Face-slapping 365 style: fast-paced daily life for actresses

Chapter 682 The Blood Servant of His Royal Highness 27
"I am a blood hunter, my name is Feng Yin. I happened to see you being pressed to the ground by a vampire, about to be sucked of blood, so I injured that vampire and brought you back."

"The side mission of conquering the male god is open."

Feng Yin nodded, looked at the girl, explained without any emotion on his face, and handed her a bowl of steaming porridge in his hand.

At the same time, An Nuannuan heard the reminder from the system, raised her hand to pick up the porridge and froze, and even had an expression of surprise on her face.

"What's the matter?" Feng Yin frowned when she saw her suddenly froze, but asked without any change in tone.

"It's okay." An Nuannuan raised her head and smiled at Feng Yin, then reached out to take the porridge in his hand, when a familiar fragrance rushed into her nose.

An Nuannuan was stunned again, and then eagerly took a spoonful, and put it into her mouth without caring about the burning. Her tongue was numb from the burning, but An Nuannuan did not spit out the porridge, because this familiar The taste was deeply engraved in her memory, her taste buds, and all her senses.

This is the taste that only Duan Yuxuan can make. Thinking of Duan Yuxuan, An Nuannuan's eyes became wet uncontrollably.

Feng Yin looked at the girl sitting on the bed, and eagerly put the hot porridge into his mouth. He opened his mouth, and originally wanted to remind her not to burn it, but in the end he was out of habit, so he couldn't say it, and then Seeing the girl's eyes wet quickly until a crystal teardrop fell into the bowl, he finally couldn't hold it back and asked, "What's wrong with you."

"Is your tongue scalded? I'll find medicine for you." Since growing up, Feng Yin has never been alone with a woman. When he was young, he was indifferent. Most people dare not take the initiative to get close to him. He hates women. He doesn't know why, and hates women's approach for no reason. This is the first time he cares about women.

And for some reason, he didn't seem to hate the girl in front of him.

"I'm fine, it's just that this porridge is the taste I miss. I'm so happy to taste it again. I couldn't control my emotions for a while, which made you laugh." Wiping the tears on her face, An Nuannuan raised her head and smiled, and at the same time There is also a hint in the words.

"It's just a very ordinary bowl of porridge, so you can eat it while it's hot. After you finish eating, put the bowl on this table. I'll come in later to take it away. You have to continue to rest."

Although Feng Yin spoke very casually, his heart trembled inexplicably because of An Nuannuan's words, and then there was a thought in his heart, and he always felt that her words were particularly heart-warming.

This strange thought made Feng Yin feel a little guilty suddenly, and he didn't dare to face An Nuannuan, so after he finished speaking, he turned around and left the room hastily.

An Nuannuan's face changed slightly because of Feng Yin's words. She looked at Feng Yin with lost eyes and turned to leave. She didn't wake up until the door closed.

"How could this be? He didn't react at all. Could it be him?" An Nuannuan lowered her eyes, looked at the porridge in the bowl, and whispered to herself.

Afraid that she might have tasted it wrong, An Nuannuan took another spoonful of porridge and put it into her mouth. It was indeed the taste that Duan Yuxuan could make. Although there were coincidences, she was unwilling to believe such a coincidence.

From the shock and joy of thinking it was Duan Yuxuan, to the strange attitude of the other party, and the feeling of loss, An Nuannuan took a little time to adjust her emotions, and at the same time she had a decision in her heart, she wanted to stay here and figure out Is this person Duan Yuxuan?

(End of this chapter)