Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 619

"My lord, open your mouth."

Mo Xiaowan's voice was so gentle that water dripped out, his eyes were like silk: "Good boy!"

"Beautiful woman, Eunuch Zhang found a beautiful woman. From now on, he will really look like a little girl when he talks to Master like this."

Si Buliang just wanted to reach out her uninjured hand to touch Mo Xiaowan, when she turned sideways and leaned towards his injured arm.

"what!"

Si Buliang let out a scream, and felt that the dislocated part almost fell off again, and there was a piercing pain.

"Ah, ah!"

Mo Xiaowan yelled louder than him, and said angrily, "Master, what are you doing?"

"That!"

After receiving Si Buliang's cold stare, Mo Xiaowan immediately twisted his waist, his voice softened, and by the way, he gave him a wink.

"It's true, my son, I'm all injured, my heart hurts so much, and I don't want to eat properly."

Si Buliang had no doubts about his own charm and ability as a man. The two little girl skins he bought from Qingzhou Mansion were tortured to death because he was too fierce.

Still don't believe it, the prey he fancy can escape from his palm.

The wooden board fixed on the shoulder can be removed in ten and a half months, so bear with it first, eat it after you have had enough, the taste will be more delicious.

Si Buliang grimaced and opened his mouth.

"Hey!"

"Grandpa, don't worry!"

Mo Xiaowan touched the bowl, and complained, "It's all because of your mischief, the porridge is cold."

"Yin'er, go to the back kitchen and get another bowl of porridge!"

Mo Xiaowan winked at Chu Wanling, and Ling'er immediately went out with the bowl of porridge.

She didn't want her to go to the back kitchen.

The boat was full of men, but she and Xiao Wan were petite. Every time they went to the back kitchen to get food, those men stared at her as if they wanted to eat her in one bite.

Chu Wanling knew what Mo Xiaowan meant, so she went out, found a remote corner, spat a few mouthfuls of saliva into the bowl, and then stirred it.

After thinking about it, this is not enough.

That pervert just dared to slander Sister Wan'er, so wouldn't that be undermining Brother Mo Xiao?

No, add more ingredients.

Ling'er took out a small jade bottle from her bosom, took it and smelled it, added some powder to the porridge with a smirk on her face, and then stirred it evenly with a spoon.

Using some internal force through the bowl, the porridge was a little warm, so I stopped.

After all, this trick was learned from Yan Yu for fun, and she did not practice Yan Yu's fire-type kung fu, and she couldn't do it if she went deeper and grilled food with bare hands.

"Here we come, change to a bowl of fresh ones."

When Ling'er thought that someone was going to eat her saliva, her stomach was overwhelmed, and she was extremely sick.

But when he opened the door and saw Si Buliang's angry face, he secretly relieved his hatred.

As Sister Wan'er said, do you still need to feel guilty when dealing with villains?
No need!
Now that I have come to the outside world, sooner or later I have to adapt.

So Ling'er smiled and brought the porridge, and handed it to Mo Xiaowan.

Mo Xiaowan was still thinking, why not get a bowl of hot ones, and scald Si Buliang to death... embryo.

But seeing Ling'er's weird smile, she knew there must be something good in the porridge, so she was very patient and fed Si Buliang mouthful by mouthful.

"Slow down, sir, slow down."

Mo Xiaowan's movements were too fast, and before Si Buliang swallowed it in one gulp, he couldn't help stuffing the next spoonful into his mouth.

It was already miserable enough to be pampered and pampered in Situ's mansion and to be beaten by wind and waves outside, but now even the servants are not doing enough, Sibuliang is furious.

"Slow down, are you feeding pigs?"

(End of this chapter)