why drunk

kitchen

Feng Jiuge looked at all the vegetables on the cutting board and couldn't help but feel troubled. He only knows how to grill meat, and it's the kind of grill, so he really doesn't know how to do this stove.Also, should the rice be boiled directly in the pot, or roasted on the fire?

Feng Jiuge sighed for a long time, took a bowl and scooped a bowl of rice in the vat, and said to himself while scooping: "Yuebai, Yuebai, you must treat me well in the future, this is my age. The first time I entered the kitchen, it was all for you."

Turn the bowl upside down, pour the rice directly into the pot, then bend down and squat in front of the stove to light a fire, after a while, I heard the sound of "crackling" coming from the pot, Feng Jiuge opened the pot to take a look, and turned back As soon as he stepped back, he said, "Wow, is this rice fine? It can still jump." Then, as the temperature rises, the white rice all swells and jumps out, jumping around, and smelling burnt from time to time. taste.

Feng Jiuge was startled, and immediately put the lid on the pot, the pot was full of excitement.After returning to calmness, he lifted the lid of the pot again. It was pitch black, and the corner of Feng Jiuge's mouth twitched fiercely. He made this thing so disgusting, right?He looked outside to make sure that Yun Qingchen hadn't come, he planned to "destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces", so that Yun Qingchen couldn't see it.So, I scooped out all the contents of the pot, dug a hole under the tree, and buried it.Feng Jiuge was very satisfied with his ingenuity, and then went back to the kitchen to continue his research.

After a while, the sky darkened, and candles were lit in every house.

Feng Jiuge looked at the egg porridge boiling in the pot, and couldn't help wiping the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. Who knows what he went through.After burning the rice three times, he didn’t know that he needed to add water to cook the rice. He stole the eggs from the chicken coop of the aunt next door, and made chicken manure all over his hands. No matter how many times he washed it, he still felt a strange smell. .

After nearly an hour of tossing, Feng Jiuge finally walked towards Yun Qingchen's room with two decent bowls of egg porridge.All that was left was rice scattered in the kitchen, egg shells all over the place, and water all over the place.

When Feng Jiuge walked in, Yun Qingchen was quite surprised, looked at the porridge in his hand, the light yellow egg was spread on the surface of the porridge, and the faint fragrance surrounded the tip of his nose, for a moment, he felt a little hungry meaning.

Putting down the bowl in his hand, Feng Jiuge crossed his arms and looked at Yun Qingchen, raised his eyebrows at him, and said triumphantly, "How is it? Am I good? Come and try it."

Yun Qingchen put down the book, walked slowly to the table and sat down, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it on his lips, and began to chew slowly, the movements in his mouth froze for a while, then scooped up another spoonful, and soon the bowl was full bottomed out.

Seeing this, Feng Jiuge was overjoyed. He immediately picked up another bowl and drank it. He vomited it out as soon as he ate it, "It's so unpalatable, Yuebai, why did you finish it all?"

"En." Yun Qingchen nodded.

"It's so unpalatable, there are eggshells in it, and the rice is not yet cooked, so you spit it out quickly." After speaking, Feng Jiuge grabbed Yun Qingchen and patted his back with one hand, trying to make him spit it out.

Yun Qingchen turned sideways and waved his hands, "No problem."

Feng Jiuge looked at the porridge on the table, feeling a bit tangled in his heart, he was ashamed this time.He looked at Yun Qingchen, then looked at the empty bowl on the table, and said: "Yuebai, wait for me for a while, I'll come as soon as I go." After finishing speaking, he walked out of the house, and then went out over the wall, Yun Qingchen looked at the direction he was leaving and shook his head helplessly.

After a while, I saw Feng Jiuge walking in with a food box, opened the food box, and put out the dishes inside, and the aroma of the dishes immediately overflowed.Feng Jiuge scooped up a bowl of soup, put it in front of Yun Qingchen, and said, "Drink some soup to warm your stomach."

Yun Qingchen shook his head, "No need."

"No, you must eat it, maybe you still want me to feed you?" Feng Jiuge said.

"I'm full." Yun Qingchen refused again.

