"Brother Mu Fan, don't be fooled by her." Murong Xueer got off the horse by herself, took a chair, and sat not far from the two of them.

Feng Liye took the kettle, unscrewed it, and put it in Murong Xueer's hand.

Murong Xueer took a few sips of water before looking at the man and woman in front of her again.

"Chu Qianyi, don't pretend to be dead! I was so fierce just now that I almost threw me off the horse's back. What are you pretending now?"

Murong Xueer was so angry that she, Chu Qianyi, wanted to pretend to be dead, but why did she pretend to be in front of her brother Mu Fan?

This woman did it on purpose. She knew that she liked Brother Mu Fan, but she deliberately was so close to Brother Mu Fan in front of her.

Seeing Brother Mu Fan love Baoer so much, Murong Xueer felt uncomfortable.

Baoer didn't think so much. She has suffered only a handful of suffering in this life. Now that she is so tired, she must be more spoiled so that Brother Mu Fan can spoil her more.

As long as Brother Mu Fan spoils her and spoils her, she will soon be no longer tired.

The two people in front of them ignored Murong Xueer at all.

Mu Fan took out a square scarf in his arms and carefully wiped the stains on Baoer's face.

His movements were as gentle as his expression, which made Murong Xueer fascinated.

Imagining that Brother Mu Fan was gently wiping his face, Murong Xueer's mood also improved a lot.

After all, one day, Brother Mu Fan will belong to her, and then she will make Chu Qianyi envy her in turn.

"Xue'er." Feng Liye washed a square towel and handed it to Murong Xue'er, "Wipe your face, it's OK to have some porridge later, and beggar chicken will be almost done."

"Today's beggar chickens are made by Brother Mu, you should like them."

The conversation between Murong Xueer and Baoer in the forest just now was not only Mu Fan, but also Feng Liye heard it.

Of course, it was not just their conversation. The two men basically knew their every move today, but they just saw that the situation was good and they didn't show up.

When I heard that I could eat the beggar chicken made by Brother Mu Fan later, Murong Xueer was in a good mood.

She withdrew her gaze from Mu Fan. She looked at Feng Liye seriously for the first time in the past few days.

"Brother Feng, do you still have peaches? I want to eat peaches."

"Yes." Feng Liye smiled and turned around and left.

After a while, he brought a small basin and filled it with peach meat that had been peeled and cut into small pieces.

Murong Xueer sat cross-legged on the chair, took the plate, picked up the small bamboo stick, and forked a piece of peach meat in her mouth.

"tasty."

"Don't worry! And." Feng Liye looked at the girl on the chair with a smile.

It seems that as long as Murong Xueer is no longer angry, his world will become sunny.

"Brother Feng, what kind of porridge do you make? River shrimp porridge?"

"River shrimp porridge." Feng Liye responded softly.

When Murong Xueer asked if it was river shrimp porridge, he had already blurted out his words.

Looking at her brother Feng, Murong Xueer was quite satisfied.

However, she still felt uncomfortable, but Brother Feng was not necessarily good to Chu Qianyi. Maybe it was the same as she didn't like to see her parents treat Chu Qianyi.

Anyway, I just don't like it!

Brother Feng and his parents are both hers. They can only be kind to themselves, not to others.

Murong Xueer withdrew her gaze from Feng Liye and put it in her mouth.

"I'm hungry, the porridge is going to be cold."
Chapter completed!