I'm so sweet after being forced to marry a sick and weak prince

Chapter 113 I've already eaten it, it's not poisonous

Feng Junchi's expression didn't change.

Mu Sheng didn't change his face either.

Nanyuan wanted to take his father to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.It's shameful... It's too shameful... Why did his grandfather accompany the eldest lady to this place? It's obviously not good for his grandfather...

Wei Feng also wanted to disappear with his young lady.But it was impossible to disappear immediately, so he could only rush to bring the carriage over, invite his eldest lady and future uncle into the carriage, and wanted to leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

After the carriage left this street, he was able to turn around and walk back to the General's Mansion.

It was also at this time that Mu Sheng in the carriage shouted to stop.

The carriage stopped just like that.

Wei Feng asked: "Miss, what's the matter?"

"I didn't eat enough at Laixianglou. Didn't you guys not have lunch yet? There's a noodle stall next to it. I ate there last time and it tasted pretty good." After speaking, Mu Sheng got off the carriage.

Feng Jun didn't come down for a long time, and was still sitting in the carriage.

Mu Sheng looked at him.

He just got out of the carriage.

The noodle stall was right next to it, so there was no need to go far. After Feng Junchi got off the carriage, Mu Sheng took her to the noodle stall and found an empty table to sit down.

The two sat opposite each other.

Nan Yuan and Wei Feng were at the other table.

It was almost past noon, and there were not many people at the noodle stall. Like last time, Mu Sheng ordered a bowl of beef noodles.

There are several types of noodles sold here, Feng Junchi heard what kind of noodles they had, and finally ordered a vegetable noodle soup, Mu Sheng didn't speak, but watched Feng Junchi order the noodles the whole time.

Both Nanyuan and Wei Feng wanted beef noodles, so they would each have three big bowls first, otherwise they would not be full.

On the face of it, taking advantage of no one's attention, Nanyuan took out a silver needle to test whether the vegetable noodle soup in front of his grandfather was poisonous.

Mu Sheng looked at it, knowing what to do.Being so cautious, it seems that people often poison Feng Junchi, and if he is not careful, he may be poisoned.

Seeing that Nanyuan still wanted to try the noodles in her bowl, Mu Sheng smiled and refused: "I don't need it now." Saying that, he ate by himself.

Even if Nanyuan tried again, it was useless, everyone ate it up.

So, Nan Yuan went back to his table, just like Wei Feng, he ate hard with his head buried.With just a sucking sound, countless noodles entered the mouth.

Mu Sheng looked at the table next to him and smiled when he saw Nan Yuan and Wei Feng devouring it.It's not that I'm hungry, it's that I have a good appetite.

Looking at the person opposite, the vegetable noodle soup is very vegetarian, and the movement of eating the noodles is slow, not in a hurry, quiet, and the bearing is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Yet it looked pitiful.

By coincidence, Mu Sheng gave him half of the beef in his bowl.

Feng Junchi was eating noodles in silence, when he saw a pair of chopsticks stretched out from the opposite side, and then there were several pieces of beef in his bowl, he looked slightly startled, then raised his cold eyes slightly, and looked at the person opposite.

After sharing half of the beef, Mu Sheng realized what he had done, and regretted it, but it was not easy to get it back from other people's bowls.

He could only laugh and said, "I've already eaten it, it's not poisonous."

He still looked at her.

The cold eyes are deep and calm.

Rarely did Mu Sheng dodge, while lowering his head to eat the noodles, he seemed to be unable to control himself, and said lightly: "Picky eaters are not good for your health."

He still looks at her.

After a while, he nodded and agreed: "Well, not in the future."

won't what?
Naturally, I will not be picky eaters.

Mu Sheng wanted to slap himself.Just now, she was too troublesome to pick up beef, and she said that it is not good to be picky eaters. It must not be her!

(End of this chapter)