Feng Jiuer threw away the core in her hand and looked sideways at Little Cherry: "You don't need to serve me, just eat it! Look at your saliva."
She raised her eyebrows and picked up a bowl of porridge herself.
Feng Jiuer looked at the vegetable porridge in the bowl, took a deep breath, and shook her head.
"Little Cherry, do you know?
This is the first time I find vegetable porridge so attractive."
They had not seen rice and vegetables for a long time. When they saw them again, it was as if they were separated by spring and autumn.
"Um."
Little Cherry nodded with a smile, held the bowl and brought it to her mouth.
She took a small sip of the hot porridge, feeling as happy as a child.
"It's obviously bland, but it's more delicious than prawns. I can eat three bowls of this porridge."
Feng Jiuer took a mouthful of porridge and smiled with satisfaction.
She turned her head, glanced at Little Cherry, and said, "You eat three bowls, brother, don't you want to eat it?"
"Besides, can your stomach hold such a big bowl?"
The two looked at each other and continued eating porridge.
A mouthful of porridge, a mouthful of roasted wild boar meat, and a lot of fresh and sweet fruits waiting next to it. Don't let this day be too wonderful.
The brothers came over one after another. When Qiao Mu and Jian Yi came over, Feng Jiu'er and Xiao Yingying were full and were helping to barbecue.
Qiao Mu strode over and took the roast chicken from Feng Jiuer's hand.
Without saying anything, she took a bite and said, "I'm starving to death."
Feng Jiuer looked at Qiao Mu, frowned, and her eyes fell on Little Cherry.
"Little Cherry, is your roast chicken ready?
Okay, give it to Jianyi first, he’s hungry too.”
"alright."
Little Cherry nodded, turned around and handed the roast chicken to Jian Yi, "Jian Yi, you eat it, Qiao Mu ate yours, you eat hers."
Jian Yi glanced at Feng Jiu'er, said nothing, and took the roast chicken from Xiao Yingying's hand.
Qiao Mu took another bite of the roast chicken and said, "What do you mean I ate Jianyi?"
"That's what it is."
Little Cherry looked at her and frowned, "You have a horse anyway. Jianyi walked all the way, and he also carried a lot of things."
"Jiu'er said that Jian Yi worked too hard and planned to cook the roast chicken for him personally. However, Jian Yi, don't be unhappy. The roast chicken I roast is more delicious than Jiu'er's."
"What are you talking about?
Wouldn’t it be worse if I had a horse than if I didn’t have one?”
Qiao Mu frowned.
"Do you know how much stuff my horse carried?
It’s not like you, with Chai Yue taking you with you, you can come here easily.”
"Qiao Mu, don't listen to what Little Cherry says."
Feng Jiuer went over and took out another chicken that had not yet been roasted on a bamboo pole.
"The two of us are just preparing it for you. As for who eats which one, there is no difference."
"Miss Jiu'er, let me do it."
A brother who had just arrived came to Feng Jiuer with roasted sweet potatoes.
Behind him, there were many brothers holding roasted sweet potatoes, fruits or pieces of meat.
"Miss Jiu'er, General Xiao, General Qiao, you all go and have a rest. We can be self-sufficient."
Another brother said with a smile.
Feng Jiuer glanced at everyone and nodded.
"Okay, then you can work on your own. I'm not very good at baking, and I'm worried about wasting ingredients."
"No wonder this roast chicken is roasted like this."
Qiao Mu shook his head and turned towards the blanket.
Feng Jiuer gave the chicken to her brother, turned around and followed Qiao Mu's footsteps.
"Qiao Mu, what did you say?
I gave Jianyi the roasted chicken, and you ate it, and you still dislike it?"
"If I hadn't been hungry for so long, do you think I care about you?"
Qiao Mu sat down on the blanket and picked up a fruit.
"arbor."
Feng Jiuer came to her and frowned lightly.
"You heard me, I'm not deaf, there's no need to be so loud."
Qiao Mu raised his eyes and gave Feng Jiuer a white look.
As soon as she finished speaking, she stuffed a date into her mouth.
When Feng Jiuer wanted to talk, Little Cherry went over and took her hand.
"Jiu'er, don't be angry! Originally, your chicken was not as good as mine, so Qiao Mu chose it, which can be regarded as a reward for Jian Yi."
Feng Jiuer turned her head and looked at Little Cherry, her eyes half-squinted.
Little Cherry let go of her arm, sat down next to Qiao Mu, and took out a peach.
"Jiu'er, look, there are peaches, why didn't I see them just now?
Here, I’ll give you a peach, this peach is very sweet, it must be very sweet.”
Little Cherry looked at Feng Jiuer, her smile was sweeter than a peach.
It's like, nothing happened just now.
Feng Jiuer looked at the two people sitting down, took a deep breath, and spit it out hard.
Behind her, Jianyi took an unroasted chicken and came over: "Jiu'er, are you full?
How about I bake one for you?"
Feng Jiuer looked back at Jian Yi, her eyebrows furrowed deeper: "What's wrong?
Do you even dislike my roasted chicken?"
"Of course not."
Jian Yi shook his head, "A good-looking woman doesn't need to understand this."
"I'll bake it for you. You can eat some fruit first."
Feng Jiuer looked at the sword hero who turned around, and her mood suddenly improved a lot.
She shrugged and looked back at the two people sitting there.
When Feng Jiuer turned around, Xiao Yingying and Qiao Mu coughed lightly at the same time and looked away.
"Little Cherry, Jianyi said you are not good-looking."
Qiao Mu pulled off a piece of meat from the roast chicken and said calmly.
"Qiao Mu, I remember that your roasted chicken was also very delicious."
Little Cherry said not to be outdone.
Both of them are self-aware. Who can compare with Jiu'er's beauty?
However, among two good-looking people, who is willing to admit that they are ugly?
Feng Jiuer raised her eyebrows, came between the two of them, picked up the cloth bag, and sat down.
She chose a fruit she liked in the bag and wiped it with her sleeve.
"Jianyi is right, good-looking people have benefits. They can eat whatever they want and have beautiful men to serve them."
Feng Jiuer looked at Qiao Mu, at Little Cherry, and blinked proudly: "Isn't it?"
Qiao Mu and Xiao Yingying snorted coldly at the same time and turned their heads, not looking at the proud man in the middle.
Little Cherry held the peach and took a breath. After swallowing it slowly, she said, "You're talking as if no man is willing to serve you?"
"Tch! My man is just delayed by something. As long as he is here, I don't need roast chicken."
"Ahem..." As soon as Xiaoying finished speaking, Qiao Mu choked on something.
"Are you okay?"
Feng Jiu'er and Xiao Yingying looked sideways at Qiao Mu at the same time.
Qiao Mu looked back at the two of them and rolled his eyes.
The little cherry made a "gurgling" sound and swallowed the pulp in her mouth.
"Qiao Mu, are you okay?"
"If you don't say anything, I'll be fine!"
Qiao Mu rolled his eyes at the two of them and looked away.
"Jiu'er."
Little Cherry tugged at Feng Jiuer's sleeves, "See when your Third Emperor brother is free and ask him out."
"What do you want to do with my Third Emperor Brother?"
Feng Jiuer raised an eyebrow and asked.
"He is the only one who can help Qiao Mu now."
Little Cherry hugged the peach and took a bite. "Only when he comes can Qiao Mu's illness be cured."
