It was a rare occasion that Feng Teng was in a very good mood as soon as he got up. He even went away humming a tune. His eyes glanced at the basket on the table, and a familiar smell of meat lingered in his nose. It turned out that this woman was giving him a gift early in the morning.
Came early.
Feng Teng was in an even better mood. Although Fusang was very busy in the past two days, he was still within the scope of the Dragon Palace. He also needed time to sit quietly and recuperate. Unexpectedly, Fusang took the initiative to come and brought breakfast.
Feng Teng got out of bed and walked to the dining table.
"Hey, why are you blocking me!"
"I'm not blocking you, I'm just sitting here!"
"Have you ever sat like this?" Sequoia looked depressingly at Fusang, who stretched out his long legs in an imageless manner and placed the rails at the door.
"Why can't anyone sit like this? This is the most popular sitting posture nowadays! Don't you know?" Fuso leaned leisurely on the back of the door, refusing to let Sequoia in.
Seeing her vixen-like appearance and writhing around, Fusang was not happy and wanted to go into the house. There was no door.
"What right do you have to block my way? The Dragon Palace is not yours, and the Dragon King is not yours either!" Sequoia also woke up early and prepared his favorite snacks for Feng Teng.
"It's not mine, and it's not yours, so you have no right to blame me, and even ask me to make way for you!"
"Then are you going to give in or not?" Sequoia's face hardened, his voice deepened, and he asked angrily.
"What will you do if I say no?" Fusang is no longer afraid of Sequoia. She doesn't believe Sequoia dares to cause trouble at Feng Teng's door.
If you dare to make trouble, it would be better, just let Feng Teng see clearly, these confusing fairies are so bad!
"I will~" Sequoia palmed his hands and gathered a burst of energy. Just as he was about to take action, the door creaked open and he immediately put it away.
"Ah~" Fuso, who was originally leaning against the door, suddenly lost support on his back and fell backwards.
But she thought that since the door opened, Feng Teng must be standing behind her, so she wouldn't fall to the ground. It's a pity that Fusang made this plan too early!
Feng Teng took two steps back slightly without any trace, looked down at Fusang, leaned back little by little, and finally fell on all fours!
Xiaoyang, who deserved to be stabbed a thousand times, actually ignored himself.
"Hehehe~" Lady Sequoia covered her mouth and chuckled. It seems that the Dragon King didn't like this woman very much! Otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered to help her and let her fall.
Or rather, in fact, this woman has been guarding the door all the time because she couldn't get in without the Dragon King's permission!
"What are you doing at my door so early in the morning?" Feng Teng glanced at Fusang, who was sitting on the ground and sulking. If the woman starts to cheat, she seems to be in good spirits.
"Sequoia made some snacks for you to have sex with, Mr. Dragon King, and brought them here specially!" Sequoia raised the basket in his hand and said softly.
Fusang scolded the pretentious dancer several times in his heart. She was so fierce just now, but suddenly she became gentle. No actor in the troupe had such a change of face.
"Oh?" Feng Teng raised his voice,
"Come in!"
Sequoia crossed over Fusang and kicked her twice on purpose. Fusang, who was ignored by Feng Teng from head to toe, became calmer and slowly got up from the ground. She wanted to see the competition for favor in the Dragon Palace.
What are the women like?
As soon as Sequoia approached the table, he smelled the smell of meat. He glanced at another basket that had already been placed on the table. Thinking that it was probably brought by Fuso, he deliberately slapped his nose with a look of disgust.
"Eh~ What does it smell like? It smells so strong of pork!"
Fusang leaned against the door, folding her hands on her chest and squinting at Sequoia. She wanted to see what good snacks Sequoia could bring out.
Then, Fusang surrendered.
Sequoia took out a dessert box made of sandalwood from the basket. It was divided into eight petals, including round, peach, square, triangle, pomegranate, bergamot, bat, and kidney. The eight shapes were different.
There are eight types of dumplings, cakes, doughs, rolls, cakes, pastries and strips. They are finely made, evenly layered, the fillings are soft and sandy, and the fruit aroma is pure.
It’s really appetizing and dazzling!
Sequoia looked at Fusang proudly. Apart from dancing, what she was best at was these eight snacks. The dance caught the Dragon King's eyeballs, and the snacks caught the Dragon King's stomach. They won the Dragon King's love.
It's not empty talk.
"Sequoia, I see your cooking skills have improved even more!" Feng Teng praised.
Fusang glared at Feng Teng angrily, ran over angrily, picked up his basket,
"I think I'm feeding the pigs!" After yelling, Fuso turned around and left.
Eat, eat, eat, I'll choke you to death!
Damn Feng Teng, no wonder she used to dislike the food she cooked. It turned out that he always ate such exquisite and delicious food. Hum~ She would rather feed it to the pig than to this damn lamb.
Fusang buried his head in cursing Feng Teng and walked without looking at anyone. As soon as he reached the corner, he bumped into someone.
"Who doesn't have eyes?"
Falling down on the stone ground, Fusang felt like his butt was about to burst!
When the person who was hit saw Fusang clearly, his eyes that were about to get angry became a little better.
"Sea Girl!" It should be right to call it this way!
"Hey, it's you!" Fusang rubbed his butt and stood up, looking at the other person's thigh that was still bandaged.
"Is your leg okay?"
"The leg injury is no longer serious. Suzhu came today just to thank Miss Hai for saving her life!"
Fusang smiled, this person is really funny. Last time he refused to let her save him on the battlefield, but now he thanked himself and waved his hand casually.
"With a little effort, this is what I should do!" Picking up the basket on the ground, Fusang continued walking to the Medicine Palace.
Suzhu followed Fusang leisurely,
"Miss Hai, can I ask a question?"
"Just ask!"
"If the eyes are blind, can it be cured?" After observing these days, Suzhu discovered that this human woman sincerely treats all the monsters in the Dragon Palace without fear or discrimination. As long as they ask for anything from her, she will do it.
Will do whatever he can to help monsters in need.
"Well, it depends on whether it is congenital or acquired. If it is congenital, it should be more inherited. If it is acquired, it may be due to some disease, which then caused the compression of the optic nerve, leading to blindness!" Fusang thought about it!
He replied after a moment, then stopped, turned around and looked at Suzhu with a smile,
"If you don't mind, you can take me to see this patient, or you can bring him to the Medicine Palace! This will make it easier for me to get the right medicine!"
"Is that okay?" Su Zhu's eyes visibly fluctuated for a moment, and then dimmed again. The Dragon King had given an order that he would not be allowed to step into the Dragon Palace again in this life.