The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 112 No Mercy (17)

Feng Qingcheng rolled Yi Renlei's eyes, instantly destroying her quiet beauty: "Yi Renlei, you are too straightforward, and one day, your straightforwardness will also harm you!"

Yi Ren burst into tears and spit out her clove tongue, looking very playful: "Little master, don't tremble, Xiaoxiao cooked polenta for you, it's very fragrant, drink it while it's hot!"

After Yi Renlei finished speaking, she yawned, with thick blue shadows under her eyes, she seemed very tired.

She picked up the polenta on the table, and brought it to Feng Qingcheng like a treasure.

Feng Qingcheng's eyes flickered, looking at the steaming bowl of porridge, a warm current flowed through her heart.

The hot air steamed her eyes, and her eyelashes were a little moist from the steam.

She bent her lips, took the polenta, looked at Yi Ren and smiled, and said sincerely, "Yi Ren smiled, thank you."

There were two red clouds on Yi Renxiao's fair face, and she smiled shyly: "My little master, this is my job, and my little master... being treated like that by those people, my body must be very weak . Porridge, let’s drink it while it’s hot.”

Feng Qingcheng walked slowly to the table and put the corn porridge on the wooden table. She hesitated for a while and asked, "Uh... No, you two, have you eaten yet?"

The smile on Yi Ren's smiling face paused, as if she hadn't expected that Feng Qingcheng would suddenly ask such a question, "This..." Her eyes flickered, and finally she nodded heavily: "I ate...Of course I ate it! A Lei ,dont you agree?"

Yi Renlei finished speaking with a smile, stretched out his hand and pinched the flesh around Yi Renlei's waist, Yi Renlei let out a soft cry in pain, and then nodded heavily: "Yes! Eat it! It's really eaten! Little master, don't worry about us!"

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to give Yi Ren a very resentful smile.

Feng Qingcheng raised her eyebrows slightly, and all the small private actions of the two girls fell into her eyes. She took advantage of the situation and sat on the chair, knocking her fingers on the wooden table inadvertently, making regular sounds.

"Hmm..." Feng Qingcheng deliberately dragged out her tone, the meaning was unclear.

Yi Renlei subconsciously shook her body when she heard the sound of her hands banging on the wooden table, and she immediately looked at Yi Ren and smiled.

Yi Ren laughed a few times, and this time he was a little guilty: "It's really delicious, little master, don't be disrespectful..."

Before she could speak, Feng Qingcheng's piercing eyes were all choked in her throat, and she swallowed it.

"Aren't you telling the truth?" Feng Qingcheng's voice was clear and crisp, mixed with immature milkiness, but it gave Yi Renxiao a shocking power that she had never had before.

She changed from a sneer to a dry smile, her blue eyes flickered again and again, but she was finally defeated.

She suppressed the dry smile on her face and said, "A Lei and I haven't eaten yet."

Feng Qingcheng raised her eyes lazily, and said in a flat tone: "Why?"

"There are not enough materials in the kitchen, so I can only make this bowl..."

Feng Qingcheng interrupted Yi Renxiao's words, "I mean, why did you lie to me?"

Yi Ren laughed and fell silent. Under the pressure and aura that Feng Qingcheng released from time to time, she was not a little stressed.

But Feng Qingcheng is only 11 years old, facing an 11-year-old child, why is she under pressure?

This, Yi Ren laughed and couldn't figure it out.

As smart as she is, how could she have thought that a 11-year-old soul lives in an 21-year-old body? !
(End of this chapter)