"I..."


    Looking at the beautiful face close at hand, Xiang Xing''s eyes straightened and only murmured blankly.


    He soon regained his mind. He couldn''t help shaking his head and shrinking back until his back hit the door with honor.


    The pain made her little nose wrinkle slightly. She was breathing low and muttering in a small voice, "I''m going to return things, not to send things..."


    "No difference."


    The man smiled low and raised his eyebrows a little.


    He slowly loosened Xiang Xing, immediately turned around, walked to the small tea table in the middle of his boudoir, and sat down.


    Then he turned his head, bent his slender knuckles, knocked rhythmically on the table of the tea table, and blinked at the little guy.


    "Little general Xiang, come and sit down."


    He smiled, his eyes and voice were full of charm.


    Xiang Xing was a little hesitant, but when her eyes inadvertently glanced at the table, they suddenly widened their eyes.


    I saw that there were not only two cups of green tea on the tea table.


    There are also plates of exquisite and delicious cloud cake, pineapple cake, osmanthus dumpling, dragon beard cake, red bean Lily cake


    All her favorite snacks!


    That''s good. I was pulled here by situ Ling because I didn''t have dinner. After a series of storms just now, Xiang Xing is already hungry and tired.


    Seeing the delicious and sweet snacks, her saliva flowed down in an instant.


    It was more like being manipulated by something. Involuntarily, he walked towards Fenglan.


    He sat down in the seat he had prepared.


    Just as she sat down, her dark eyes stared at the sweet scented osmanthus dumpling nearest to her, and her throat swallowed unconsciously.


    But some small formality, did not immediately get it, but slightly clenched his fingers and gently pursed his lips.


    Look at the sweet scented osmanthus dumpling and look at the man on the side.


    Seeing her small appearance, Feng LAN couldn''t help laughing.


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


    "This is Fengxiang building. There are no rules and regulations in the palace and your general''s house. If you want to eat, just eat."


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


    While loosening the chopsticks, the jade chopsticks suddenly paused again.


    Then, with a faint wanton light laughter, Xiang Xing heard, "or... Xiang Xiaojun wants me to serve you and feed you, huh?"


    "... I, I will eat myself!"


    Xiang Xing was so frightened that the whole person jumped up.


    In a hurry, he grabbed the chopsticks in front of him, poked the sweet scented osmanthus ball directly, and swallowed it.


    As a result, she choked directly, and her little face was flushed by the sudden sense of suffocation.


    "... Tut,"


    Feng Lan was startled. She quickly stretched out her arms, pulled Xiang Xing into her arms and hooped him with her arms.


    The arm made a slight effort at the waist and abdomen, but in a moment, it successfully forced the osmanthus ball to spit out.


    The little guy was relieved. His head tilted and hit the table dizzily.


    It was so miserable that he hung on his side, and his little hand subconsciously patted his chest and followed his breath.