Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 424, two people fight

Feng Qingluo turned around helplessly, "Fourth Uncle, do you think I look like something's wrong? It's all right, there's nothing wrong with it."

Feng Hongtai watched her complexion carefully, it was indeed rosy and shiny, in this state, saying she was sick was not a curse!
"Then you have to be careful yourself, you don't feel comfortable talking about it."

"Yes yes yes, I remember it all." Feng Qingluo quickly agreed, then asked again: "Uncle, do you have anything to do with me?"

Only now did Feng Hongtai think of the purpose of his trip, and hurriedly expressed his intention.

Feng Hongtai left quickly, he just came to ask for an idea, and he went back after sitting for a while.

After the people left, Yan Yi rushed to her before Qin Zhi, with a worried expression on his face not to be too obvious.

Qin Zhi...

He said that this kid didn't cook for him all day, so he was fighting for his master's injustice!He was very angry, why the normal consummation between other couples came to him as if he had done something heinous!
Yan Yi: "Patriarch, are you hungry? There is fish porridge on the stove, would you like a bowl?"

"Ahem!" Feng Qingluo's face was extremely unnatural, she had tried her best to keep her face sullen, but she was so hot that her ears were red. "Then let's have a bowl, I'm just hungry."

"Yes, wait a moment." Yan Yi rushed to the kitchen, fearing that the patriarch would be hungry if he was too late.

Feng Qingluo felt helpless in her heart, in fact, she was not hungry at all, but was full because of anger and overeating.

But she looked at the sky, it was already mid-afternoon, and she was locked in the room for most of the day and said that she was not hungry, so everyone thought she was really sick.

She gave the culprit a fierce look, it was all Qin Zhi's fault!

Qin Zhi touched his nose, managed his expression and walked towards her.

"Luoluo, are you feeling better?"

Feng Qingluo played with her slender fingers, unwilling to talk to him.

"Don't ignore me!" Qin Zhi said again.

Feng Qingluo still ignored him.

It happened that Yan Yi came in with the porridge, glanced at him secretly, and he quickly stepped back to let Feng Qingluo drink the porridge.

Yan Yi's culinary skills have been practiced, and the porridge he cooks is sweet and thick, but it's a pity that no matter how delicious the food is, it's useless to the hungry.Feng Qingluo couldn't drink anymore after taking two sips.

Qin Zhi and Yan Yi, who were watching her drinking porridge, frowned at the same time.

"What's wrong? Isn't it good?" Qin Zhi asked anxiously.

Yan Yi blamed himself and said, "It's all my fault for my poor cooking skills! Patriarch, please wait a moment, and I'll make another one."

Feng Qingluo hurriedly said: "It's not about the porridge, the porridge is delicious, but I'm not too hungry."

So here comes the problem.

"Why aren't you hungry? You haven't eaten all day."

Yan Yi glared at Qin Zhi, thinking that this guy still has the face to ask!
Qin Zhi got annoyed when he stared at him, "You must have done a bad job! Hurry up and redo it!"

Yan Yi ignored him with a cold face.

Qin Zhi...

Even a servant dared to show his face at him!His bastard is getting worse and worse.

Looking at Feng Qingluo again, she didn't feel that Yan Yi did anything wrong.

Qin Zhi is so angry!
"Luoluo..."

Feng Qingluo glanced coldly, and Qin Zhi immediately shut up.

Han Yan on the side didn't even notice, feeling that his master had changed.

"Yan Yi, you and Han Yan go out first."

"Yes!"

Yan Yi hesitated, "Yes!"

Before he turned around, Feng Qingluo looked up and noticed that there was a wound on his face.

"Wait a minute, what's the matter with your face?"

Yan Yi pursed his lips and did not speak.

Feng Qingluo raised her head to ask Han Yan if he knew the reason, but he also had injuries on his face.

Feng Qingluo: "..."

These two won't fight, will they?
She glanced at this and then at that.

Qin Zhi didn't notice the injuries on their faces until now, and asked suspiciously, "What's going on?"

(End of this chapter)