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Chapter 1700 Obedient

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    Feng Qingchen and An Yi were really busy for a long time. They got up when they were hungry again the next morning.

    "What to eat?" An Yi knew that Feng Qingchen was a naughty person, so he planned to go to the inn's small kitchen to make breakfast for him.

    "Anything is fine!" Feng Qingchen was half-lying on the bed, bending her beautiful eyes slightly leisurely, a strand of black hair hanging down from her forehead, reflecting the morning sun, her satisfied smile was unusually soft, as obedient as a  Cat.

    Anyi resisted the temptation to go back and take a nap, quickly put on her clothes and left the room.

    Feng Qingchen¡¯s lips were slightly raised, her chin was supported by her wrist, her green silk skin and jade skin were stunningly beautiful.

    An Yi gritted her teeth and gave the shopkeeper half a tael of silver before allowing her to go to the small kitchen to cook.

    There are newly soaked beans in the kitchen last night, they should be used to make tofu.

    An Yi thought for a while, grinded a bowl of soy milk, prepared three eggs, beat the eggs into egg liquid, added the soy milk in two times, and sieved to remove air bubbles

    Then pour it into a white porcelain bowl, turn the bowl upside down and place it in a cage for steaming.

    An Yi wanted to make a bean curd, but there was no plaster in the inn kitchen, so he could only make it with eggs.

    After steaming for a while, An Yi added the pre-prepared black fungus and shredded chicken stew on top of the cooked tofu, and added a little chive flowers, fried chili oil, minced coriander, minced pickles, etc., and a bowl of white, tender, translucent and attractive tofu was ready.  it is done.

    An Yi brought the steamed buns again, dipped them in the remaining eggs and made soft fried steamed buns, served them on a tray, and carried them into the house himself.

    In the room, Feng Qingchen had already stood up and was sitting in front of the table. She was wearing a scarlet brocade robe. The robe was turned up layer by layer, revealing the beautiful intertwined black and crimson colors. Her hair was casually scattered.  She stood there, holding her chin in her hand, waiting eagerly. When she saw An Yi coming, her stunning little face immediately looked like a blooming Bana flower, as beautiful and tempting as any.

    An Yi put down the food and couldn't help but feel a little sad. At this time, in those romance novels, aren't the male protagonists always waiting for the female protagonists?  Why did it happen the other way around when it came to her?  Looking at the man in front of me again, his red lips were slightly pursed when he smiled. His smile was very arrogant, a bit romantic, and even more beautiful than her, a newly married woman.  Could it be that this man got the heroine script?

    "Feed me!" An Yi pushed Dounao in front of Feng Qingchen, raised his little head and said.

    Feng Qingchen narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "After all, this is not the first time you have run away from home for Yun Zhinan. I should not have kept him last time!"

    "Master, Master, Thirteenth Master, let me feed you!" An Yi quickly stood up, nodded and bent down, carefully scooped up a spoonful of white and tender bean curd with the small white porcelain spoon and put it in front of the man's red lips, "Try my craftsmanship  , is it to your liking?"

    Feng Qingchen turned her head to look at An Yi, raised her fingers, and suddenly slowly touched An Yi's neck.

    "Hey, don't push your nose in your face. I've already made breakfast for you and fed you myself. If you pinch my neck again" Before An Yi could finish her words, she saw a man coming close to her face and whispering in her ear.  He said in a loud voice, "You just went out like this? The marks on your face and neck are so obvious, aren't you afraid that others will see them?"

    An Yi froze, quickly put down the bowl and rushed to the bronze mirror. Sure enough, the traces on the side of her face were so obvious, especially on her small face, the traces of fragrance and lingering were so obvious and unbridled (Remember this site  Website: www.hlnovel.com
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