Godly Farmer Doctor: Arrogant Husband, Can’t Afford to Offend!

Shantou sighed, and then pointed to the east side of the yard: "There is a small kitchen over there, you can go and see for yourself."

The white pheasant carried a thick skirt to the small kitchen. Although it was not fast, but the posture, where is the so-called look of everyone, what is the difference between the wild and the wild?

I did not expect that the son would like such a person.

Princess Qianfang is beautiful and elegant, and she is impeccable in one fell swoop. It is like this girl in front of me, eating more, walking is not elegant, and speaking is still loud. . . I can't find her advantage.

But she is such a girl, captured the heart of the master.

Xiaoqing sighed and turned away. It was still in that position, straight and back, motionless, like a stone sculpture.

There are not many things in the small kitchen, but it is enough for her to have a breakfast.

There are flour and eggs, and a cloud of legs and a small bundle of greens.

She spread some thin dough with flour and fry the eggs and the legs and vegetables.

When the east and west ends were put into the house, Hu Feng’s eyes were bright. Just one mouth, the white scorpion snorted, and whispered: “Small voice, Xiaoqing is in the courtyard, this girl has practiced, don’t let her hear. ""

Hu Feng also lowered his voice, and his eyes were full of smiles: "What is this?" He ate the white burritos made from white peony, which was as thin as a white paper, or the first time he saw it.

"It's about the same as egg burritos, wrapped in vegetables, you can taste it."

Hu Feng netted his hand and went back to the table to sit down. He took the white glutinous rice rolls for him, and he opened his mouth and bit a big mouth.

The dish is still hot, but the dough is cool, but it doesn't have a taste.

“Is it delicious?” She pushed the freshly poured hot tea.

Hu Feng had a mouthful to answer, only nodded, sighed.

Seeing that he was fragrant, she also looked hungry, and she also took two meals. She thought of Xiaoqing outside, and she couldn’t bear it. The girl looked like a fifteen or six-year-old, just as the flower season, but she left. Parents, who became Song Lang’s men, did not know how much suffering they suffered.

I want to roll up two rolls and get up. "I take two for Xiaoqing, and you eat it yourself."

Hu Feng is somewhat distressed. In fact, he can finish it all. Why do you want to give the girl a fierce gimmick?

Hearing the footsteps, Xiaoqing turned back and walked toward her with a white scorpion. There was a smile on his face, and the oil on his mouth was still not cleaned.

She just wanted to open her mouth and asked, but she saw Bai Hao handing a plate to her: "This is what I just did, you try."

Xiaoqing frowned, staring at the plate, did not pick up, did not speak.

Bai Hao put the plate in her arms and smiled and said: "No poison, I use what you have, eat fast, still hot, it will be cold for a while."

After she finished, she left, Xiaoqing stood in the same place and looked at the plate in a daze.

why? Why is she giving her this? Is it to see her poor? Give alms to her?

But she just smiled, so pure, when she looked at her, there was no impurity in her eyes, and it was different from the people she had seen before.

She was stunned and sneaked into the nose with a tempting aroma.

When I was cold, my stomach was called up. I didn’t feel hungry. It smelled sweet and naturally hungry.

I was struggling to eat, and suddenly the hand was light, and the plate was taken away.

"The son?" She looked at the son in front of her astonishment. She had taken the food from the plate and ate it.