I want to return this princess

Chapter 28

Successfully frightened Song Yihuan, dispelled her desire to continue to explore the man's "tricks", Feng Muqing's mouth subconsciously ticked off.

Although this little guy is full of nasty words, he has very little courage and is easy to coax.

Just making up a lie can scare the little guy into a ball.

Feng Muqing told Song Yihuan to pull away the little hands that were tightly covering his eyes, "Don't worry, this king doesn't like to take off his clothes in front of others. You just need to keep your eyes open and don't look at other people's."

Song Yihuan nodded furiously, "Yeah! Resolutely don't look at it! If... If someone puts a knife on my neck, I, I will forcefully take a look, secretly, and don't let the monster know!"

Feng Muqing rubbed his painful temples, and tried his best to be patient, "No matter what you do, you can't escape the monster's eyes, no matter if you look at it secretly or blatantly."

"And! There won't be such a perverted person who would be so bored as to put a knife on your neck and force you to watch his stuff!"

Song Yihuan sighed sadly, "Okay, then I'll watch it when I grow up."

"..." Feng Muqing took a deep breath, that's all, at least, before Song Yihuan grows up, she won't play tricks on other people's crotch anymore.

The future is long, and this little guy will be trained slowly.

After all this tossing, the food on the table was already cold.

Feng Muqing ordered his servants to remove all the things on the table.

Song Yihuan watched anxiously as the plates of delicacies were taken away before his eyes, his heart was already flying.

He also stood at the penalty station and got a chopstick on his hand, and Song Yihuan's salivating little expression was really pitiful, so Feng Muqing ordered him to order another serving of all the dishes according to the menu just now.

With the lessons learned from the past, Song Yihuan will not think that these dishes are prepared for her.

Seeing the delicious food on the table, although she really wanted to pounce on it and clean it up, but looking at her little red hands that were still hurting, she didn't dare to touch the things on the table anymore.

Feng Muqing looked at Song Yihuan's aggrieved expression, and couldn't help but sneered, "Eat, the punishment time has passed, and I won't hit the back of your hand again."

As if he had received an amnesty, Song Yihuan's eyes lit up, half of his body lay on the table, and he almost put his legs on the table.

Song Yihuan's small body merged with the large and small dishes on the table, very harmonious.

Feng Muqing was not hungry at first, but seeing Song Yihuan eating with gusto, he suddenly had a big appetite.

But he is not as unruly as Song Yihuan, he uses his claws instead of chopsticks, his hands are greasy.

The image of Feng Muqing eating with chopsticks was in stark contrast to the image of Song Yihuan holding the roast duck and eating it with both hands.

Lian Qiao, who stood by and waited on her mouth, twitched slightly, thinking to herself, her master's behavior is too bold, she is a princess, every word and deed represents the image of the royal family, if the people in the palace know , I'm afraid it's unavoidable to be called into the palace for in-depth exchanges.

But the prince never said anything, and she was a maid, let alone dared to say more.

Although Song Yihuan is small, he has a big appetite. After eating half of the roast duck, he can still continue to eat the delicious lamb chops.

Feng Muqing frowned slightly, because Song Yihuan couldn't digest too much, so he could only touch her round belly, "If you eat any more, your stomach will explode."

Song Yihuan froze when she was eating, and the lamb chops in her hand fell to the table with a thud. When she thought of the blood-stained image of her stomach exploding, she couldn't eat anymore.

(End of this chapter)