She generously gave Chef Wang a smile flower and waved to the soldiers watching: "Okay, okay, everyone has practiced all day today. Go to bed early! Don't forget that there are important things to do tomorrow.
!”
"Here!"
The soldiers responded respectfully and turned back to the military tent.
Nalan Yuhao was ignored once again and his fists clenched loudly!
Damn it!
The majesty he had managed to establish in front of the soldiers was completely destroyed by that little bitch!
Turning his head, he looked deeply at the direction Leng Wuyan left. Was the man just now a killer sent by the Emperor of Xiliao?
Hopefully, the temptation of ten cities is enough to withstand that little bitch’s life!
…
In the dark military tent, a simple two dishes and one soup were placed on a large wooden table.
In front of the table, a little head lowered his head and ate happily.
On the first day of the expedition, Chef Wang prepared many delicious dishes for Chen Xi, but Chen Xi said that she was here to fight, not to enjoy happiness!
She doesn't do anything special. She eats whatever the soldiers eat. Although she is a marshal, she doesn't have the privilege of treating herself better.
From that day on, the food on her table every day was the same as that of the soldiers outside. Simple vegetables, simple steamed buns and porridge. After a whole day of dishes, she could only have two pieces of roast pork to satisfy her cravings during dinner.
.
Although the dishes are simple, she always enjoys them, just like now.
Feng Qingyang slowly ate the stiff steamed buns one bite at a time. His eyes fell on the girl opposite who was eating seriously. After a while, he suddenly snatched the remaining steamed buns from the girl's hand and threw it into his mouth.
He chewed it, chewed it carefully, and frowned slightly.
Chen Xi looked up at him strangely: "Why are you grabbing my steamed buns? My steamed buns are more delicious?"
Feng Qingyang frowned slightly, with a bit of depression in his narrow eyes: "Yes, I thought so just now. But... it turns out that your steamed buns are just as dry as my steamed buns.
, no taste at all.”
He curled his lips in disgust, and when no one else was around, his coldness and aloofness were clearly on display.
Chen Xi was depressed: "Then you still want to rob me?"
"If you don't grab it and try it, how will I know it's not delicious?"
Feng Qingyang saw her picking up another steamed bun, biting it gently with her delicate red lips, enjoying it as if she was eating a delicacy in the world.
The distant eyes suddenly became fixed, and the dark light danced.
Chen Xi raised her eyes and met his eyes. She became depressed again and decisively brought the steamed buns to Feng Qingyang: "You want to eat? Here it is!"
Feng Qingyang glanced at the steamed bun that was handed to him, but what he was thinking about was those gorgeous red lips.
"Don't eat? Why are you staring at my steamed buns if you don't want to eat them?"
Chen Xi muttered and shrank his hands, saying that the guy in front of him was getting weirder and weirder!
In the past, he only played the role of the silly, innocent and cute silly king, and he always had the same signature smile.
But, now he...
In front of others, he was still as innocent as an angel without dust, but when only the two of them were left, Chen Xi said... he was too difficult to figure out!
Sometimes he is as gentle as jade, like a graceful noble prince.
Sometimes he is charming and suave, and he teases her a little from time to time.
Sometimes... I feel worried, lonely and sad.
Just like now, he clearly didn't want to eat steamed buns, but suddenly, he stared at her steamed buns motionless.