Living With The Emperor: The Agent Queen

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[Extra] What are you looking at, haven't you seen a beautiful man? !

Walking over and throwing the dried meat in his hand on him, Ximen Chu made a fierce look.

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen a beautiful man?!"

Pulling apart the skewers of dried meat that fell in his arms, and throwing the pieces of meat into the water in the pot, a smile flashed across Feng Luo's drooping eyelids. [

He casually pulled a futon beside him to dust off the dust and placed it beside the brazier. Feng Luo raised his face and smiled softly at Ximen Chu.

"Sit down and enjoy the fire!"

Sitting down politely, Ximen Chu was not at all embarrassed.

These days, accepting her care has become her habit.

Feng Luo didn't feel that there was anything wrong, as if taking care of her had become his habit.

Dragging the wooden frame by the wall, carefully wiped off the dust, put the wet clothes that Ximen Chu took off to dry, and put them beside the brazier, then Feng Luo grabbed the spoon, propped up the brazier, and put the soup with pieces of meat on it .

Sitting opposite him with his knees hugged, Ximen Chu just looked at him quietly.

Watch him add firewood carefully, watch him gently prop up the soup in the pot, watch his face flickering brightly and darkly under the light of the fire...

Ximen Chu suddenly discovered that she had found him so pleasing to the eye without her knowing it!

Outside the cabin, the heavy rain seemed to separate this lonely cabin from the whole world.

Inside the wooden house, the smell of dried meat has overflowed, and the strong smell of meat is full of the taste of home.

Family? !

Thinking of his big soft bed in the palace, Ximen Chu sighed softly and sneezed uncontrollably.

"Cold?!"

Lifting his face, Feng Luo asked softly.

Tightening the blanket on his body, Ximen Chu frowned and looked in the direction of the window.

On the window, the window paper has already been damaged, and the cold wind is blowing in with cold air.

Standing up, Feng Luo quickly tore off his belt. "You... what are you doing?!"

Seeing him dragging down his wet robe with outstretched arms, Ximen Chu suddenly became inexplicably nervous. [

Feng Luo didn't answer, as if she didn't hear what she said, she carried her robe to the window, hung the robe on the window, and even used her own robe to block the hole in the window.