"I ......"

Looking at the beautiful face that was close at hand, Xiang Xing's eyes straightened, and he only muttered blankly.

He quickly came back to his senses, shook his little head sharply, and shrank back until his back slammed gloriously against the door.

The pain made her little nose wrinkle slightly, and while snorting lowly, she muttered quietly, "I'm going to return things, not to send things......

"It doesn't make a difference."

The man chuckled, his brow furrowed slightly.

Slowly let go of Xiang Xing, then Ying Ying turned around, walked to the small tea table in the middle of his boudoir, and sat down.

Then he turned his head sideways, bent his slender knuckles, and tapped rhythmically on the table of the tea table, winking at the little one.

"General Xiang, come and sit."

He laughed, his eyes and voice were boundlessly charming.

Xiang Xing was still a little hesitant, but when her eyes inadvertently glanced at the full table, her eyes widened.

I saw that on the tea table, there were not only two teas.

I also stacked a plate and looked at the delicate and delicious cloud cake, pineapple cake, osmanthus dumplings, dragon whisker cake, red bean lily cake......

It's all her favorite snack!

It's good now, he was pulled here by Situ Ling because he didn't have dinner, and after experiencing a series of turmoil just now, Xiang Xing was already hungry and tired at the moment.

Seeing the delicious and sweet snacks, her harath instantly flowed down.

It was more as if he was being manipulated by something, and involuntarily walked towards Feng Lan.

A butt sat down in the seat he had prepared.

As soon as she sat down, her dark eyes stared at the osmanthus ball closest to her, and her throat swallowed unconsciously.

But he was a little restrained, so he didn't take it immediately, but clenched his fingers slightly, and pursed his lips lightly.

Look at the osmanthus dumplings, and look at the man next to him.

Seeing her little appearance, Feng Lan couldn't help but laugh lowly.

The perfectly curved wrist slightly supported the tight jaw, the head tilted slightly, and the peach blossom eyes stared at the little one.

"This is Fengxiang Building, there are no rules and regulations in the palace and your general's mansion, if you want to eat, just eat it."

With the other hand, he picked up the jade chopsticks, picked up a crystal round osmanthus ball, and gently put it on the small plate in front of her.

When the chopsticks were loosened, the jade chopsticks suddenly paused again.

Then, with a faint and wanton chuckle, it suddenly came from Xiang Xing's ear, "Or ...... General Xiang Xiao wants the slave family to serve you and feed you, huh? ”

“…… I—I'll eat it myself! ”

When he said this, Xiang Xing was so frightened that his whole body jumped slightly.

Immediately, he hurriedly grabbed the chopsticks in front of him, poked the osmanthus ball directly, and swallowed it in one gulp.

As a result, this mouthful made her choke directly, and her little face was instantly suffocated by the sudden suffocation.

“…… Tsk,"

Feng Lan was suddenly startled, hurriedly stretched out his arms, pulled Xiang Xing into his arms, and wrapped his arms around him.

The arm was slightly exerted on the waist and abdomen, but in an instant, the osmanthus ball was successfully forced to spit out.

The little guy was relieved at this time, his little head tilted, and he smashed directly on the table in a dizzy manner.

Just slumped sideways so miserably, the little hand subconsciously patted his chest and breathed.