I want to return this princess

Chapter 116 Are you a devil?

Feng Shaoyuan's mouth became numb when he called aunt, and finally finished calling aunt a hundred times.

During the period, Song Yihuan deliberately asked Lianqiao to serve her a bowl of white fungus soup and drank it in a mouthful.

Looking at Song Yihuan enjoying himself, Feng Shaoyuan, who had a dry mouth, felt his throat hurt even more, as if he was going to smoke.

Song Yihuan glanced at the remaining half of the tremella soup, and looked at Feng Shaoyuan with a smile, "Want to drink?"

Thinking... Feng Shaoyuan nodded subconsciously, but then realized that Song Yihuan must have no good intentions, so he quickly shook his head, "I don't like sweet drinks very much."

Song Yihuan took another sip from the bowl, wiped his mouth, and said slowly, "I just asked you, and I didn't say I would give you a drink."

"..." Feng Shaoyuan has been completely shrouded in Song Yihuan's haze, he really wants to bite this stinky girl to death!
After taking the last mouthful of white fungus soup, Song Yihuan put down the empty bowl and waved to Lianqiao and Magpie, "Come on, let's serve each of you a bowl to quench your thirst! Since egg yolks don't like sweet drinks, there's no need to serve them to him. "

"???" Feng Shaoyuan watched helplessly as everyone enjoyed a bowl of white fungus soup, but she was the only one standing there with a dry throat.

"Princess, this white fungus soup melts in your mouth, it's really delicious!" It was the first time Lian Qiao had such a delicious soup, and before Song Yihuan, she had never been treated so well.

Sure enough, with the right master, life can be relaxed and enjoyable.

Compared to those mean and tricky mistresses, what did Song Yihuan mean by saying "dirty"?
The magpie drank the white fungus soup in the bowl in one breath, and swallowed his saliva, "Sister Lianqiao is right, it really melts in the mouth, smoother than the watery skin of the first beauty Woolen cloth!"

All the maids and servants responded one by one, praising the tremella soup was delicious, and by the way, they also flattered Song Yihuan, praising her for being beautiful and kind-hearted, without the pretensions of a princess.

Feng Shaoyuan could bear it at first, but he couldn't stand it because everyone said that the white fungus soup was delicious, which made him very angry.

There was still a little soup dregs left in the big cup of white fungus soup, Feng Shaoyuan didn't care about the etiquette and shame, he just picked it up and poured it into his mouth. I can't even give him a drink.

However, Song Yihuan didn't feel any surprise at all because of Feng Shaoyuan's actions, as if he had expected him to be like this a long time ago.

In this way, Feng Shaoyuan felt that he lost face even more, and wished he could bury his head in the soup pot and disappear.

Song Yihuan pulled open the covering in front of Shao Yuan's face, "Okay, just drink it, I'm not such a stingy person, I won't care about you."

"Thank you wangfei, wangfei is indeed a living Bodhisattva!" Feng Shaoyuan let out a sound in his heart, what a ghost Bodhisattva!Obviously a devil!

"Well, I'm not going to hit you with those [-] other big mouths that I said to you." Song Yihuan turned to look at the magpie, "Go get the pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and practice calligraphy for the duck egg yolk!"

calligraphy?All the pores of Feng Shaoyuan's body are rejecting, he hates writing the most.

But Song Yihuan's next words made him shut up obediently.

"I'll punish you for writing a thousand times, auntie. You can't miss a single word, so as to offset the other [-] mouths. I'm optimistic about you. You can finish writing before dinner."

(End of this chapter)