Bai Xingzhi gave Feng Junchi what he had in his hand. Feng Junchi didn't answer at all. He just looked at it and knew what it was, so he shook his head and said he would not eat it.

"Aren't you not picky about food?" Bai Xingzhi was puzzled. However, he didn't force it. He changed his hand and stuffed the plate in his hand to Zou Ge.

Zou Ge took the chopsticks and swallowed them voraciously.

Mu Sheng handed Nan Yuan a pair of chopsticks. Nan Yuan picked up the chopsticks, but he did not dare to pick up Mu Sheng’s plate, but went to pick up Zou Ge’s plate.

Zou Ge was gone from the plate, so he went to the kitchen to get it.

Mu Sheng sat in front of the stone table with a plate in a funny way. There were only four stone round stools on the stone table. Zou Ge occupied one, just opposite Feng Junchi, and Feng Junchi also occupied one. No matter which one she sat on, she was next to Feng Junchi.

"I really don't eat it?" Mu Sheng asked the person sitting next to him with a smile.

Feng Junchi shook his head and said he really didn't eat it.

There was still no expression on his face.

Mu Sheng realized that this was not picky about food, but she really didn't like eating, so she forgot and ate another piece of it herself, so she asked Nanyuan to call Xiao Muzhang and Xiao Baozi, so that the two children could eat some too.

Hongzhu knew that she was back and hurried to Shuanghuayuan to serve her.

Mu Sheng asked Hongzhu to eat a few pieces of blood sausage before he asked Hongzhu to pour tea.

Hongzhu poured tea for everyone.

"I won't need it." Seeing that Hongzhu had fallen for himself, the tall Nanyuan was a little at a loss. It was not good to pick it up, and it was not good not to pick it up.

Hongzhu lowered her head and blushed.

Mu Sheng smiled and said, "It's all over, you can just take it."

Nanyuan then took it, turned his back, and quickly drank it. Then he turned around and continued to stand behind his master Feng Junchi.

Mu Sheng looked at Nanyuan and felt that Nanyuan's face seemed to be a little red, which made her unable to help but curl the corners of her mouth. It seems that these two people...

Feng Junchi looked at her with cold eyes.

When Mu Sheng retracted his gaze from Nanyuan, he noticed this. He didn't know how long Feng Junchi had been looking at her like this. She coughed and then thought it was nothing.

When the little bun saw it, he walked over and stood beside Feng Junchi. The two little deer eyes looked at Feng Junchi with cute eyes.

He was still holding a piece of blood sausage in his two little hands. He stared at Feng Junchi cutely, without blinking his little eyes. He ate the blood sausage in the left hand and hid a small mouthful of snow in the other little hand. After a long time, Feng Junchi looked at him, he asked slowly, "Chichi, you seem to be able to see Sheng Sheng in your eyes. Are we not humans? Can't you even see?"

Mu Sheng laughed awkwardly, pretending he didn't hear it.

Feng Junchi then glanced at him.

Xiao Baozi ate a small mouthful of blood sausage before she slimmed her head and said like a little adult: "I was wrong, I want to remove it."

You just can't see us in your eyes.

"Cough." Mu Sheng still coughed because he was choked.

Zou Ge joked: "You might as well wash your face and calm down."

Well……

Mu Sheng didn't know what to say.

Feng Junchi glanced at Nanyuan.

Nan Yuan knew it and said to Xiao Baozi: "Little Baozi, your old hen, just now your dog father was playing football while you went to the front and got it back and stewed it. Look, that's on the stove."

The little bun was stuttering blood sausages and stopped. Mengmeng looked at the pot on the stove not far away. The fragrance wafted in the pot. It was indeed the fragrance of chicken stewing inside. He was stunned for a moment, then blinked cutely again, and then, with a "wow" sound, he burst into tears.
Chapter completed!