The two big men crawled away and ran away. Donglinghuang pulled Xiaoxiao into his arms, lifted her chin, and chuckled, "When did you become my young master's sister again?"
Xiaoxiao felt strange eyes coming towards her from behind, pushed Dong Linghuang away, stood up and pulled Xuanyuan Ye to sit down opposite him.
Xuanyuan Ye's beautiful big eyes were all focused on the delicious food on the table, and the sound of swallowing was heard by Xiaoxiao.
Xiaoxiao held up the bowl and chopsticks and handed them to him, saying softly, "Are you hungry? Eat something quickly."
Xuanyuan Ye looked at her blankly. This face was not Xia Weiyang's, but he remembered this voice.
He took the bowls and chopsticks and saw that no one else made any move. Although he was extremely hungry, he still tried his best to hold back and made no move.
Seeing his appearance, Xiaoxiao guessed what he was thinking, so she picked up the bowl and chopsticks and said to Dong Linghuang, "Sir, it's time to eat."
Dong Linghuang nodded, and Bai Feng hurried forward to serve him food and vegetables. The service was extremely attentive, and he almost didn't even feed him with his own hands.
It can be seen that Xuanyuan Ye seems to have been hungry for a long time. He ate four bowls of rice in total and just burped. Although he was hungry, he did not gorge himself. His movements were not very elegant, but they were not vulgar.
After eating, Xiaoxiao told Donglinghuang that she would take Xuanyuan Ye up to take a bath. He was dirty and probably hadn't taken a bath for a long time.
Dong Linghuang ordered someone to bring a set of clothes to Xiaoxiao's room. Xiaoxiao put the clothes on the bed, pulled Xuanyuan Ye to sit beside the bed, and asked with confusion, "How did you end up like this?
How did you come here?"
Xuanyuan Ye stared at her blankly for a while, then threw himself into her arms and cried, "It's all you who is dead, and it's all your fault, Your Highness. If it weren't for you, would Your Highness be like this?"
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Xiaoxiao frowned and stretched out her hand to touch his head. Although she was about the same age as him, Yun Xiaoxiao's real age was older than him. Seeing his pitiful appearance,
Derived from the maternal love that women are born with, they couldn't help but say softly, "Why do you have anything to do with me again?"
Xuanyuan Ye suddenly pushed her away, blushing, "Why are you touching my head?"