The Young Master’s Bride

Feng Yan leaned against the door frame with his hands embracing his chest, his posture was evil and lazy, especially the feminine smile with his mouth pouted to the extreme.

Feng Xi wanted to give Yin Shinian a taste of what he had cooked. He had no other intentions.

If he wanted to do something, he wouldn't be so tactful, he would have pulled it over and kissed it hard...

After seeing Tangtang and Mu Mu these days, he knew how hard it was to bring a child. Therefore, he could realize how difficult it is for Yin Shinian to bring Nana up by himself.

So Feng Xi didn't want Yin Shinian to be embarrassed, so he wanted to take the chopsticks back, but when he was about to collect the chopsticks, Yin Shinian leaned forward and ate the crisp yellow cabbage into his mouth.

It's crispy and sweet, it's really delicious. I didn't expect eggs to have such a flavor. The feeling of melting in the taste buds is really wonderful.

I have to say that Feng Xi is really talented, and he is really good at making this dish so good.

"Awesome, really delicious!"

Yin Shinian could feel Feng Yan's icy, knife-like eyes behind him.

She didn't want to irritate him or anything else, but she really thought Feng Xi did a good job.

After all, it was made for her daughter's birthday, and she watched him make it. It can be said to be shocking!

"I don't know if these are enough for the three of them!" Feng Xi was praised by Yin Shinian, and he was about to fly into the sky when he was in a good mood.

Feng Yan still stood there without changing his posture, but the smile on the corners of his mouth became deeper.

Feng Xi walked towards Feng Yan holding the plate, took a large piece of chopsticks and brought it to Feng Yan's mouth.

Feng Yan really liked to eat crisp yellow cabbage when he was young, but all he ate was his mother made him.

After eating it, I can’t taste the **** taste. I have tried many chefs, but none of them can make ***.

He has a lot of memories related to his mother, crisp yellow vegetables is just one...

Yin Shinian also vaguely felt that Feng Yan's mother should have made this dish for him.

When Feng Xi said it again, she felt this way, and now Feng Yan's eyes made her more certain.

She worried that Feng Yan's temper would directly overturn the plate in Feng Xi's hand.

With her understanding of Feng Yan, he absolutely did such a thing.

Because when he thinks about something related to his mother, he can't help thinking...

Think about the mother who was consumed by the fire...

Yin Shinian walked over and just wanted to speak to Feng Yan, trying to distract him.

But when he saw Feng Yan opened his mouth, he ate the crisp yellow cabbage that Feng Xi brought to his mouth.

Suddenly, Yin Shinian's heart became clear, and Yin Shinian realized how nervous she was going to go crazy.

Watching Feng Yan chewing slowly, Yin Shinian was worried that he would vomit.

In fact, it wasn't just she who thought so, Feng Xi also thought so.

Because Feng Yan's words and actions have always been unpredictable.

What he will do may be something you will think of, or it may be completely beyond your imagination.

But until Feng Yan swallowed, he licked his tongue by the way, "It tastes good, I guess it's not enough, you can make some more!"

After speaking, one hand took the plate from Feng Xi's hand, and the other hand pulled Yin Shinian's arm, turned and left.

"I fuck, don't do it!" Feng Xi directly threw the chopsticks in his hand to the ground, but the chopsticks were too thin to show his anger and depression at this time.