"Touch!"

The clear and crisp voice sounded, suddenly woke up Feng Sujin, let her from just recollection.

Qiu Wenzheng is also in a trance, just when he saw the sad look of Feng Sujin, and then thought of the suffering of Jun Mohan, he sighed sadly.

Liang Xiaoqing feels embarrassed.

The beauty opposite her is fengsujin!

The legendary woman, the woman who is not allowed to be a man, the woman who is loved by the future king, the woman who is recognized by the imperial seal, the

Too many, too many, for a time Liang Xiaoqing's mind can't fit.

But she was excited.

She never thought that she could see the legendary woman in such a remote tribe.

And she's right in front of her!

However, she did not control herself and made a sound.

Especially when the other side sees it, she is very nervous.

Liang Xiaoqing's hands and feet do not know where to put them. For the first time, she felt at a loss.

"I I was not careful... "

Feng Sujin looks at the girl blushing in front of her. Her mind is shining. This should be Liang Xiaoqing in the materials.

She looked at Liang Xiaoqing, who was about to squat down to pick up the broken bowl. She said, "don't move, break your fingers. I'm almost full. Come here and have a taste of this dumpling."

If it was before, Feng Sujin would never give up the dumplings made by Jun Mohan.

It's a strong and lustful feeling.

But after the separation of life and death, Feng Sujin has an open-minded attitude towards her feelings.

She felt that she was not greedy. She just wanted each other to be good.

Moreover, such delicious dumplings should be tasted and remembered together.

We all remember the taste of dumplings made by Jun Mohan, which is the most meaningful, isn't it?

Qiu Wenzheng vigorously waved his hand, "this is for you to eat, for you to eat..."

Are you kidding? How can they eat.

That is Jun Mo's cold strong body, one by one hard package.

He watched with his own eyes. Jun Mo didn't know how to cough a few mouthfuls of blood in the middle, which scared people to death.

He knows how precious such a dumpling is. He can't eat it. He can't eat it if he wants to.

Of course, they are reluctant to eat, because it belongs to fengsujin.

Liang Xiaoqing is still confused. She doesn't understand what the dialogue between Feng Sujin and Qiu Wenzheng means.

She is just very happy. The legendary Feng Sujin is so approachable. She just talked to her so gently and cared about her.

Don't let her break her fingers.

And Feng Sujin let her eat dumplings, how can she refuse.

Liang Xiaoqing instinctively nods at this time and approaches fengsujin.

Before Qiu Wenzheng could react, Liang Xiaoqing was close to Feng Sujin, who just put a dumpling into Liang Xiaoqing's mouth.

Qiu Wenzheng's mouth was wide open and he looked dull.

He really has an impulse to cover his face and cry. Turning around, will Jun Mohan strangle him?

Liang Xiaoqing happily looks at Feng Sujin and chews the dumplings. "It's delicious. I've never eaten such delicious dumplings before."

In fact, I don't know whether it's delicious or because it's from fengsujin, so she thinks it's delicious.

Feng Sujin looked at Qiu Wenzheng's face again, and even more looked at the affirmation in her heart.

This is the taste of Jun Mo's cold.

She picked up her eyebrows and looked at Qiu Wenzheng and said, "look at you. Don't say it's a special bag for me. You dare not eat it."

Qiu Wenzheng held his breath in his throat, but he couldn't get up and down, "where No, it is It's my own bag. I used to learn it from my brother. "