Magical Doctor Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 603 I'm Really Afraid Of You

"You want to go now?" Beiming Yufeng put down the book in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, his black eyes as deep and mysterious as the sea of ​​stars were like a bewitching vortex, attracting people to sink.

Beiming Yufeng looks really good-looking, with sharp edges and corners, every inch and every point of his face is like a work of art carefully carved by the hand of God.

The faint candlelight lightly fell on his face, that delicate face became more and more handsome, and the cold aura on his body revealed the coercion of the superior invisibly.

He just sat there casually, like a peerless painting.

The indifferent aura on his body makes people dare not approach.

Mo Feixun indifferently withdrew his gaze, Beiming Yufeng was such a monster, he was really easy to confuse people's hearts, and sometimes he would lose his focus if he was not careful.

"That's right, I don't have much time to wait. I want to hurry up and get the palm print of the Mohist family, and use the power of the old man for me." Beiming Yufeng is very clear about this matter, so there is nothing good about Mo Feixun Concealed.

Seeing that the medicinal materials needed by the group of pharmacists are getting more and more expensive, more and more, just relying on her refining medicine to auction for money is already a bit beyond her means, so she needs to get the power and property in the hands of the great grandfather as soon as possible, so that she can go Continue to purchase medicinal materials to support the daily medication and practice of alchemists.

She planned to deal with the matter here, and when the pharmacist was on the right track, she would go to the Supreme Sect to see what was going on in that sect.

There is still more than a month before the start of the Xingyun Academy, and she is in a hurry.

"You haven't had dinner yet, have you? After dinner, I will take you there." Beiming Yufeng stood up, and casually brushed off the non-existent dust on his robe, but his movements were elegant and seductive.

When Mo Feixun heard about the dinner, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva without hesitation, and a flattering smile appeared on his delicate face, "Yu Wang, are you cooking the food yourself?"

"This king is really afraid of you." Beiming Yufeng saw her eyes full of expectation, like a greedy kitten waiting to be fed by others.

He shook his head with a smile, but got up and walked towards the kitchen.

He really couldn't find anything to do with Murphy. Seeing her greedy look, he couldn't help but want to satisfy her and see how happy she was.

He always made an exception for this woman.

In the past, he never knew how to cook for others. Why would he be willing to condescend to do something when he met her?

Mo Feixun didn't know what Beiming Yufeng was thinking, he knew there was something delicious, so he hurriedly followed.

Beiming Yufeng went to the kitchen, but still sent these servants away, not allowing them to stay here.

After all, he is a majestic royal king. If the servants know that he cooks in person, they will probably be so shocked that their eyeballs will pop out, and maybe they will all laugh at him.

Mo Feixun was still sitting by the side knocking melon seeds and waiting for Beiming Yufeng to cook. She didn't know anything, and if she couldn't help, she would only add to the chaos.

Half an hour later, Beiming Yufeng cooked several fresh dishes for Mo Feixun, and they all came out of the pan.

Smelling the delicious aroma, Mo Feixun moved his index finger.

Mo Feixun put all the dishes on the table in a very sensible manner, and hurriedly called Beiming Yufeng to sit down, handed him the chopsticks, and began to eat with chopsticks himself.

"Eat slowly, I won't compete with you." Every time Beiming Yufeng sees that Mo Feixun likes to eat, he feels a special sense of accomplishment, and his whole heart seems to be filled with something same.

(End of this chapter)