Fang Xiyan looked at the small pavilion again. Does it look familiar? It seems that it should look familiar to her.
She smiled, without comment, and walked in. The interior of the pavilion was simple and elegant. There were two stools, a table with various fruits and pastries, and a guqin placed horizontally on the table.
Fang Xiyan was stunned for a moment when she saw the guqin. She also learned an instrument in modern times, and what she learned was the guqin. Now that she saw it, she suddenly felt familiar.
Feng Xiaoxun took her hand and sat down in front of a table. He peeled off an orange-shaped fruit and gave it to her: "This is a pomelo, do you like it if you try it?"
The pomelo petals were golden and full, with a fragrant smell. Fang Xiyan tasted one petal. It was sour and sweet, with a fragrant aroma on her teeth and cheeks. It was a taste she liked very much, so she peeled off another petal and ate it.[
Feng Xiaoxun saw that she was eating deliciously, his eyebrows relaxed, and he smiled and said: "I know you like to eat, this was your favorite in the past. Every time your adoptive father went out and asked you what you wanted, you always put this thing on the
The first one."
Fang Xiyan's hands that were peeling the skin paused, and her mouth suddenly lost its taste...
Feng Xiaoxun didn't notice her emotions and continued to get her other food.
After all, Fang Xiyan's knowledge of this world was limited and she had not seen much. And she had never even seen some of the food in this world.
Feng Xiaoxun introduced everything to her. To be honest, these things tasted good and really suited Fang Xiyan's taste. But every time Feng Xiaoxun made her eat something sweet, he would add: "This is what you used to eat."
She likes to eat." She lost her appetite inexplicably, and no matter what she ate, it was like chewing wax...
She obviously didn't eat much, but she felt a little full in her stomach. After a while, when Feng Xiaoxun fed her again, she finally shook her head: "I don't want to eat anymore, I'm full."
"You're full after just eating so much?" Feng Xiaoxun frowned: "You used to eat a lot more than you do now!"
Fang Xiyan felt that she had never hated the word 'original' as much as she does now! Because it represents another person...
The fire in my heart surged up again, and I couldn't help but sneer: "It was the original, and now it is now! Now I have no appetite!"
"No appetite?" Feng Xiaoxun was surprised. He raised his hand and pressed on her pulse: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?" He touched her forehead again: "You don't have a fever."
Fang Xiyan: "..." She suddenly felt a little stronger and said dyingly: "I'm fine, I just have no appetite."
Feng Xiaoxun frowned and sighed softly: "You humans are just a little fragile..." I think that when Feiyue first came to his Demon Palace, she also liked to get sick, and compared to the demon's vitality, she seemed much more fragile. So.
He simply took out her soul and let her be reborn in the body of the demon fox...
He looked at Fang Xiyan again. He wanted her really hard these days. Although he didn't do it seven times a night, he always did it three or four times a night, often until the sky was dim...
He is a powerful demon king, so it doesn't matter, but she is an out-and-out human being. It is a bit unbearable for her to endure such torment. Her face is a little pale, her spirit seems a little depressed, and she has a sleepy expression.
He thought for a while and discussed with her: "Fei'er, if this human body is no longer good for you, just give it up and your adoptive father will get you a better one."