Chapter 227

The hand holding chopsticks is either the left hand or the right hand. Few people can get used to chopsticks with both hands, especially Shifu. I'm afraid he won't use chopsticks if there's something wrong with him.

However, since he couldn't use chopsticks, why didn't he say a word?

"Grandfather yun'an, let the servant girl bring a spoon."

Feng Yu looks up and orders the housekeeper. Long Zixuan, who is talking with Yun Hong, suddenly turns his head and glances at her, then moves his eyes away quickly.

The maid quickly took the spoon. Fengyu stood up and took it. She put it on the plate in front of longzixuan and said, "master, your right hand is inconvenient. Use a spoon."

Yun Yixuan looks at Feng Yu and long Zixuan. There is a deep meaning in his eyes. It's really intriguing between the three younger sisters and long Sizhu.

But it doesn't seem surprising.

On the other hand, Yunhong was relieved to laugh and said with a smile, "my girl is really good. She knows how to be considerate. But, girl, when can you be considerate?"

It's a real headache to have such a grandfather who is afraid that the world will not be in chaos.

Fengyu helplessly looked at him and said, "grandfather, what kind of mess do you add? Master's hand is injured, and he can't get chopsticks. I just asked my servant girl to give me a spoon. Do you even want to eat this vinegar? "

Yun Hong raised his face and said with a snort, "nonsense, who said I was jealous? I was thinking, since the girl is so considerate, why don't you feed Zixuan directly? He is injured in his right hand. I think he is not used to using a spoon in his left hand. Zixuan boy is your master. When he can't move easily, isn't it natural for you to serve him as an apprentice? "

The master is equal to the father. When you are not able to move, you can only serve the apprentices.

So what the old man said was very orderly, no matter how he listened, there was nothing wrong with it, but Fengyu had a strange feeling.

Is the old man taking the right medicine? Let her feed master? Or did she hear it wrong?

Even Yun Yixuan put down his chopsticks and looked at Xiang Yunhong. What was his grandfather doing? If he has a good intuition, it's not as simple for the master to treat his three younger sisters as it is for the master to treat his disciples. I'm afraid it's wrong for the grandfather to ask his three younger sisters to feed him.

Yun Yixuan frowned and said to Yun Hong, "grandfather..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Yunhong's exaggeration. Yunhong suddenly stretched out his hand to hold his head, wrinkled his face and said weakly, "ouch, Yixuan, how can grandfather's head suddenly faint so badly? Help me back to my room to have a rest."

Fengyu frowned and worried. How can you say dizziness is dizziness? According to the truth, grandfather took the water of life, it is impossible to get sick, ah, where is the accident?

She rushed to Yunhong and said in a worried voice, "what's the matter with you, grandfather? I'll take a look for you. "

"No, no, I'm just tired. Let Yixuan take me back to my room and have a rest."

Yunhong quickly waved his hand to refuse Fengyu, then glared at yunyixuan and said, "smelly boy, don't you help me back to my room soon?"

"Yes, grandfather."

Yun Yixuan elegantly puts down his chopsticks and gets up to help Yun Hong. Yun Hong looks at long Zixuan, smiles apologetically and says, "Zixuan boy, I'm sorry. I feel sick occasionally, so excuse me first."

Dragon Zixuan to his hook lip a smile, gorgeous face Wen Wen courtesy, "cloud grandfather please."

Yunhong was helped up by yunyixuan. Before he left, he did not forget to stare at Fengyu and said, "smelly girl, don't forget to serve Zixuan boy for dinner."

Finish saying words, then called cloud an servant girl a, the pace staggers lean on cloud Yi Xuan body, several people leave together.

There are only Fengyu and longzixuan left in the room. The atmosphere is a little delicate. Fengyu turns to take a quick look at longzixuan, and then finds that he looks at her with a smile on his eyebrows, and there is an intoxicating light at the bottom of his eyes.

I don't know why, Fengyu was burned by his eyes for no reason. She coughed and turned her head in a panic. Then she saw that Yunhong, who had already gone far, was holding his waist and walking powerlessly. But when she looked carefully, she could see that he was hunting for wind.

Feng Yu's eyebrows are deeply twisted. Isn't grandfather a headache? He didn't press his head, but he held his waist. He knew how good his spirit was. He walked with a strong pace, but he had to pretend to be weak and vain.

Well, the old man was cheating her. She said, how could he have dizziness and brain swelling after taking the water of life.

I'm afraid it's true that he wants to support all talents. What does the old man want to do?

Did he want to give her and master a chance to be alone?

Feng Yu's mind suddenly raised such a ridiculous idea.

"Little feather, didn't you hear granddad Yun? Why don't you serve me soon? "

Just as the absurd idea in Feng Yu's mind became more and more intense, the voice of dragon, purple and mysterious demon with a smile suddenly sounded in his ear. He seemed to be in a very happy mood, and even his voice was stained with a charming smile.Feng Yu's face suddenly burned up. Even she felt a little confused. She looked away in a panic and said in a low voice, "master, you can try to hold the spoon with your left hand."

