From last night to now, she hasn't eaten for a long time!

Now that the fragrance is swaying, the greedy and hungry worms are attracted for a moment.

She stretched comfortably and put on her clothes and got out of bed.

In the outdoor room, Feng Chenglin sat at the table, and in front of him, there was a table of delicious wine and delicacies.

"Fatty, you still know me! You know I'm hungry!"

At this time, there is no one else who can remember her that she has not eaten.

However, Feng Chenglin looked over with a strange look, and his bitter mouth twitched: "It's not me!"

"Um??"

Ling Luoyu was stunned, and his hand, who was about to pinch the chicken legs, suddenly stopped.

"It's not you?"

If you are not Feng Fatty, who else can it be?!

Feng Chenglin did not make a sound, but looked in the direction of the kitchen.

Only then did Ling Luoyu realize that smoke was coming out of the kitchen.

Obviously, a playboy disciple like Feng Chenglin will never cook.

But if it's not him, who can it be?

Just as he was about to speak in confusion, a person had already walked out of the kitchen door.

"Mo Xuanchen??!"

Ling Luoyu feels like he is so terrified!!

This monster - knows how to cook??!

Mo Xuanchen was holding a bowl of soup in his hand, steaming hot and rushing towards him.

"Get out of here, it's burning me to death!"

Ling Luoyu quickly moved away and watched him put down the hot soup, but he couldn't help but open his mouth and his face was full of incredible feelings.

"You...you can cook?"

She has known him for so long, why didn’t she know he can cook?!

Mo Xuanchen smiled evilly and looked at his lips: "Don't you know my past? Why don't you know I can cook?!"

Ling Luoyu's mouth twitched, and he didn't answer the words, and he automatically disconnected and walked towards the table.

"You don't do these...

Feng Chenglin whispered and muttered: "Do you really believe it?"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Xuanchen stared at him: "Who is he?!"

There was a lot of jealousy in his voice, but under those eyes, there was a strong murderous rebellion.

It seems that if one answer is not satisfied, he can instantly kill him on the spot.

Feng Chenglin dared not offend him, for fear that Ling Luoyu would say something to stimulate him, so he waved his hand quickly.

"I am her assistant, who is responsible for arranging acting...that...my name is crazy!!"

"What are you doing here?"

Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched: "...Well, I saw that Young Master Luo didn't go to the theater in the morning, wondering if she was... sick, so I came to see..."

In fact, he came early in the morning and just noticed Mo Xuanchen's breath, so he left obediently.

I originally thought I would come over at noon, but who knew that I was unlucky and met him again.

As soon as he saw him, Mo Xuanchen's eyes were wrong. He seemed to want to cut him open and see what was inside, vicious and vicious.

He was going to leave, but Mo Xuanchen didn't allow him to leave at all!

He let him sit there and watch him put the same dishes on the table.

At this moment, he finally understood what it means to be like a needle and needle.

Especially when Mo Xuanchen's eyes seemed to be aiming at him inadvertently, his little heart couldn't help but tremble.

Mo Xuanchen now has no memory of him.

If he annoyed him, he might as well slap him in the face, and he will be reincarnated and become a human being!

Ling Luoyu's eyes wandered between Mo Xuanchen and Feng Chenglin, and he coughed quietly.

"Why are you here?"

Feng Chenglin replied with a bitter face: "I..."

"I'm not asking you!!"
Chapter completed!