Feng Jiuge looked at Yun Qingchen with a smirk on his face, and said, "In that case, then I'll feed you." After speaking, he picked up the bowl of soup in front of Yun Qingchen and poured it into his mouth. Then she clasped Yun Qingchen's head and kissed his thin lips.

The soft touch of her lips and the soup pouring into her mouth made Yun Qingchen's body stiff, and she sat there in a daze, her earlobes slightly red.

Feng Jiuge looked at Yun Qingchen, his eyes were full of smiles, such moon white is really rare.

Suddenly, Yun Qingchen violently pushed Feng Jiuge away, turned around and ran outside the house, stood at the door, and let the cold wind pass by.

Feng Jiuge didn't know why, so he walked up to Yun Qingchen, "Yuebai"

Yun Qingchen suppressed the distractions in her heart, turned her head to look at Feng Jiuge, and said, "Feng Jiuge, do you like this?"

Feng Jiuge thought that what Yun Qingchen said was just now, and immediately replied: "No, it's just a joke, you shouldn't be angry, right?"

Yun Qingchen turned his head sideways to look into the distance, and stopped talking.

Feng Jiuge turned around and went into the room to put the things back into the food box, then walked out again, and said to Yun Qingchen: "I want to return the food box of Huamanlou, it will be convenient for me to get it later."

"It's getting late," Yun Qingchen said.

Feng Jiuge heard the words, and said quietly: "Yuebai, won't you be polite to keep me?"

"will not"

Feng Jiuge has long been used to his appearance, waved his hands helplessly, and said: "I'm leaving, by the way, take a look at the gift I gave you, if you like it, if you don't like it, tell me, and I will give it again." After finishing speaking , then disappeared.

Yun Qingchen walked into the room, only to find a bag of things beside the table, opened it, and saw the brocade inside, superb embroidery skills, the embroidery of cranes dancing among clouds was lifelike, the corners of Yun Qingchen's lips curved beautifully, The handsome face looks even more amazing under the light.Carefully put away the things and put them in the closet.

Feng Jiuge happily returned to the palace, while Zui Hua and the others looked at Feng Jiuge curiously, almost unable to restrain their inner gossip, their eyes fixed on Feng Jiuge, like a hungry wolf seeing food, Both eyes shine.

"It's getting late, I'm going to rest, you guys can do whatever you like, good boy." Feng Jiuge ignored them and walked towards his courtyard.

"Looking at Master's face full of spring breeze, he must have succeeded in stealing fragrance." Drunk Flower patted her chest and swore.

Aoxue felt incredible, and asked, "Really?"

Zhuyue snorted coldly, "Anyone with eyes can see it."

Zuihua stared at Zhuyue, stretched out her foot and kicked him lightly, this brat loves to argue with him.

"Jingfeng, where are you going?" Seeing Jingfeng leaving silently, Zuihua asked aloud.

"Sleep" Jingfeng replied coldly.

Zuihua stood where she was, with a feeling of hating iron but not steel. This Jingfeng is really a wooden head and really boring.

After taking a bath, Feng Jiuge lay on the couch with his arms under his pillow, his legs crossed, and he was fascinated by the carvings on the beams. Why did he treat Yun Qingchen so well?After thinking about it carefully, he still couldn't think of a reason, closed his eyes and planned to sleep, tossed and turned on the couch, but couldn't sleep, his mind was full of Yun Qingchen.

At the same time, Yun Qingchen was also unable to sleep. Yun Qingchen was leaning on the recliner, looking at the night outside the window, thinking about something, picked up the jade Xiao, put it to his mouth and blew gently, the past was blowing with the wind.

"Qingchen, play a piece of music for Weifu."

"no"

"Why can't you listen to me as a father?"

"I only play it for my daughter-in-law."

"Oh? Hahaha, brat, you are promising, hahaha."

The whistling wind interrupted Yun Qingchen's memories, and also interrupted his Xiao Sheng.

"Feng Jiuge" A faint voice came out of Yun Qingchen's lips, this voice contained helplessness, joy, and even a hint of indescribable affection.