: 41. Give the future lady a favor

Feng Chuge looked at the kitten in his arms like a meat ball. "Yeah... very cute."
A dusty lips, "It's stupid."
When I heard the word "stupid", the kitten jerked his head up and licked his teeth, but after a pair of scorpions that had been dusted, he instantly fell down.
Seeing their interaction, Fengchu song can not help but laugh. "This little meat group seems to be afraid of you."
She has seen the wonderfulness of this kitten!
I was so fascinated in the face of the sister of the water family, but I couldn’t lift my spirit at the moment. It is obvious that it is still afraid of dust...
"Meat group?" A dust mites -
"This name is good, it suits it..."
Feng Chu songs live.
She just screamed...
However, it seems that the name is quite in line with it.
Feng Chuge reached out and stroked the hair of the meat group. Then, it was called the meat group..."
The claws of the meat group danced twice in the air, seemingly protesting, but in the end, it was completely calmed down because of Ah's eyes.
Feng Chuge raised his brow and looked at the scene.
Now, she is 100% certain that the meatballs are really afraid of dust.
Twilight suddenly saw the bowl of noodles on the table, Feng Chu song exclaimed, "Oh, eat fast, do not eat, this face is gone!!"
A dust picked up the chopsticks and started to move.
Only take a bite, A Chen's face changed slightly.
"How? Is it delicious?" Feng Chuge asked, and there was a little expectation in his eyes.
A dusty light flashed, and eventually the noodles were swallowed, and they were all eaten bit by bit. Even in the end, there is not even soup.
"Well, it's delicious!!"
Seeing that Ah Chen is so satisfied, Feng Chuge squints his lips and smiles. "nice! You love it."
But at this time, while uploading someone's cold and cool voice, "Woman, next time, remember not to mix sugar and salt again..."
Feng Chuge's face is a stiff face.
Sugar mixed with salt...
That just was not...
She looked at Ah Dust. "Is it not good to eat? You are stupid!"
"I will do it for my future lady, of course!" A dusty hands around the chest, leaning back, a little adult look.
Future lady...
When I heard these four words, Feng Chuge couldn’t help but squint...
This little devil, all the thoughts in the mind are the Niangzi Niangzi... Who instilled these thoughts into him? !
After leaving from Ahchen, Fengchu song immediately ignited Fengyuexiang, and urgently recalled a woman from Fengyuelou, who was responsible for cooking.
A dust is no matter, for two days of hard work, are wrapped around Feng Chu songs to ask her to cook for him personally.
Feng Chu sings her, but she has to follow his wishes.
The food may not be satisfactory, but the dust is eaten, but it is relished.
Soon, it was the day when the Emperor of the Apocalypse took the wind and washed the dust for Fengchu.
The banquet is set at night.
On the afternoon of the same day, Zilan was about to dress up for Fengchu.
Looking at the purple orchid and Biluo who took the jewelry for her, Feng Chu song laughed. "Well, go to a party and do something so grand?"
"Miss, didn't you all say it? You have to dress up the lady, and you will be surprised when the group of dogs see the low people!!"
Feng Chu song pulled his lips, "Hot low-key ~ ~ low-key ~ ~"
"What about low-key? The scene is absolutely shocking enough." Zilan said, and the eyes flashed a little. She can even imagine the amazing people who saw the lady's true feelings.