Mrs. General can't be messed with

Chapter 68
Her stomach hurt so badly that she squatted on the ground and continued to laugh.

Seeing her clutching her stomach, he asked seriously, "Stop laughing."

He really doesn't understand, is it so funny?

"Okay, I won't laugh anymore, brother Ji Feng, isn't what I said funny?" Such a funny joke, why did Ji Feng laugh?
She looked at Ji Feng with strange eyes, and Ji Feng looked at her with speechless eyes. Is it really so funny?But he doesn't even know what the last thing is!

"It's not that it's not funny, but I didn't understand the last sentence."

"Oh, this 'Xie Te' is" Murong Xing thought, do I want to tell him?Does she still want to have breakfast later?
After thinking about it, she decided not to say it, so as not to be unable to eat later.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Ji Feng looked at her, why suddenly he stopped talking.

In fact, he really wanted to know what 'shet' meant, so that he and she would have another topic to talk about.

"Brother Ji Feng, that 'Shet' is a very disgusting thing, in order to protect my image as a lady, can I stop talking about it?"

"Eh?" The more she was like this, the more curious Ji Feng became, but if she didn't tell him, he would never know.

"It's true! Brother Ji Feng." She frowned suddenly, and squatted on the ground again: "Oh!"

"What's the matter, is your stomach still hurting because of laughing?" Hearing her ouch, his heart became inexplicably tense.

"Brother Ji Feng, I haven't eaten breakfast yet, and I'm really hungry now." She held her stomach, revealing a pitiful voice.

She is really hungry, not pretending.

"How come you haven't had breakfast yet? What time is it now!"

Ji Feng took Murong Xing's hand fondly and walked towards the imperial dining room.

When he came to the imperial dining room, Murong Xing looked at everything in front of him, which was the stove, and remembered that the master didn't like to use liquefied petroleum gas. Generally, when the master is interested in cooking, he will cook on the stove.

At that time, Murong Xing always found it troublesome, but the master always said that the things made of firewood are delicious, so the master's villa is antique, and even the cooking is a stove, which can be said to be 90% similar to the one in front of him.

Looking at the stove, Murong Xing thought of the master again, Ji Feng looked at Xing'er, and brought her to the imperial dining room.

The little girl has been arguing and starving to death, but now she will come to the imperial dining room, the little girl stood there motionless, staring at the stove, can she be full just by looking at the stove?
"Xing'er, aren't you hungry? Don't tell me you want to eat this stove?" Ji Feng looked at her jokingly. In his eyes, Murong Xing always seemed to be in a daze.

Murong Xing tilted his head and glanced at him, walked to the stove, stroked, touched it with his small hands, and said with emotion: "Brother Ji Feng, seeing this stove reminds me of Master."

"Xing'er, next time I will accompany you to find your mother." As long as she is willing, he is willing to accompany her there.

But Ji Feng didn't know that her master was somewhere he could never go.

When Murong Xing heard what Ji Feng said, she knew that Ji Feng was doing it for her own good, so she withdrew her thoughts and didn't think about anything else.

"Brother Ji Feng, can I make things myself?"

"can."

"Can you let those people give me a stove?"

"it is good."

"Brother Ji Feng, and find someone to light a fire for me. I don't know how to light a fire, okay?"

(End of this chapter)