Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 718 This table is very clean

For a poor family like them, it is good that a table can be kept relatively clean after decades of use.

Nan Yuan shook her head: "It's okay, this table is very clean!"

Hearing the general's wife's words, Ming'er breathed a sigh of relief, but still looked at Duan Yijun with some concern: "I heard that General Duan has a cleanliness habit, will he not be used to eating at this table?"

Grandma Feng immediately stood up from the chair: "Old man, go to the room and get a piece of cloth to cover the table."

"No need." Nan Yuan immediately stopped her. Seeing Grandma Feng stop, Nan Yuan grabbed Duan Yijun's wrist and pressed his arm against the table: "Why would he dislike being dirty? He doesn't like cleanliness at all." of."

While talking, Nan Yuan looked at Duan Yijun.

His arm was too strong, she couldn't press it down if he didn't let go.

Maybe it was because I secretly put pressure on Duan Yijun many times, Duan Yijun finally put down his sleeves reluctantly.

Nan Yuan couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, and when she was about to say something, she heard Duan Yijun say flatly: "Just press your sleeve on mine."

Nan Yuan was slightly stunned, and immediately shook her head: "No, the table has been cleaned."

Duan Yijun pulled Nan Yuan's hand that was about to be put aside, and let her sleeves press against his own: "You only brought these few clothes, if they get dirty, there is nothing else."

Hearing this, Nan Yuan immediately folded her hand on Duan Yijun's arm carefully, for fear that her clothes would be stained by herself.

After a while, I realized that I couldn't help muttering: "Can't you buy me some nice clothes with money?"

Several people waited for Grandma Feng to move their chopsticks first, and then rushed to eat.

It has to be said that Duan Yijun is a good cook who was delayed by the marching and fighting. The food at Grandma Feng's house is just a matter of food and clothing, so he has never eaten such a variety of delicious meals from the capital.

Grandma Feng was full of praise and said: "It's so delicious. The general's wife is worthy of being a blessed person. She brings blessings to others and brings blessings to herself!"

"..."

This should be a part of praising Duan Yijun, why did Grandma Feng praise herself again?
She even suspected that she was picking up a vegetable with chopsticks, and Grandma Feng would say excitedly: Mrs. General is really amazing, she can pick up vegetables with chopsticks so firmly!

Nan Yuan was just picking up a piece of fish and stuffing it into her mouth. When she heard Grandma Feng's praise, she couldn't help but blushed. A fishbone was accidentally stuck in her throat, causing Nan Yuan to cough.

"Cough cough cough..."

Duan Yijun put the chopsticks on the table first, and stretched out his hand to straighten Nan Yuan's back. Chu Ci also stood up from the table, looked at the herbal tea on the side, and immediately poured a glass of water and handed it to the general.

Duan Yijun said warmly: "Drink some water."

Nan Yuan held back her cough and swallowed two sips of water. Fortunately, the little thorn was very small, so she swallowed it after two sips of water.

Seeing that she hadn't coughed for a long time, Duan Yijun asked warmly, "Still uncomfortable?"

Nan Yuan lowered her head and shook her head. The moment she raised her head, she subconsciously leaned against Duan Yijun's arm. Her small face was blushing because of the cough just now, and her big eyes looked at Duan Yijun as if she had been wronged, with tears in her eyes. of.

Grandma Feng blamed herself a little: "Did the general's wife choke on what I just said?"

Nan Yuan shook her head subconsciously, and Duan Yijun also said lightly: "No, she has always been so messy when eating."

(End of this chapter)