An Xuetang smiled and said, "I like more than these two things. There is more importantly, A Jing, you are my favorite."

“…”

An Xuetang's unexpected love words successfully made Feng Ming look disgusted, and he couldn't help but mutter, "Atang, you are a girl, you have to learn to be reserved, how can you say these shameful words so casually."

An Xuetang nodded and complained with dissatisfaction, "Why is this shameful? A Jing is my husband. I will say I like him, what's wrong?"

Feng Ming knew that he could not compare with An Xuetang in terms of sophistry and quarrels, so he quickly made a surrender move.

An Xuetang hummed twice with satisfaction, and moved his smiling eyes to Mo Yunjing's face, "A Jing doesn't like durian, so what about crabs? A Jing may accept this crab?"

Mo Yunjing took the initiative to mention durian, and An Xuetang couldn't help but think of his resistance to durian.

Although he had never said anything, An Xuetang remembered it in her heart that she knew that something durian-related incident must have happened to Ajing, and the durian thing left a psychological shadow on Mo Yunjing.

As for why, she must find a way to find out.

At present, she only hopes that the crabs she likes will no longer be the food that her family Ajing resists.

Fortunately, Mo Yunjing did not disappoint her. Although Mo Yunjing didn't like crabs much, she at least did not reject them.

After getting the answer that Mo Yunjing was not rejected, An Xuetang continued her cooking journey with peace of mind.

Feng Ming and Mo Yunjing looked at each other, and the moment they looked at each other, they knew that they had something to say to each other.

The two of them talked to An Xuetang and left to Mo Yunjing's study.

As soon as he entered the study, Feng Ming asked directly, "Mo Junyi, do you want to take it to your side?"

When Feng Ming mentioned this question about Mo Junyi directly, Mo Yunjing's expression became solemn.

He did not respond immediately to Feng Ming's words. Feng Ming knew that this matter was not something that Yun Danfeng Qing could mention in Mo Yunjing, so he was not in a hurry to get his answer.

The two were silent for a moment before Mo Yunjing spoke, "I have already sent a letter to Yunyi and a few others. Should I go back to Beijing? You Ziling will make his own choice."

No matter how Mo Junyi chooses, he respects and will not interfere.

Feng Ming sighed, "When you asked that person to go to Northern Xinjiang, you should have considered this issue. Now it has become like this, and it is expected that this is the case. But I didn't expect that his ambition would be revealed so quickly."

Mo Yunjing didn't say anything else. After a while, his black eyes raised and looked at Feng Ming, "Is Qingyun Pavilion giving you news?"

"Of course it is." Feng Ming couldn't help but exclaim when talking about Qingyun Pavilion, "I have to admit that the strength of this Qingyun Pavilion cannot be underestimated."

He has established a good relationship with Qingyun Pavilion in this way. After he leaves, Han Yun may be able to think about some relationships and help his Atang when necessary.

In this world, the only thing he can't let go is Atang.

No one knew, and Mo Yunjing and Fengming said something in the study. It was not until An Xuetang made the crab that the two returned to Jingtangyuan.

Looking at the heavy expressions of the two, An Xuetang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Ajing, brother, your expression will make me misunderstand that you don't like the crabs I made."

Mo Yunjing curled his lips slightly and smiled, "No."

Feng Ming raised his eyebrows, "Even if you make something Atang, do you think your brother and the King of Northern Xinjiang dare to say it?"

"Hey! Brother, what do you mean? You just dislike the things I made before, they are not delicious? Then you can only endure it and dare not say it. Is this what you mean?"
Chapter completed!