After retiring from the circle, the queen of Jiaoye spoiled the rich and powerful

Where did Miss Song go?Why don't you come back?

Hei Yao stared fixedly at the door, wanting to see through it.

As the sky was getting late, Fu Junyan's face became more gloomy and colder, and Hei Yao could only feel the coldness on his side getting stronger.

woohoo...

The whole Fu city knows that the master cannot be hungry.

If the master's temper is five points on weekdays, it is probably one hundred points when he is hungry.

But the master with a five-point temper is already too much to bear!

Hei Yao couldn't help crying in his heart, if the master didn't give the order, he would have run out by himself and brought that Miss Song back.

"Hungry……!"

In a room without any lights, a cold word came out of Fu Junyan's mouth.

Hei Yao's face collapsed this time.

Where will he go to get food for the master.

How picky the master's taste is.

Let's put it this way, so far, only recently, the chef has made something that can barely be eaten by the master.

Even though the master's face is expressionless, he still feels the master's disgust every time.

He seriously doubts that if it is not for maintaining the basic needs of the body, his master can not eat at all.

Hei Yao was almost on the verge of turning around in a hurry, when he raised his head, he saw the refrigerator in the room.

Hei Yao hurriedly ran over to open the refrigerator, hoping to find something that the master could eat.

He is now completely in the mentality of a dead horse as a living horse, what a terrifying existence a hungry master is, Hei Yao couldn't help shivering directly.

The refrigerator is neat and tidy, without any peculiar smell. All the ingredients are sorted and put away, which looks pleasing to the eye.

Hei Yao glanced at the small cakes on the outermost side of the refrigerator. Song Weitang saw that the two little guys were too thin, so he specially made the Huaishan medicine cake following the ancient books.

Because it was made for children, Song Weitang also took special care to remove the smell of yam medicine, and then made it into a fruit flavor, each of which was made into the shape of a small animal.

The naive little panda, the chubby little orange tiger, and the colorful peacock, the two little ones simply couldn't put it down, and each tasted different.

Hei Yao couldn't help being a little surprised when he looked at the lively little animal.

Holding a small box containing small pastries, he rushed to Fu Junyan.

"Master, try this."

Fu Junyan's long and narrow phoenix eyes swept over Hei Yao, and the coldness in the eyes made Hei Yao tremble twice.

Hei Yao knew that his master never ate outside food.

But at this time, I don't care about other things.

Hei Yao opened the box.

The delicate and lovely pastry exudes a light fruit aroma, which makes people feel refreshed but not too sweet.

Hei Yao was a little surprised, he didn't expect this little pastry to exceed his expectations.

"Master, this looks delicious."

Hei Yao worked very hard to promote the pastries in his hand.

Hei Yao didn't see Fu Junyan move for a while, and Hei Yao's heart also dropped.

Why!There are really not many things that can make the master enter.

At this moment, slender fingers reached out and picked up the pastry with the piggy pattern on the top.

Hei Yao's pupils opened to the maximum almost instantly, he didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing Fu Junyan, this, this was the first time he saw his master eating outside.

Fu Junyan's slightly drooping eyes could not see the expression clearly, and the eyes staring at the little pig pastry were frighteningly cold.

He was extremely hungry at the moment, the feeling of hunger made him feel uncomfortable, and mania filled his body.

On weekdays, he would definitely not eat outside food.

But at this time, the nerves in his brain had begun to show signs of snapping.

Fu Junyan put the pastry in his mouth.

It melts in the mouth, so delicate that you can't even feel it on the tip of your tongue. The faint fruity taste of lychee permeates in your mouth. Fu Junyan's eyes flashed. He never likes this kind of snacks, but he thinks the little pastry just now is quite delicious. Appetite.

Hei Yao didn't even dare to swallow his saliva, and kept staring at Fu Junyan.

I'm afraid that Fu Junyan can't help but spit it out.

Over the years, I don't know how many chefs and chefs Fu Cheng has invited.

But there are not many who can really make the master eat.

Fu Junyan frowned slightly, as if there was some disagreement, Hei Yao's heart almost rose to his throat, the master was not angry, but he didn't speak?

Is this... satisfied or dissatisfied?

Just when Hei Yao was secretly speculating, Fu Junyan stretched out his hand and ate several pieces of cakes one by one.

He stared at this scene dumbfounded.

Hei Yao stood blankly, he, he seemed to be hallucinating.

The master actually ate a box of small pastries.

You must know that the pastry made by Fu Cheng is just a taste of the master.

"Too little."

After a while, Fu Junyan's cold voice sounded.

Hei Yao looked down at the small shiny box in his hand.

In fact, there are quite a few, but the size is a bit small. Looking at the pattern, it should be prepared for the children by the person who made it. It is just right for the children to eat one bite, and the master will naturally...

Although he was not full, Fu Junyan's face was not ugly when he had something to eat.

"I've changed my mind and I'm staying."

Fu Junyan spoke slowly.

He stood up slowly and scanned the whole room lightly.

The pastries are very to his liking, and I don't know if the other foods he made are the same.

Hei Yao was shocked when he heard this.

"Master, this...!"

At first, the master just wanted to take the two young masters back, but now the young masters didn't bring them back, but wanted to stay behind.

He, if he goes back like this, he will be skinned directly by those people in Fu Cheng.

Before Hei Yao wanted to say something, he met Fu Junyan's cold eyes.

He silently swallowed all the unspoken words.

There is no room for people to comment on what the master decides.

Since he intends to stay, there is no need to take the two little ones away immediately.

When Song Weitang came back with the two little guys.

Looking at the same room as before, Song Weitang felt a strange feeling for some reason.

There seems to be something different.

"Auntie, where's my animal pastry?"

As soon as he got home, Xiao Baozi ran to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator and looked around for his favorite small animal cakes.

The small animal cakes made by my aunt are so real that he is reluctant to eat them.

As a result, I turned the entire refrigerator inside and out, but I didn't see my favorite small animal pastry.

The little bun's eyes instantly filled with teardrops.

"Wow wow wow...!"

The little bun sat on the ground and cried loudly.

"Brother, why did you eat up my little pig and little panda all by yourself?"

"I did not eat……!"

Facing the accusing eyes of his younger brother, Song Jinyan, who was inexplicably blamed, replied.

"There are only three of us in the family. My aunt doesn't know how to eat it, and I don't eat it. It can only be my brother."

Although Xiao Baozi is young, his brain is not stupid, and he said while crying with his fingers.