Chapter 15: Blue man

"Feng Qiong Qiong, you already know that Brother Lei sent this fan! You actually concealed this palace! Huh!" Xuan Yuan Lingxi glanced at Feng Qi Qiong fiercely, but never before!
"Princess Lingxi, I really don't know about this? Don't listen to Feng Yan Yao saying blindly, I'm wrong!" Feng Yan Qiong was so mad, she used to make Feng Yan Yao mad at the last moment. Is it so humiliating to myself?
Feng Feng Qiu Qiong held the spar tightly in his hand, and eagerly rushed to hit Feng Yao Yao's slap. () However, Feng Yanyao had long expected her attempt, she flickered a little, and avoided it!
"Sister Qiong Qiong, did I ask you to call Princess Lingxi into my room? Um?" Feng Yanyao immediately saw her, and she had a clever idea and talked wildly. Let it be said that Joan couldn't tell what to say.
"Feng Qiong Qiong, you are so fierce!" Xuanyuan Lingxi picked up the fan that described Jin Yu's fracture, and walked away with her maid without leaving her head, leaving Feng Qiong Qi to stay aside.
"Ah, my sister-in-law, Qiong Ling, this Lingxi princess is gone. Why are you still here to be ashamed?" Feng Yanyao sarcastically said that she could not deal with the princess Lingxi produced by the royal, but For this bad girl who has no success in her own home, then she will let go!
"Feng Yanyao ... you ... you wait, hum! I will make you look good! And-I Feng Xuanqiong cursed you for not marrying your whole life!" Feng Yanqiong was so angry with her, this is not Incoherent, even the black heart curse was read.
"Hahaha-I like this curse!" Feng Yan Qiong couldn't wait to be single!
She Fengqiong was dumbfounded. She thought that Feng Yanyao would cry miserably when she heard it, but she laughed, she laughed heartlessly, how could this be!
Is she really Feng Yaoyao?
"Go! You are not allowed to come to my Haitang Garden in the future! Come once, hurry up once!" Feng Yanyao stood up suddenly, took a broom in the corner, and wanted to drive Feng Yanqiong away. ()
"Feng Yaoyao, I'm your sister!" Feng Yanqiong said that it would be wrong for you to do so.
"Shit, you are really my sister, will you rob my fiance? It's not embarrassing to say that to me! Go! It's far away for Miss Ben!" Feng Yanyao called up Ziyun to catch up with Feng Yunqiong.
"Miss Er, let's go now." Caidie saw Feng Yaoya's eyes red and scary. Quickly whispered in Feng Yanqiong's ear.
She Fengqiong also thought that it was better to leave quickly, so she left in the mad laughter of Feng Yaoyao and Ziyun.
"Miss, I've never laughed so much!" Ziyun said happily.
"Ziyun, Miss Ben guarantees that you laugh so happily every day in the future!" Feng Yanyao promised.
"Great! Oh, miss, my pheasant rib soup is almost ready, I'll take a look at the kitchenette!" Ziyun smelled the fragrance of pheasant pork soup in the air and said quickly.
"Really? Then don't hurry!" Feng Yanyao nodded and waved at her. She has fun with delicious food.
Ziyun took three steps and made two steps towards the kitchenette. Who knew that Feng Yao Yao heard Ziyun's exclaiming sound through the clouds.
"Miss, Miss, it's bad! The pheasant rib soup is eaten. No, it's the old man of the beggar. Look at the scent of the pork rib soup with his mouth, he must have eaten it!" Ziyun was furious and angry The old beggar dragged him out.
"Hey, old man, wake up!" Feng Yanyao looked at the old man wearing a gray coat, thin body, long beard fluttering, but it has such a taste of bones. Careful, how could this old man come to his own courtyard? Could it be the scent of the pheasant rib soup?
"Who? Noisy, let the old man sleep for a while!" The old man of the beggar slept even more fragrantly. He didn't take Feng Yanyao's words at heart.
Huh! There are people who can sleep better than her in this time and space! And still fell asleep directly on the ground!
"Miss, this old man is asleep again, what should we do? I have spent a lot of thought on the pheasant pork rib soup, and the seasonings in the light are still heavily purchased!" Ziyun was almost crying.
"Ziyun, go, Miss Ben personally cooks today, and punish the old beggar by the way!" When Feng Yanyao wanted to eat deliciously, he taught this horrible old beggar to eat it, and was so angry that he cut it with scissors. His beard.
"Really? Blessed is the slave!" Ziyun heard that, immediately trembling, humming Xiaoquer followed Feng Yaoyao and turned into the kitchen.
After half an hour, Feng Yanyao shook a roasted fragrant duck around the old man's nose.
"Xiang ... Xiang ... Xiang ... the smell of duck's meat ..." Smelling the scent, the old man of the beggar opened his eyes, opened his eyes, and raised his hand to drag the roast duck in Feng Yanyao's mouth. come.
"Want to eat?" How could Feng Yanyao let him wince and withdraw her hand, then she asked with a smile, with a playful smile, and said to her heart, this old man really talks, and a roast duck will not continue to sleep. It seems that I still don't have my own sleep skills!
"Nonsense, of course I want to eat!" The beggar old man looked at the salivating roast duck, and the sloppy Harako dropped out.
"Then you talk about why you just ate the pheasant rib soup that my girl made for me?" Feng Yanyao was annoyed when thinking of this, so she scolded.
"It's not that my stupid apprentice's cooking is unpalatable, shouldn't I go out and find food for myself!" Speaking of this, the beggar old man hated the appearance of iron and steel, and when he talked about it, he wanted to beard Staring.
"Hey, old man, what do you mean, my dish cooked by my girl is delicious?" Feng Yan Yao Yang asked contentedly.
The old beggar tilted his head and nodded reluctantly.
"Ziyun, look, it's your good cooking that attracts people!" Feng Yanyao laughed and teased.
"Miss, you'll lose your slave, smelly old man, pay me silver!" Is it easy for her to make the pheasant rib soup for Miss? It took two and a half hours just to pull the feathers!
"Silver? Wouldn't you just drink your pot of pheasant rib soup?" The old beggar glanced at Ziyun gloomily.
"My family's Ziyun said it is reasonable, old man, give it to the silver! Otherwise, you can press yourself in my small courtyard as the gatekeeper's mortgage!" Feng Yanyao remembered the delicious pheasant rib soup into his stomach, I was so angry that I didn't hit one place.
Baked shrimp? How could it be that he was the head of the gatekeeper who stayed in this small courtyard with Ye Luocha, who was so arrogant?
"The old doorman? No! This is it! I will immediately call my apprentice to pay you silver!" The beggar old man quickly picked up the silver flute he carried with him and blew a series of weird melody ...
"Miss, isn't this old man cheating?" Ziyun didn't believe that the old man was willing to pay so easily!
"He dares!" Feng Yanyao lazily leaned against the weeping begonia tree, drew a pink begonia flower, played with it, and stared at Ziyun Road with fierce eyes.
Ziyun was shaken by her small body taken by the eyes of the young lady. Mama Mi, the young lady's eyes were so sharp that she looked scared.
"Miss, look, who is that good-looking young man?" Ziyun was taken aback by the sudden appearance in Haitang Garden. Yeah, this is the small courtyard of Miss Xiangfu's boudoir. How can strange men come in? ?
"Little girl, my little apprentice is here. What about Yinzi, you ask him! Can the yellow crunchy roast duck give me the old man, right?" After seeing the old man, the beggar stopped his flute action and held on. Beard, pleased look at the master and servant of Feng Yanyao.
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