She has never fed a man before. Even if she is a master, she may not be able to pass the test in her heart.

Long Zixuan's eyes narrowed. His voice and smile dissipated. He floated a little cool and said, "I'm not used to it, little feather. Are you so unwilling to serve me?"

Fengyu clenched her fist. She bit her lips and hung her head down. The reason why Shifu's hand became like that was because of his own reasons. He peeled his skin without hesitation. Didn't he think about eating?

How could she be in charge of what he did? How can there be such a thing in the world?

For a long time, he couldn't wait for Feng Yu's answer. There was a trace of disappointment in long Zixuan's eyes. He gave a sneer and said, "forget it, little feather, since you don't want to, I won't embarrass you."

Fengyu immediately relieved, but it seems that there are some other feelings in her heart. She didn't think much, and didn't go deep into that strange feeling.

The atmosphere was silent again.

Fengyu carefully looked up and saw that long Zixuan was holding the teacup in his left hand. His eyes fell on the teacup, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

She bit her lip and said, "master, aren't you hungry? Let me help you. "

Why would he rather stay hungry than try to hold the spoon with his left hand? How can there be such people in the world? And she met her?

Would he be hungry all the time if no one was willing to serve him?

Dragon purple Xuan lifted Mou to see her one eye, say, "forget it, this don't want to force you."

His eyes were deep and he took back his sight. With his injured right hand, he picked up the chopsticks in front of him and went to pick up the food on the table. The bandage on his hand was very thick, so the feeling of holding chopsticks was very strange and heavy. The two chopsticks were not together at all.

Feng Yu couldn't look any longer. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the chopsticks from his hand. Looking at him, he said, "master, I don't feel compelled. Let me come."

She picked up a clean small bowl and filled some rice. Because she knew that he had a strange habit of cleanliness, she put some untouched dishes into the bowl and put the bowl in front of him.

Long Zixuan has been quietly watching her movements, eyes without trace across a streamer, when she put the small bowl full of food in front of him, his brow and uncontrollable wrinkle up.

The bowls and chopsticks he used have always been specially made of top-quality jade. At the moment, seeing the ordinary porcelain and jade in the general's mansion, he really felt that it was hard for him to open his mouth.

Fengyu naturally didn't miss the dislike in his eyes. She has been his apprentice for such a long time. If she doesn't know what he dislikes, it's stupid.

I don't know who is used to his bad habits. He knows dishes and chopsticks when he eats.

She sighed and said, "master, the general's house is not better than the chief's house or zizhufeng. You can make do with it. Although the general's house's dishes and chopsticks are not as good as your special ones, they can't hurt your stomach. Don't worry."

Long Zixuan's Mou Guang looks at Feng Yu's eyebrows deeply. He can't bear to refuse her. So he frowns and opens his gorgeous lips. Mou Guang never leaves her face.

Feng Yu breathes a sigh of relief and puts the food on the chopsticks into his mouth. Although master suffers from neuroticism, it seems that she can't cure him. It seems that she needs to treat him regularly in the future.

Otherwise, this neuroticism is too terrible, just like when I was in King Chen's mansion today.

He is definitely a little neurotic, otherwise, how can he peel off his skin without blinking? This is insane.

After long Zixuan ate it, he had a feeling of nausea. He almost couldn't help spitting out the things in his mouth. However, seeing Feng Yu feeding him seriously, he forced himself to swallow.

After eating it, I feel that this feeling is not so unbearable. It turns out that he can really change it. The reason why he can't change it before is that he didn't meet the person who can make him change.

So, is little feather the one who can change him?

He ate seriously, she fed seriously, however, his eyes have not left her, it seems that only when he looked at her, his mouth dry and tasteless food will be sweet and delicious.

A bowl of rice soon bottomed out, but longzixuan still had some meaning. Fengyu picked an eyebrow and quietly filled another bowl. Longzixuan naturally would not refuse, and her charming eyes looked at her gently.

Ah, I really want Xiaoyu to feed him like this all the time. This feeling really makes him greedy. His eyes narrowed. It should be fast.

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out of the yard, Yun Yixuan sends Yun An and his servant girl away. He gently pushes Yun Hong away, and his wise eyes look at him as if they can penetrate everything.

Yunhong was a little guilty and swallowed his saliva. Holding his waist, he pretended to be weak and said, "smelly boy, help me back to my room quickly. My waist is so sour."Cloud Yi Xuan is taut facial expression, looking at his voice to say without emotion, "grandfather, you just or dizzy, now become waist sour?"

Yunhong's face was stiff. Did he just say dizziness? Oh, how could he forget when he was nervous? He coughed and immediately adjusted his posture. One hand supported his waist, and the other hand pressed his head. He glared at Yun Yixuan.