"No, no, you guys should try it too. This is my princess's order!" Ting Qingyu glared at Cheyue. Although the sweet potato was still a little hot, it was edible.
Xiaoyu and Xiuer looked at each other, thanked them happily, and picked up some sweet potatoes without any restraint and peeled them. The sweet potato taste was even stronger.
Cheng Qinxue also picked up one of them. Unexpectedly, the food eaten by this commoner was quite delicious. The sweet potatoes were still steaming. A strange smile suddenly appeared on her lips. She tossed the sweet potatoes and threw them to the ground.
Holding the right hand, he took a few breaths of air conditioning.
Ting Qingyu looked at her sideways, this woman was really scheming.
Sure enough, our innocent classmate Cheyue was deceived by a certain girl. She couldn't help but put down the half-peeled sweet potato, "What's wrong? Is it burned? Let me see!" [
Cheyue held her hand and examined it carefully.
Two blushes appeared on Cheng Qinxue's face.
Cheng Qinxue's hands were not burned at all, she was just pretending.
Cheyue is an imperial doctor, so she should be able to see it, but... Ting Qingyu feels like he can't see it at all, with anxiety and concern in his eyes.
Hey, it looks like a man and woman have been in love for a long time. Ting Qingyu raised her eyebrows disdainfully, closing her eyes and enjoying the food in her hands.
However, after eating only one sweet potato, Ting Qingyu, who had always eaten three or four, found it tasteless, so she stood up without interest and walked outside silently.
Xiaoyu and Xiuer looked at each other and quickly followed them up. Only Cheyue and Cheng Qinxue were left in the Hidden Phoenix Pavilion.
Cheyue looked at Ting Qingyu's back. That figure was always upright. No matter how dazzling the sun was or how cold the weather was, she always looked so happy and strong.
Cheyue looked at the back quietly, suddenly feeling confused. What on earth was he going to do?
"Young Master?" Seeing Che Yue staring blankly at Ting Qingyu's back, Cheng Qinxue looked displeased, Che Yue...how could she be so fascinated by Ting Qingyu?
"It's okay, let's eat." Che Yue glanced at Cheng Qinxue indifferently and said indifferently.
He lowered his head and looked at the steaming sweet potatoes in his hands. The fragrant smell made his mouth water. But suddenly, he thought of the retreating figure, with his black hair fluttering, elegant and clear, and he couldn't help but lose all desire and desire to eat.