shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 1215 Only Bai Zhier is delicious in the world

Feng Fuce was about to speak, but Chu Ping coughed and asked at the door——

"Well, are you done? Can the humble staff come in?"

Bai Zhi'er immediately bounced off Feng Fuce like a kitten with fried fur.

Feng Fuce's face was calm, but he just gave Chu Ping a look of disgust.

It seemed that he appeared at the wrong time.

Feng Fuce patted his robe: "What's the matter?"

Chu Ping put the food box he brought on the table.

He said with a smile: "Aren't you and Xiaomei going to get married soon? According to the custom of Xiaomei's hometown, we have to share the happy face before marriage."

"This is a portion we prepared for the Marquis and the princess to taste. Those who eat the noodles will enjoy the same happiness, especially the unmarried men and women, and they will find true love as soon as possible."

Feng Fuce was not interested: "Put it there."

He won't eat it.

In this world, only Bai Zhi'er is delicious.

Oh no, it's Bai Zhi'er's lucky scent.

However, Bai Zhi'er couldn't help being hungry.

"It smells so good, isn't this the handicraft of Sister Qingmei?"

"The princess has such a good nose!" Chu Ping admired, he opened the food box, and a bowl of happy noodles overflowed with fragrance.

Bai Zhi'er smiled and said, "Since this is the case, I want to taste it myself."

"Okay, I'll pick out a bowl for you." He took out the small bowl he had prepared in advance from the food box.

Bai Zhi'er tasted it and praised: "As expected of sister Qingmei's handicraft, I actually tasted happiness and sweetness!"

"Brother Chu Ping, I wish you a happy union for a hundred years and a love that lasts forever!"

"Thank you princess!" Chu Ping smiled from ear to ear.

He turned his head, only to find that Feng Fuce was already standing beside him.

"Give me a bowl too." Feng Fuce said coldly.

Chu Ping was taken aback: "Doesn't Master Hou not want to eat?"

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows: "When did the Marquis say that?"

Seeing his cold and threatening eyes, Chu Ping chose to shut up.

Whatever Master Hou says is what he says!
After a while, Qingmei came back with baked pastries, Bai Zhi'er and Feng Fuce had already buried their heads and finished a big bowl of Xi noodles together.

Qingmei was surprised: "Why did you bring it here today?"

Chu Ping was taken aback: "Isn't it before marriage?"

Qingmei was dizzy with anger: "The wedding date has been changed to the end of spring, have you forgotten?!"

"I haven't forgotten, but in two days' time, it's our engagement day. Can't we eat happy noodles before we get engaged?"

"The custom in our hometown is to eat it on the night before the wedding!"

Only then did Chu Ping realize that he had made an own mistake.

"Xiaomei, don't be angry..." Chu Ping looked at Feng Fuce and Bai Zhi'er in desperation: "Master Hou, Your Royal Highness, you can have another bowl when the time comes, okay?"

With a cold face, Feng Fuce swallowed the noodles in his mouth.

In order to eat noodles with Bai Zhi'er, he had reluctantly swallowed a lot.

Now Chu Ping said to eat it again! ?

Feng Fuce sneered: "Chu Ping, your brain..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Zhi'er had already agreed for him.

"Okay, it doesn't matter to us, it's so delicious, it's okay to have another bowl, right, brother Fuce?"

Feng Fuce's words about killing Chu Ping stopped abruptly.

After a while, he looked at Bai Zhi'er and nodded: "Yes."

A drop of cold sweat ran across Chu Ping's forehead.

Hou Ye's expression just now clearly doesn't think so.

But now Feng Fuce looked at Bai Zhier and smiled lightly, but Bai Zhier looked at Qingmei.

Chu Ping felt that not only might he be married earlier than Lord Hou, but even Lord Hou hadn't married the princess when he carried the child.

(End of this chapter)