Madame General, Don’t Aggravate Me!

"Why continue living here?" Mo Ziqian was displeased, "I have sworn to you, do you still believe me?"

Fengxi busy said: "No. ★ First ★ Send ★ Chase ★ Book ★ Help ★ I believe you. But I am not confident. I always suffer. I always feel that Cup stop is more suitable for me."

Mo Ziqian said in a deep voice: "What are you unsure about? You are Princess Xixia and my wife, who is worse than others?"

Feng Xi smiled bitterly: "Where am I the real Xixia Princess? I don't have the Xixia royal blood in my blood. My dear father is not Tuoba Hong, but just an ordinary court guard; When you love me, I am. But if you suddenly disappear, then I am nothing ... "

"You--" Mo Ziqian suddenly pulled out the arm pillowed by Feng Xi, and sneered. "You still don't believe me, swear you don't believe ..."

He suddenly let go of her, opened her bed, and she reached out to grab him, but only caught a piece of gauze. The yarn tent slipped from her fingers, leaving a trace of melancholy.

He quickly put on his robe, tied his girdle, put on his boots, and gathered his hair.

"Where are you going?" Feng Xi asked with a trembling voice.

Mo Ziqian didn't answer, but the sensation sent out by the whole body was enough to reject people thousands of miles away.

He grabbed the sword on the table, suddenly opened the door, and strode the meteor out.

"Ziqian ..."

The door of the room opened in one, and many cold snowflakes struck. Feng Xi muttered and stopped speaking.

He must be angry? Are you angry like this? Fengxi lay on the quilt, and frowned Liu Liu's eyebrows sentimentally.

Originally she was very cute, but once she fell in love, she became sentimental.

Looking back at Fangcai's dialogue, Fengxi also felt wrong. Seems too distrustful of Mo Ziqian.

But can't Mo Ziqian coax himself? Can't I reassure myself that I must not fail her? Can't I keep her again and let her go back to the general's palace?

Feng Xi thought, maybe she is too hypocritical, but whether it is hypocritical or not, this is her most real feeling. She didn't want to go back to the general's palace in the future, and suffered again and again, and then ran back to the cup again. Are you tired of running around?

In fact, since this time, she feels so happy in Momo. She is not as ambitious as Su Biluo and Liu Ruyan, nor is she as eager to achieve self-worth as they are. Her idea is very simple, she wants to be happy with her most beloved man Happy and happy, Le Ping will live a peaceful life.

Therefore, she felt that it was an expedient measure to help Su Biluo. Everyone was doing their responsibilities for the country. She had no reason to shirk her responsibilities and she could help. Besides, she also had the ability to help.

But now, the difference is past, the world is peaceful. Su Biluo came back to take care of the Dechang, with Liu Ruyan and Mody helping. More than enough, he could retire, or he could run the cup together with An Tong.

The business of Cup Mo stop is so prosperous, but Feng Xi didn't even think of Su Biluo's idea of ​​a chain number to open a branch of "Mo Cup" all over the country.

Really, there was no such thought.

Fengxi only wanted to quietly operate the "Cup Mo Stop", only to invent new dishes to make customers have a good time, only to play games with customers once a day, talk and laugh, drink and watch The snow is flying outside, and the small stove is just fine. I just want to spend a lot of time idle, planting flowers, reading, literacy, and enriching myself.

And this peaceful little day cannot be given in the life of the young grandmother in the General's Mansion, but also in the atmosphere of the buzzing business of Dechang. Only in a small winery like "Cup Mo stop", she can have such feelings.

However, can Mo Ziqian agree with this idea? Would he think he was very unproductive?

Once, she also wanted to do a career like Su Biluo, but after really trying, she found that she was not suitable for such a highly competitive and noisy environment. She discovered that she had a small heart, and the small one could only accommodate her husband, and a small restaurant.

Hey, will Xiang Gong agree with her? Do you think she is very unlucky?

She wanted to tell Mo Ziqian these thoughts, but she had just opened her head, which made Mo Ziqian unhappy. Maybe he was too clumsy and could not express too much?

Mo Zi was gone, and Feng Xi could only lie sadly on the quilt, and didn't want to move.

Not only because I was tired all night, my body fell apart, I didn't want to move, but also because I was in a bad mood, I could unknowingly burst into tears.

As a result, Feng Xi simply couldn't get up and fell asleep after crying. I slept until the door was banged that night.

Feng Xi was stunned. Was Mo Ziqian back?

She quickly got dressed and got out of bed, and ran barefoot to open the door.

In the cold winter, the floor was cold and the feet were cold and hurt like needle sticks, but Feng Xi didn't mind at all.

"Xiang Gong--" With a call of surprise, Feng Xi opened the door and immediately smiled on the lips.

Brother An Tong shrank his shoulders and closed his sleeves because of the cold, and asked Feng Xi anxiously: "The shopkeeper, why didn't you come out all day? I looked at Er Gongzi's face and went out dumbly at noon, thinking you could not talk They quarreled again and dared not come to call you. But it ’s not a problem for you not to eat like this all day. It ’s cold this day and you have to eat something to keep you cold so you do n’t get sick. What a big deal Things, have to wait for a full meal, right? "

"Is it closed?" Feng Xi asked looking at the heavy night.

"It's closed," Brother An Tong asked, his feet twitching slightly. "It's your rule, it's closed at the time of the sea. As soon as the customers leave, I'll call you. The stove rises in the lobby, warm. , Have a drink in the lobby, drink some hot soup, nibble on the barbecue, and keep you safe. "

Brother An Tong really eloquent, and Feng Xi's heart melted in a few words. With a few crunches in his stomach, Feng Xi stopped resisting and nodded slightly.

She then took a cloak and fastened it. An Tong held an umbrella and escorted her through the courtyard to the lobby.

"What about other partners?" Feng Xi looked at the empty, bright and warm lobby, and walked over to the Leichang table where they often gather to eat. The long table was already filled with wine and meat.

"Every night after dinner. I have to get up early to work tomorrow." Brother An Tong said while helping Fengxi warm and pour wine, and then began to cut the roast lamb with a sharp knife and put it in Fengxi In the bowl.

The degree of carefulness is no less than that of any "good wife".

Ke Antong is not a good wife, he is her best assistant. It is also the kindest boy in my heart. When she said she was coming back, he agreed without a word.