Ling Yixuan walked to her house, stood at the door, and turned around hesitantly to look at the closed door opposite. She hadn't seen Situ Feng for several days since she took care of him that day. I wonder if he is in good health yet?

Are you here? Or have you left? Say goodbye! She walked to the opposite side and knocked on the door a few times, "Situ Feng, are you there? Situ Feng! Are you in there? The Third Prince? His Highness the Third Prince? Wu Zun

Sir..." After knocking on the door for a while, there was no response. "You're really gone?" She was a little disappointed and sighed helplessly, "One step further away from the answer to the mystery!"

When Ling Yixuan got up the next day, she planned to ask Yan Tianzhi. But she met Situ Feng halfway. Her eyes lit up and she ran over happily, "Situ Feng, you haven't left yet?"

Situ Feng's thick cloak was stained with a little white snow. He seemed to have just come back from outside. His expression was as cold as ever. "Have you gone out? Are you cold? How are you? Are you hungry? Have you eaten? These days

Oh my god...it hurts...it hurts. What do you do? Let go quickly..." One second, Ling Yixuan was immersed in the joy of seeing him again, but the next second, her hand was suddenly grabbed.

"What tricks are you playing?" He stared at her and said coldly.

"No... no tricks." Ling Yixuan gasped in pain. She was just too excited and suddenly acted too enthusiastic.

The strength in his hand tightened even more. Situ Feng watched her grinning in pain as if in a wicked way. Then he flicked his hand and Ling Yixuan fell directly to the ground.

"Brother, can we communicate with each other in the future? Being so rude really does not match your noble and elegant temperament..." Ling Yixuan rubbed her almost broken wrist and made immature suggestions to him.

Situ Feng ignored her and walked forward past her. "Hey, why are you leaving? I'm talking to you..." She hurriedly ran to follow her, "We are all people who have saved each other's lives, so we don't need to be too busy."

It’s too raw, don’t you think? How about I treat you to something delicious?”

In the Yan family kitchen, Ling Yixuan took out the food that she had carefully cooked and the pot was still steaming. She prepared the bowls and went out. In order to ease the hostile relationship with Situ Feng, she shamelessly asked for a favor.

When she went to eat, she endured the pain and threatened to buy him all the most expensive and delicious food in Bingzhou City. As a result, she just looked at her with a confused look on her face. In the end, she said that to show her sincerity, she would cook it for him.

She was slightly confused, but didn't say anything, so Ling Yixuan presented her first cooking show in two generations.

"General, general! The delicious food is out of the pot, please have a taste!" Ling Yixuan brought the food to Situ Feng, opened the lid of the pot, and bent down to make a gesture of invitation.

As soon as the lid was opened, the hot soup was still tumbling, and a rich aroma could be smelled in the air. The food in the pot was rich in color, with more than ten kinds of ingredients, including meat and vegetables, and full of color, flavor and flavor. Looking at Situ Feng, he was still confused.

Impressed, Ling Yixuan immediately filled a bowl for him and handed it over, "This is the spicy hotpot I made. I don't know if you like spicy food, so I only added a little bit of spicy food. If it's not spicy enough, I'll add more.

You try it first!" Ling Yixuan looked at him expectantly, "Hmm? Give it a try."

Situ Feng glanced at the steaming food that was handed to him. The hand holding the bowl had blisters on the back of his fingers that had been scalded by the edge of the pot and the soup oil during cooking, and they were still burning and painful.

After a while, he said indifferently, "A hodgepodge?"

"Why is this a hodgepodge? There is a difference between Malatang and a hodgepodge. Try it quickly!" Ling Yixuan urged him impatiently.

Situ Feng took half a step back and stopped looking. Realizing that he might be leaving, Ling Yixuan became a little anxious and scooped a spoonful of soup directly to his mouth. "Come on, open your mouth, ah~" The other party was so disrespectful.

, when can they ease their relationship and get closer, and when can they find out about Guangyanlou? When can she go home? "Drink it! This is my first time cooking, and I have a full pot.

My heart, if you eat it, the fruits of my hard work cannot be in vain!" Ling Yixuan's words were gentle, but also with some firmness that did not accept refutation.

Situ Feng was a little confused for a moment, as if he was shocked by her behavior and words. He looked into her eyes for a few seconds, not knowing what he was thinking. Finally, his expression slowly relaxed, and the corner of his mouth raised an unpredictable arc, "Okay.

Ah." As he spoke, he leaned forward and stared at her as he accepted the food she brought to her mouth. At that moment, Ling Yixuan's body seemed to be frozen, her face quickly turned red, her hand trembled, and was held by the other party in time.

Then the spoon came into the opponent's hand, and the bowl was taken over. Then, under her unreflecting gaze, she ate the food in the bowl one bite at a time.


Chapter completed!