Chapter 207: Play the master and servant

A dust's entire face has already risen red.
"Oh, little dust, don't be excited! I know that the things I cook are delicious. Are you so excited about your face? I will go to give you a bowl." Feng Chu Ge made a move.
"Yiangzi, A dust is not needed-" After that, he took a pitiful look.
In the past, Feng Chuge must be used.
But today...
Feng Chu song leaned over and squeezed the face of the dust. "How is it enough? You used to eat two bowls. And it's still so thin, there is no meat on the face, the child is going to grow up, how can you not eat? Or do you really think that what I do is not good? Does it not match your appetite?"
A dust is completely flawless, and nothing is said at the moment.
The Fengchu song trail went away from the small kitchen. When it came out, there was a bowl of steaming noodles on the hand.
"Eat it..."
A dust looked at the face, and the lips twitched.
"Will you waste food?" Feng Chu said, and the cold-eyed eyes swept the North Xuan. "Hey, are you teaching children like this?"
Bei Xuan was originally gloating on the side.
For so many years, why has he seen such awkward appearance as his own master? Sure enough... or Feng girl has a way.
The bottom of my heart was snickering, and I received a cold look.
Looking up, facing the icy scorpion of Feng Chuge.
Only for a moment, the mouth of the mouth was still slightly weak, and it was suddenly in the same place...
"This...this..." Bei Xuan was at a loss.
Bowing down, and looking at the emperor's dust, it seems to kill people's eyes.
Bei Xuan’s heart is dark and bitter, and it’s over! !
Really, I only saw a dusty corner of the dust and a slight degree of curvature. "Hey, you haven’t eaten yet, this bowl of noodles is for you to eat!"
The northern mysterious eye was pumped.
A dust has gotten up and went up to pull him.
Bei Xuan sat down with a hard scalp.
It’s not eating right now, not eating or not...
"Eat, hey, I don't have to be polite." The tender voice, like a reminder, made Bei Xuan fiercely clever.
Bei Xuan is a command that dare not violate the imperialism of the emperor. He has no choice but to bury his head, pick up his face, and eat it...
"Hey--" took a bite, and Bei Xuan snorted.
"Not good?" Feng Chuge stood on the side and asked.
Perceived the sight of his own master, Bei Xuan also squeezed a smile. "How come? Fengfan's cooking, people who have seen it say good!!"
Finished, continue to eat it...
Looking at the look of the master and the servant, Feng Chu songs are very fast.
She patted her hand. "Oh, I will go back first. Ah, go back and remember to change the color of the clothes. In fact, the black clothes are... very pretty." She said slightly.
A dusty.
He squinted at the Fengchu song and tried to see what he saw from the face of Fengchu.
This bowl of noodles is made like this. Could it be what the lady found and deliberately want to fix him?
"Oh, I have something in it." The Fengchu song that was about to leave found something like it, exclaiming, "My jade seems to be in the kitchen."
Finish, go to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, a burst of laughter suddenly came out -
"Small dust, I accidentally put the spicy powder as a spice... You don't feel spicy?"
North mysteriously eating noodles, coughing fiercely...
It was dust, and the doubts in the eyes gradually dissipated.
It seems that he is more worried...