Reborn Spoiled Ming Wangfei

Feng Yixuan flew directly to the kitchen with light work. When he arrived in the kitchen, he found the cook and butler staying outside the kitchen, and the guards came out, and everyone watched the busy little man in the kitchen together.

“Wang...” Everyone was getting ready to salute, but they were stopped by the wind. Windy Xuan slowly walked into the kitchen and watched the little soft memories stand by the pot table and fry the dishes inside, while the table on the side was already filled with dishes that could not be seen clearly, but the smell of the smell in the kitchen also knew it must be delicious.

Wind Wing Xuan felt that his eyes seemed to be covered with fog. Through the fog, he saw the woman on the tip of his heart cooking meals for his beloved husband like a wife. Ming that the clothes did not fit into the kitchen, but Wing Xuan's heart was slowly accelerating, like every time with the memories, but this time more moved.

Wind Wing Xuan walked over and held Blue Thought thin from his back, seemed to break his thin waist, put his firm chin on Blue Thought's shoulder, breathed past Blue Thought's neck, the white skin became pink because of the hot breath.

“Back?” Blue Phantom didn't look back and know who was holding her, and it seemed she didn't know since when she could discern the man's breath, and she was getting used to these intimate moves.

One sentence, "I'm back”, gave Wind Wing Xuan the illusion that the two seemed to have been married. The wife's words to the newly returned husband in the capital made people feel unknown and peaceful and warm.

“Hmm!” Fengxuan lowered his voice and said yes, but didn't let go of Blue Phantom. He just held her and watched her feel the temperature in his arms. In fact, he couldn't let Blue Phantom touch these things, but he couldn't bear to destroy the atmosphere and indulge in this feeling.

The two of them suddenly finished their lunch like one-piece babies, and when Blue Phantom had served the last dish on the plate, Wind Wing Xuan had poured some warm water to clear his hands for Blue Phantom.

Smell the smell of smoke contaminated by Blue Phantom. Not only does Fengxuan not have the same abomination of cleanliness as usual, but he feels that this smell of smoke mixed with the scent of Blue Phantom makes him want to pull the woman into a harsh kiss, but looking at those waiting outside the kitchen, Fengxuan still gave up his impulse.

“I'll get dressed!” Blue Phantom also smells the smell of itself, and Wind Wing Xuan has many clothes and jewellery for many seasons, etc., so Blue Phantom is ready to go to Wing Xuan's room to change clothes.

But Wind Wing Xuan suddenly took Blue Phantom to the room and said to the butler outside the kitchen, "Take the food to the room! ”

And when the butler and chef walked into the kitchen and saw what the queen cooked, they were all a little surprised. They thought it would be nice to follow the queen's cooking skills to make something that they could see, but smelled the scent and looked at the dish and everyone knew that the queen cooked well.

Wind Wing Xuan walked to the wardrobe to open the wardrobe and picked a long white dress for Blue Phantom. Today, the big wardrobe in Wing Xuan's room has all its own clothes. Blue Phantom looks a little confused, and only this man is happy to prepare these clothes for himself.

By the time Blue Phantom comes out, the meal has been placed on the table in the room, very simple four dishes and one soup, very common dishes, but that's why it makes people feel at home.

After the two of them sat down, Blue Phantom sandwiched some dishes for Wind Wing Xuan, then blinked his big, misty eyes and said, "Try it!” In fact, Blue Phantom himself is also very shrewd. After all, he is very good at making those strange foods himself, but these authentic dishes are not really good at themselves. Compared to the chefs in Pluto Mansion, he doesn't know how much is missing, and the wind and wings usually eat very well. Blue Phantom also doesn't know that he is not used to eating his own meals.

Wind Wing Xuan first filled a bowl of soup for Blue Phantom, watched Blue Phantom start eating before eating his own meal, Wing Xuan ate the meat aubergines in the bowl, maybe the reason for his attitude, Wing Xuan felt that today's dishes are much better than those chefs like you don't know.

“It's a wonderful read!” Windy Xuan praised, but it still hurts, "but no more cooking, you know?” He didn't want his petting little girl to stain those cigarettes, and he couldn't help it.

Blue Phantom also knows Wind Wing Xuan's mind, and she's really not the kind of good wife who cooks every day, so she nods her head and says, "Okay, if you want to eat my meal someday, you can just tell me! ”

“Yes!” Feng Feng Xuan smiled slightly. The beauty of the wind was also coated with a faint layer of soft light.

Because Blue Phantom personally cooked, Wind Wing Xuan did eat a little more at noon, those Blue Phantom dishes were eaten clean, Blue Phantom worried about not letting him eat, but Wing Xuan was stubborn, but luckily the man's appetite was bigger, Wing Xuan did not have any symptoms of discomfort, so Blue Phantom was relieved.