Fan Ruoyu shook his head, looked out the door as if unintentionally, and whispered with pink lips, "Feng Luo!"

"Here!" Feng Luo heard the call outside the door and glanced at the four sneaky people outside. The master inside didn't say anything, and he didn't bother to 'report' them.

After entering the house, Feng Luo stood aside and said softly: "Master!?" He was asking, why was he called in for no reason?

Fan Ruoyu glanced at Ya, smiled and said to Ya: "Is it delicious?"

“It’s not as delicious as the one I made!”[

As Ya's words fell, Fan Ruoyu seemed to hear the sound of gnashing of teeth outside. Ya Feng's eyes were filled with a smile that reached deep into his eyes, showing that he was in an extremely good mood.

Fan Ruoyu curled his lips and smiled, an extremely enchanting smile. He opened his lips lightly and said slowly, "Then I won't eat it!" At the same time, he picked up some of the delicate pastries and threw them to Feng Luo.

, "Seeing as you haven't had breakfast, let's just make do with it!" Fan Ruoyu's words were light, but his posture was proud, and his aggrieved tone made Feng Luo feel a chill on his back.

of……

The four sights and eight eyes outside poked coldly at his back, sending chills down his spine. But so what? The master in front of him was everything, and even if his scalp was numb, he had to push forward.

He quickly took it, leaned down and said, "Thank you, Master!" His eyes fell on the pastry, and he knew that what Mr. Ya could eat was definitely not an ordinary pastry. And what he knew, the Master knew even better.

Those actions and behaviors were probably intentional, so Feng Luo bent down and thanked him very well, picked up the pastry without any courtesy and stuffed it into his mouth.

After finishing one piece, Fan Ruoyu looked at her and said, "It's indeed a bit worse than Mr. Ya's!" Then he put the pastry on the table again, showing a look of disgust.

Ya tilted his head slightly, a smile filled his face, and the corners of his lips and eyebrows twitched slightly.

Fan Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and said with a slight smile: "Sure enough, luckily I didn't eat!" Then he waved his hand to signal Feng Luo to go down and said: "Go and have breakfast before coming back!"

"Yes!" Feng Luo bowed and left. When he went out, he was severely baptized by four looks. But he still straightened his back and left slowly with a steady pace.

At the corner, avoiding those four cold gazes, Feng Luo let out a deep breath and patted his chest. As soon as he turned his head, shopkeeper Zhang looked at him with a half-smile but said in surprise: "Why is the shopkeeper smiling here?"

Shopkeeper Zhang moved his beard slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "I have something to report, but I don't want to see it happen like this! Just wait until you finish reading and then report it!"

Feng Luo felt that black lines were floating down his forehead. He was indeed an 'old and cunning' man. He was so observant of words and emotions, and knew how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. He was afraid that he might have offended those four people, so he couldn't help stroking his forehead and shaking his head slightly, taking every step.

The only difference is that I don’t have to worry about beating my chest anymore.

Shopkeeper Zhang saw Feng Luo leaving, with a smile on his face, and slowly walked out of the corner to Ya and Fan Ruoyu's room. When he met the four people at the door, he just nodded slightly.

He knocked on the door and said in a deep voice: "Master, Prince God Bless has sent a letter!"

Fan Ruoyu had already stood up when Feng Luo left, pacing back and forth in the room without speaking. But his contemplation was very obvious, while Ya was standing aside, watching slowly, and picked up the cake on the table and slowly
Chapter completed!