Jiang Tingting squinted his eyes resentfully and looked at the remaining chicken drumstick on the table. He felt sorry for its existence if he didn't eat it.
It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil.
She is a fox who cherishes food.
Jiang Tingting suddenly looked behind Feng Limo, with a bit of curiosity in his eyes.
"Isn't that the Imperial Master!"
When Feng Limo heard this, he immediately turned around with a serious look on his face.
However, there is no one behind him, what kind of national master is he??!
Realizing that he had been cheated, Feng Limo turned around. Jiang Tingting had already protected the remaining chicken leg on the plate in his hand, and after eating half of it, his cheeks were stuffed and bulging...
"???"
Feng Limo held his forehead, a little dumbfounded. How much did she like eating chicken legs? She actually used such a childish trick to deceive him.
The young man stretched out his hand and lightly tapped Jiang Tingting's forehead with his index finger.
"Sick Yangzi, you actually lied to me for a chicken leg?"
Jiang Tingting chewed with his mouth, looking innocent, vague, and talking nonsense.
"This is called a delicious lie."
Feng Limo found it even more funny, held up his face and looked at her helplessly.
"If you feel uncomfortable coughing later, let's see what you do."
Jiang Tingting said it didn't matter, just cough, she had to enjoy it in time before she died.
After coming out of the restaurant, Jiang Tingting bent his eyes with a satisfied and joyful expression, and his happiness was visible to the naked eye.
Feng Limo, who was walking with her, crossed his arms and looked at her, with a smile on his lips and a hint of doting in his eyes.
This girl is really easy to satisfy.
……
"Listen." A cold voice sounded from behind.
Hearing this voice, Feng Limo narrowed his eyes and his expression became condensed.
The ghost lingers.
Feng Limo hates Lu Yunyuan, subconsciously.
He didn't like that person calling him sick so intimately.
The young man couldn't hide his impatience, so he reached out and held Jiang Tingting's soft and slender fingers, as if he was telling the person behind him with his actions that this girl was his and no one could covet her.
Jiang Tingting was in a better mood after eating the chicken drumsticks. She let Feng Limo hold her hand, and even felt less repelled by the sudden appearance of Lu Yunyuan.
Lu Yunyuan stepped forward and glanced at Feng Limo. Their eyes collided, as if it was a war without smoke.
"I heard that she is not in good health. Prince Feng brought her out. If something happens, how will she be held responsible?"
"The Imperial Preceptor is a little too concerned. She is my fiancée. Wherever I want to take her and what I do, it has nothing to do with the Imperial Preceptor."
There were people coming and going in the market, and the three of them standing there were undoubtedly conspicuous.
Lu Yunyuan smiled casually, rubbing the white jade finger on his thumb with his fingertips.
"Fiancée? Not necessarily..."
Lu Yunyuan didn't continue talking. Before leaving, he glanced at Jiang Tingting and smiled softly:
"Listen, remember to take the medicine I gave you last night every day."
Lu Yunyuan's smile was light and harmless, and there was no sense of intentionality. On the contrary, he was worried that she would forget to eat, so he kindly reminded her.
Feng Limo frowned, looked at Lu Yunyuan's leaving figure, and held Jiang Tingting's fingers tightly.
Last night? Last night, the white man met Biyangzi?!
The young man lowered his head, a little unhappy, biting the ginger and listening to his ears, his voice was hoarse:
"Baby, when did you meet that white man last night? Huh?"
Baby?
Jiang Tingting looked at Feng Limo, raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and smiled silently against his lips.
"Little prince, are you jealous?"
Feng Limo's face turned red and dark, and he pinched Jiang Tingting's waist.
"You don't care what I eat, I'm asking you a question, don't get me off topic, answer me."