"What are you still waiting for?"

Hearing the faintly displeased voice of the master, he quickly recovered, glanced at the boy who was eating happily, and hurriedly responded.

"Yes."

Go outside, tell the guards outside and go to the kitchen to order an extra copy.

Seeing the hot plates of snacks and dishes on the table, her eyes brightened, and she was very diligent in helping the Hades to pick some, and she was very courteous.

"Hell Lord, you eat, eat this." Then, regardless of whether he eats or not, after helping him with a chopstick, he starts to eat his own.

Seeing him helping the master to pick up a chopsticks dish, the waiting shadow stared at him: "You can eat your own food. What kind of dishes are for the master? The master does not eat..."

Before the words of the dishes picked up by others were spoken, he saw his noble and domineering master staring at the dishes in the bowl for a while, and actually picked them up and ate them, making him suffocate in his heart. No less, so uncomfortable.

When Feng Jiu saw that he had eaten, he narrowed his eyes with a smile, and regarded himself as the owner, and did not forget who was eating in whose yard. After he picked some vegetables, he helped him with some more.

"Hell Lord, try this, you haven't eaten it yet!"

She gave him the last piece of dim sum in a small dish. There were four pieces of dim sum in each small dish, but it happened that after she ate three pieces, she clamped the last piece to him. He also raised his brows straight.

Yingyi on the side was almost crying when he saw it. He wanted to shout: Master, can't you be more reserved?How come no one refuses?What will the boy eat?The other party is a man, what is your integrity?

After a breakfast, Feng Jiu felt happily in her heart. She touched her bulging belly, burped and stood up: "I have to go back, hoo! So full."

Looking at the guy who left after eating breakfast and patted his butt, the Hell Lord swept the plate that was not left on the table and asked, "Isn't she usually provided for her meal?"

Ying Yi lowered his head and responded, "Yes, but, others are definitely not eating as well as the master." The master's food is cooked by the first-level chef himself, and each dish is exquisite and delicious, so naturally it's not someone else. The meals are comparable.

Hearing this, the Hell Lord nodded, stood up, and walked out.

Upon seeing it, Ying Yi followed and exited the yard, and ordered the guards outside: "Let me clean up the tabletop." He hurriedly followed the master in front.

After returning to the hospital, Feng Jiu washed the dried ointment on his face. Seeing that the scars on his face faded day by day, he couldn't help but smiled happily: "This is the biggest benefit of coming here."

She applied some ointment on it again, and walked out with her face painted with medicine, intending to walk away to eliminate food, but she didn't want to. When she came to the rockery, she saw the black figure standing next to the pond with the negative hand.

Seeing the black figure standing with her hand on her back, the half of her face that was passing by her side was handsome and resolute, and the silver half-section tool was flashing a dazzling light under the sun. She shook her head secretly and cursed: evildoer.

I wanted to turn around and walk away. I didn't want to spend breakfast with him this morning, but I thought about it and walked over.

"Hell Lord, you...ah!"

Her words came out, and because of a slip under her feet, she rushed forward.

The shadow standing not far away saw him slipping a foot one by one, and his whole body lost weight and rushed forward. Seeing that he was about to fall into the pond, he smiled secretly: This kid deserves it!

But, seeing the next scene, his whole person is not good.