She glared at him fiercely, and had no choice but to cook with hatred, a small fire ignited in her heart. As long as he was not in a hurry to arrest people, she would have buffer time. Thinking of this, her steps became slightly brisk,
It is no longer the despair and fear I felt when I first met him. There will always be opportunities. I will always wait for an opportunity to escape.
What came up early in the morning was porridge and side dishes, with fresh green leaves that had just been picked at the back of the house; plus a plate of preserved meat that had not been touched last night, it looked very rich. Luojia smelled it, and the aroma of the rice porridge was very strong.
He picked up the bowl and was about to eat when he saw Fang Fei had already sat down on the stool opposite him, moving more swiftly than him, saying nothing, just eating.
He was very surprised: "Fangfei, I'm not used to eating at the same table as others."
Fang Fei knew that he was a loner, he was the Supreme Being, and no one could compare with him. Even for a banquet in the palace, he only had one table and a table, and even his concubines and children could only sit on two sides, each on their own.
How many cases do they have?
"But, this is my home!"
Also, he is a guest, so he shouldn't be too picky. He suppressed a smile: "There is no home for you in this world, and everything belongs to me."
She said dullly: "There is only one table here, and I didn't eat last night..." Anyway, if he dies, what are you afraid of him doing? Besides, this is still his own territory! Everything belongs to him, and he gets it for free.
Drink, what qualifications do you have to be picky?
"Your Majesty, if you are not satisfied, you can eat somewhere else. This table and these things are all mine."
He twitched the corners of his mouth, suppressing his smile, and was soft-spoken, right?
"Fang Fei, I will reluctantly allow you to sit next to me."
Fang Fei ignored him and had an illusion in her heart: Why does this person look so like a paper tiger? She even developed a strange warmth like she did when she was a child: His Majesty the Northern Emperor, he loves herself and is very happy to be with him.
However, this is the method he always likes, cat and mouse, isn't it?
A paper tiger is also a tiger!
Luo Jia looked at her while eating. The little man changed into a robe today, which was dark green. There were light patterns on the collar, which made the slender neck as smooth as a swan. The clean fragrance of a girl was on the tip of his nose.
, without any decoration, everything is natural and elegant.