Chapter 591 Wind is messy He did He did The first male god of the dignified Shengtian Academy can actually cook Feng Qingge's eyes widened with difficulty, and he couldn't believe his ears. et Come on Isn't he known as the god of icebergs?
Why is cooking a skill that is completely inconsistent with his temperament?
And there are many more What the hell is a love breakfast?
Feng Qingge looked at the breakfast in front of him blankly, and then looked up at someone who was cold above his head.
Can't help but be messy.
Seeing that Feng Tingge only took one bite and stopped.
Yun Linghan's eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"What's wrong, it's not delicious" picked up the spoon in front of Feng Tingge, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and put it towards his lips.
"Wait a minute, that's it" Looking at the familiar spoon in his hand, the corners of Feng Tingge's mouth twitched again.
Hurriedly made a sound to stop it, but it was too late.
"Hmm" Yun Linghan narrowed his eyes slightly, and let out a light "um" absentmindedly.
The tip of his tongue was tempting, and he drank the spoonful of porridge on his lips with elegant movements, and chewed it carefully.
It's obviously a very ordinary action, but when he does it, it has a natural dignity and elegance, which is simply pleasing to the eye.
Looking at Yun Linghan's movements, Feng Lingge's voice suddenly went out.
In the blink of an eye, I saw the position of the spoon in his hand, where it had been licked.
Feng Qinge's cheeks suddenly burned red.
Not noticing the change in Feng Qingge, Yun Linghan swallowed the porridge elegantly.
Well The texture is good and the taste is normal.
It's not the same as the right shadow he usually eats.
The corners of Yun Linghan's good-looking lips hooked, and he put the spoon back into the Feng Tilt singer.
"It tastes good, eat it hot."
As he spoke, a pair of deep eyes flashed suspiciously affectionately.
Leaned down slightly, staring directly at Feng Qingge for a moment.
"Pour songs, eat more."
"Thank you."
Approaching the pair of deep eyes at hand, Feng Tingge's voice squeezed out from between his teeth with difficulty.
Looking down at the spoon in his hand, the whole person was in a dilemma. eat But the spoon had just been licked by him.
And the whole table, there is no second spoon either.
Don't eat Feng Qingge reached out and touched his empty belly.
Smelling the hot white porridge at the end of his nose, his stomach once again sounded with an uncontentious "grunt, grunt". depend on Rubbing his empty stomach with his hand, Feng Tingge couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth from his heart.
This man He definitely did it on purpose.
"Isn't it someone else who licked it, what are you afraid of, eat, eat."
Feng Qingge comforted herself from the heart.
I was ruthless and my eyes were closed.
Scoop a spoonful of hot white porridge and put it in your mouth.
"Well, it's delicious."
The white porridge is soft and soft, accompanied by the unique fragrance of rice grains, and the hot is just right for early eating.
A spoonful of porridge went down, and Feng Tingge suddenly squinted his eyes in enjoyment.
"Here, try the side dishes."
Greeting the satisfied expression of the little woman beside her, Yun Linghan's eyes lit up.
Pick up a small vegetable with his own hands and feed it to Feng Tingge's mouth.
At the end of the nose, a faint scent of ambergris suddenly rushed in, accompanied by a good smell of man.
Feng Tingge's movements stiffened as he drank the white porridge, and his body moved backwards unnaturally.
"Thanks, I clipped it myself."
Swallowing the mouthful of white porridge with difficulty, Feng Tingge said.
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As he spoke, he pointed to the spoon in his hand.
"It's okay, I'll feed you."
A low-alcohol, hoarse voice sounded in his ears, with a faint deadly temptation
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