and jump.

She collected her mind and went forward with her food box.

Soon a servant in the waterside pavilion came up to take the food box and put everything on the table one by one.

When the smell of food spread in the room, even the well-trained servants of the prince of the underworld couldn't help sucking their noses and swallowing their saliva. They just managed not to show their eager expression.

Just because people in this world almost don't know the existence of seasoning, so many people only pay attention to its spiritual intensity when they eat spiritual food. At most, they eat sweet and salty food. So when they eat the food cooked by themselves in Hexi, they can't believe that the original food can still taste like this.

Yes, since Nangong Yu had a meal over there in He Xi, he began to ask for shameless behavior of long-term packing. The people in the prince of the netherworld's mansion often or rarely recognize what is called human delicacy. Although most people haven't tasted it, they can feel the hunger and thirst of stomach acid when they look at the color, fragrance, spirit concentration, white tiger's propaganda, and the sauce on their fingertips when they clean up the dinner plate.

Alas, if only the princess could marry to the Royal Palace and teach one tenth of her skills to the spiritual chef in the palace.

"Please have dinner with the prince and the princess."

And He Xi also suddenly came back to his mind, as if he was still echoing the resounding "Princess" in his ear, but he lowered his voice to Nangong Yu and said, "when did I become your princess? Tell your subordinates to stop calling me princess. Call me Xi Yue later! "

Nangong Yu picked up a chopstick of food and put it into his mouth. He felt the fragrance and freshness of the food and said with a smile: "since Xi'er will be my princess sooner or later, what's wrong with me letting them shout earlier? It's good for them to get used to it first. "