"Ah, did this prince hear correctly? The little girl actually admitted that he was wrong..." Feng Muran almost spit out the water he just drank in his mouth. This is such a crazy situation today, why does this little girl obey him so obediently? "
After saying that, he added: "I see, you are not here to see if my prince's injuries are healed, but you are here to see if my prince is dead?"
Displeased, extremely dissatisfied, she apologized so sincerely, why would he fuck her with just one word? He felt like he was covered in hair.
"Yue Yao knows that this period of time has made the third prince unhappy. If the third prince is still angry, go to the house with Yue Yao for a meal. Yue Yao will personally cook some delicious dishes that you have never tasted before.
Let me give you a taste." Nangong Yueyao said, holding back the awkwardness in her heart.
"You, little girl, can you cook? Aren't you poisonous?" Feng Muran looked at Nangong Yueyao's well-behaved appearance. No matter what, he felt a little better. He looked at the bandage on her leg and found it was untied.
Now, I know that his injury is better and he feels better.
Hold it, hold it, Nangong Yueyao said desperately in her heart, then she tried her best to pull the corner of her mouth and smiled at Feng Muran.
"Is it possible that the third prince will know when he is gone?"
He, he read it right, did that girl smile at him just now? Feng Muran looked at Nangong Yueyao's smile in disbelief and said in his heart. Under the sun, that smile was bright and dazzling. Although it was faint, it was
Passing over someone's heart.
"Ahem..." Feng Muran cleared his throat, trying to calm himself down, then turned his head away from her and said, "Okay, since the sun is rising in the west today, it would be a pity for the prince not to go see it. Come here
People, prepare the sedan chair, Nangong Sect Master's Mansion..." After saying that, he went back to the house to change clothes.
Although Nangong Yueyao was extremely unhappy, she still breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that he agreed. After all, it was a good start, so she just endured it and endured it.
When Feng Muran slowly changed his clothes and came out, Nangong Yueyao had already scolded him a hundred thousand times in her heart. She forced a smile and said please, and then let him go first, but unexpectedly she heard Feng Muran say.
"It's better that you leave first. I'm afraid that you can't help but attack me..."
Nangong Yueyao took a deep breath, managed to calm her stomach that was about to explode, and then prepared to stride forward, but she didn't expect Feng Muran to stumble under her feet.
Being impartial, Nangong Yueyao fell into a trap.
"Haha..." Feng Muran finally felt a lot more at ease now. He strode out while shaking his folding fan. Thinking about Nangong Yueyao's gesture just now, he felt extremely happy.
Feng Muran was happy, but Nangong Yueyao began to feel unhappy. On the way back home, she almost beat him countless times in the back with her small fist raised, and then said to herself in her heart that a gentleman takes revenge, and it is never too late in ten years.
Until he was sitting at the dining table waiting for Nangong Yueyao's cooking, Feng Muran was still doubting whether she knew how to cook. Why was he sitting here? But now that he was here, he couldn't just leave without keeping his word.
And she really wanted to see if this girl could cook. Thinking of this, Feng Muran was bored and waiting for Nangong Yueyao's dishes.
"Here comes the dish..." I saw Nangong Yueyao coming around the corner with an unknown dish, and then placed it on the table. "This dish is called Gathering of Heroes, and there are more good dishes later. Please invite the Third Prince."