This was something Feng Yuxi never expected. His thin lips moved and he couldn't say anything.

Only at this moment did he realize deeply that no matter who offends, don’t offend his father-in-law!

Otherwise, you will have good fruits to eat!

Rong Baili was watching Rong Shao bully Feng Yuxi, but she was unhappy on the spot. She sat next to Rong Shao, hugged his arm and shook it twice, and pouted: "Dad, you can't bully Yuxi, only I can bully him."

"Tsk tsk, look at how you protect your baby..." Mr. Rong was very upset and felt that his daughter no longer loved him.

His father's lofty status was plundered by Feng Yuxi.

Rong Bai's head leaned on his shoulder and acted softly and coquettishly: "No, my favorite is my father."

Mr. Rong changed his heart and raised his eyebrows proudly at Feng Yuxi, which was full of provocation.

Luo Anning shook her head when she saw it, and Jiang Peihua was even more amused and crying, but Feng Yuxi could only smile with a bitter face.

My father-in-law is the oldest, so I'd be happy...

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After drinking brown sugar water, my stomach didn't hurt so much. Xiaobai lay on his soft bed and fell asleep quietly.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up from hunger.

I took a look at the time and it was only two o'clock!

Xiaobai was struggling to get some late-night snacks and gritted his teeth and endured the problem of having breakfast for four hours until the morning.

Originally, I had less sleep time, so if I had to do late-night snacks and eat enough to digest food, it would take at least one hour...

That means another hour of sleep is lost.

She made up her mind, closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

Five minutes later, she lifted the thin quilt and went downstairs to get some food.

When she came to the kitchen, she was surprised at what she saw.

"Young...Young Marshal?"

The young marshal actually cooked himself?

Does he... know how to cook?

The young man turned around and glanced at her, unsurprising: "Are you hungry?"

Although he quickly turned his back and continued to work hard on him, Xiaobai nodded. Suddenly, he remembered that he could not see it, and then replied: "Yes."

After a pause, Xiaobai added in a hurry: "You are busy first, I'll come in later."

The young man took the soup in the spoon and tasted it. It was salty and light, and then he turned off the heat. His voice was cold: "No need. If you make too much noodles, I will give you a bowl."

"No, no, no." Xiaobai waved his hands repeatedly, "I'll do it myself later."

She was frightened and uneasy. How could she let the young coach make it for her to eat?

The young man glanced at her, and that glance made her stay where she was. His cold voice obviously felt that his tone was getting worse, and he was covered in a bad anger: "The teacher has never taught you, don't waste food?"

Xiaobai was questioned, like a student who made a mistake, lowered his head and said, "Teached."

The young man snorted, took out two bowls, and put the egg noodles in the pot out.

"Why are you still standing there? Take your own."

"Oh." Xiaobai walked over, picked up his bowl of noodles, followed him, and left the kitchen together.

At the huge dining table of twenty people, Xiaobai and the young man faced each other, eating a bowl of egg noodles relatively silently.

She was very nervous at first and felt embarrassed. She wanted to find some topics to ease the atmosphere. After chatting for a few words, she found that the young man didn't care about her, so she shut up in a boring way.

Lower your head, eat noodles faster, and try to finish eating quickly and return to the bedroom!

Unexpectedly, the egg noodles tasted great!

It is impossible to tell at all that it would be the hands of the young commander.

She sucked the noodles, completely unaware that the young man opposite her had sharp eyes, and the whole time was glued to her face.
Chapter completed!