The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 776 Stealing Her Chicken Soup
Yan Zhixin was silent for a while, then pursed her lips and said, "Maybe he has already left."

Fei Yunhao threw down the phone: "I'll go and have a look."

After running two steps, the back collar was caught.

Yan Zhixin said lightly: "No need, he will leave naturally when he's hungry."

Fei Yunhao let out an "oh" in disappointment, and sat back at the dining table: "Then let's eat."

The dining table is extraordinarily bold and unrestrained.

A large whole golden chicken was placed in the center, and on both sides, there was a piece of hot barbecued pork, a plate of cold salad that Yan Zhixin was good at, and Qinglong lying in the snow.

Fei Yunhao stared at the chicken: "How do you eat it?"

Yan Zhixin didn't know how to chop a chicken, so she shrugged and said, "Just shred the chicken with your hands."

The two started directly.

The chicken had been stewed (crispy) (crispy) (soft) (soft), and each of them tore a big chicken leg, and the mouth was full of oil.

After the meal, Yan Zhixin cleaned up the kitchen.

Fei Yunhao glanced at her secretly, feeling that he couldn't eat enough by himself, and let the man he admired stand outside the door hungry.

Afraid that Yan Zhixin would see, he didn't go into the kitchen to get a bowl, but while she wasn't paying attention, he got a large beer mug, ran into the bathroom to wash it, poured chicken soup into the mug, tiptoed to the door, and opened it.

Mo Junting was still standing outside the door.

He looked a little more tired than in the morning.

Seeing the door open, he stood up straight in surprise, but the person who came out was Fei Yunhao, he sighed softly, and leaned back against the wall.

Fei Yunhao raised his index finger and gave him a "shh", quietly closed the door, then held the cup in front of him, and whispered: "Big brother, please drink chicken soup, I made it myself."

Smelling the natural fresh and sweet aroma, Mo Junting glanced at the beer glass. The chicken soup in it was not too greasy, but the color was clear and refreshing. He didn't answer, "You made it yourself?"

Fei Yunhao chuckled: "I planed the yam, my sister's hands would itch when she touched the yam, I washed the red dates and wolfberry leaves, and my sister made the rest."

Mo Junting was a little surprised, and Fei Yunhao said again: "We really did it. We followed the recipe. The steps are correct. It's super delicious... drink it quickly."

Mo Junting was silent for a while, and took the chicken soup over: "Did she ask you to bring it to me?"

Fei Yunhao immediately claimed credit: "That's not right. I wanted to ask you to come in and eat together just now, but she said I don't need to talk to you. I heard that people will die if they don't eat, drink or sleep for three days, but I don't think you can die." , I still want to learn very powerful boxing techniques from you."

Mo Junting: "..."

Bringing it to his lips, he took a sip of the chicken soup.

The taste is very fresh, beautiful and mellow.

It's obviously not a chef's skill, but this is the best chicken soup he's ever had. It's warm and warms his heart.

This is the chicken soup she cooked herself.

Even if she is not willing to give him a drink.

Fei Yunhao looked at him with bright eyes, and asked again: "Big brother, I'm going to tear a chicken leg... no, I'm done eating the chicken leg, I'm going to tear a chicken wing for you, you taught me a very powerful boxing technique, Do you like the kind that knocks the enemy down with one punch?"

Mo Junting smiled: "Aren't you afraid that she will know?"

Fei Yunhao puffed out her chest and said, "I've made up my mind, if she finds that the chicken wings are missing, I'll say I ate them."

Mo Junting put his hand on his head: "No need."

He never had the habit of eating standing up.

Moreover, he couldn't do such a thing as stealing chicken wings at her door.

After a pause, he asked again, "How is she?"

(End of this chapter)