Yi Feng held a tray, which was covered with black soup and medicine, and the bowl was still steaming, and there was white rice porridge next to it.

His fingers that he clamped against the edge of the tray suddenly tightened, and there was a lot of wood chips that were buckled down from the edge of the tray.

Yi Feng took a deep breath, his lips pursed tightly, almost collapsing into a straight line, and he tried his best to suppress his upcoming emotions.

He placed the tray on the round stone table, and flashed in front of Nalan Mufeng in a blink of an eye, but even if his face calmed down, he could not hide his gloomy eyes as if he was about to kill.

He wanted to punch the head that was pressed against Yi Xiaorou, but he was afraid that it would hurt Yi Xiaorou, so he could only give up and hold Nalan Mufeng's hand on Yi Xiaorou's shoulder, and use the force to bring Yi Xiaorou out of his arms.

Nalan Mufeng woke up when Yi Feng appeared. Xie Sifeng raised his eyes, carrying endless pressure.

When Yi Xiaorou was taken behind Yi Feng, Nalan Mufeng grabbed her other hand one step ahead of time.

For a moment, Yi Xiaorou was in a dilemma.

Yi Feng stared at him coldly and said something he even sneered at, "Men and women will not be able to get along with each other."

He was not afraid of Nalan Mufeng, he was afraid of Yi Xiaorou. Just looking at Yi Xiaorou being entangled in his arms, he knew that Yi Xiaorou was voluntary, but how could his Xiaorou...

Nalan Mufeng's response was Yi Xiaorou's previous sneer, "Ha..."

It fully demonstrates Yi Xiaorou's indifferent, disdainful and even contemptuous attitude when she smiles!

Yi Feng's face suddenly became gloomy and subconsciously clasped Yi Xiaorou's hand. It was his uneasy and even afraid and helplessness about the soon-to-be-snatched treasure.

"I just boiled the medicine. Now the temperature is right now, and it will be too hard to drink when it cools down." His eyes were staring at Yi Xiaorou, and there was even a hint of prayer and pleading under his eyes.

Yi Xiaorou paused, "Okay."

Yi Feng breathed a sigh of relief, with a little attentive meaning, "I also cooked porridge, but there is no kitchen here, and I don't know if the taste can be compared with before, and there are new dishes I have recently developed. Can I taste it after I finish drinking the tonic?"

Not saying that Yi Feng was not paying attention yet. There were a few dirty spots on his white face. She remembered that Yi Feng was more or less a bit obsessed with cleanliness.

Yi Xiaorou paused, and handed the handkerchief in her hand to Yi Feng, "Wipe your face."

Yi Feng's expression immediately subsided. He took the veil and was a little flattered. He just wiped it on his face and put it into his sleeve.

Yi Xiaorou turned around and wanted to walk to the table, but her other wrist was shackled. She stared at the hand she was being held for a long time and then looked at Nalan Mufeng.

Unexpectedly, Nalan Mufeng let go of his hand very happily, and then quickly sat at the table.

Yi Feng frowned impatiently, but he could not speak because he wanted to maintain his image in front of Yi Xiaorou.

Yi Xiaorou didn't say anything. Seeing the black medicine bowl that was still smoking, she raised it and tilted it down directly, but her brows were so frowned that she could kill the flies.

Seeing her wrinkled face, Yi Feng couldn't help but bring the candied fruits prepared in the morning with a funny look.

"I know you have always relied on Youming Bing to drink medicine. Now you feel that it is certain that you are not used to it. Just take it slowly, and you don't need to drink it in one breath."

Yi Xiaorou pursed her lips and did not refute.

She took the candied fruit and held it in her mouth, chewing it slowly, and then sat down and prepared to pick up the porridge and eat it when it faded away the unpleasant medicine.

The porridge made by Yi Feng has always been delicious, she knows.

But before he could eat it, a certain demon lord who was unwilling to be lonely took the bowl and swallowed it.

In the end, I even felt disgusted with it with great difficulty, "The taste is too light, the porridge is too bad, and it feels disgusting when it tastes bad. Fortunately, I have solved it for you."

Yi Xiaorou twitched the corners of her mouth, and decided that she would still have a bigger stomach and not bother with him.

She felt that these two demons with the same strong personalities seemed to have had a fight when they first met. This seemingly calm conversation was the secret battle between two demons who were also full of desire for victory and loss.

Yi Feng, on the other hand, took the lead when Yi Xiaorou was about to take the bamboo chopsticks and explained with a smile, "There are some things to do with eating vegetables. You have always been rough, so I'll help you."

Then he picked a light-looking vegetable and sent it to Yi Xiaorou's mouth.

Yi Xiaorou was stunned for a moment, but she lowered her head and ate with Yi Feng's hand.

Nalan Mufeng narrowed his eyes, and there was nothing in his mind, just a series of "Hahaha..."

Although this man's appearance has changed, it has not changed much. Nalan Mufeng remembers clearly that in the first sixteen years of Yi Xiaorou's life, he has always been by Yi Xiaorou's side.

It is a bad demon with ill-hearted hearts.
Chapter completed!