Young Master’s Favorite, Where Is She Going?

Chapter 672 When the Medicine King Recovers, I'll Give You a Taste of Something You Haven't Eaten Before

"You have a good idea." Tsing Yi wanted to wave his hand away, but couldn't.

He didn't dare to move too much, for fear that the white clothes would not hold his face firmly.

"Don't do this, just one night, just one night."

"Hurry up and let go, the drunkard is also afraid."

"He's afraid of a ghost."

"That's right, I'm afraid of ghosts."

"This brother has nothing to do."

"Whatever you want, I won't sleep with you anyway."

"..." Bai Yi looked at him resentfully.

"Give it up, I haven't eaten yet, I'm starving to death."

"Can I go to your room and make a bed on the floor?" Bai Yi asked with a bitter face.

"Meow~"

Boy, come back to me.

Hit the floor? Go and go by yourself, don't come back when you go, shame on you!

Feng Liyan looked at the unscrupulous white clothes, wishing to rush up and kick him.

"Be obedient, let go of your hand first, then take two steps back, close the door, go back to the room and eat the noodles, then go to bed and sleep with your eyes closed, and it will be dawn soon." Tsing Yi smiled and pulled back her hand.

"Don't don't..."

"Oh, right."

Tsing Yi, who was about to turn around and leave, suddenly remembered something, and walked into the white clothes room.

Bai Yi thought that Tsing Yi's conscience had found out, and was about to say a few nice words to boast, but saw Tsing Yi enter the room, and directly took two bottles of milk from his snack cabinet.

Sensing an unfriendly gaze from the bed, Tsing Yi looked at the little gray cat on the bed, but saw the little gray cat staring at him very unfriendly.

Tsing Yi didn't take it seriously, took two bottles of milk directly, and turned to Bai Yi to say something

"Thanks."

Then go away.

"..." Bai Yi was so angry that his teeth were itchy, he slammed the door shut, and walked towards the sofa with his face in his face. After taking two steps, he remembered something, then turned back and locked the door behind him.

Putting the noodles on the table in front of the sofa, Bai Yi came to the bed and carefully picked up the little gray cat.

"It's time to eat noodles."

"Meow~"

Don't want to eat, put me back, I'm going to sleep.

Bai Yi put the little gray cat on the table, sat down on the sofa, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a broken noodle, and brought it to the little gray cat's mouth: "Ah, open your mouth."

"..."

Feng Li glanced at him, then closed her eyes directly, expressing that she didn't want to talk to him.

"The noodles he cooks are delicious. You can eat some. You are so young now, so you should eat more to grow your body."

"..."

If you say you don't eat, you don't eat.

"Really don't want to eat?"

"..."

"If you don't eat it, I will eat it?"

Seeing that the little gray cat really didn't want to eat it, Bai Yi ate it by himself.

He hadn't eaten anything all day, and Bai Yi was so hungry that his heart was on his back. He just ate two breads and drank a bottle of milk on an empty stomach. I don't know if he was hungry for too long. The noodles are delicious now.

Feng Liyan looked at the white clothes who were chomping on the noodles, and thought: Isn't it just a bowl of noodles, no matter how delicious it is, how delicious it can be.

When the medicine king recovers, I will give you a taste of the good things you have never eaten before, that will be delicious.

"Meow~"

Chew slowly, can you pay attention to your image.

Seeing the little gray cat barking, Bai Yi looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"Do you want to eat?"

"..." Feng Liyan closed his eyes directly and ignored him.

I can't communicate, meow meow every day, it's really annoying.

Seeing that the little gray cat ignored him again, Bai Yi pouted and continued to eat.

The drunkard ate two mouthfuls of noodles, frowned slightly, then took a mouthful of soup, and smacked his mouth.

He looked at Tsing Yi, who was also eating noodles, and directly took a sip of his soup with the spoon in his hand.

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