
Shang Liang Yue picked up the cold chicken and walked in front.
Bai Bai walked beside him, staring at the plate of cold chicken in Shang Liang Yue's hand without blinking.
Fortunately, Shang Liang Yue did not see it, if she saw his stupid appearance, she would definitely laugh out loud.
Shang Liang Yue came to the door of the wing room and pushed the door open.
He smiled, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to fall into the stars.
He walked in and saw the person sitting behind the table.
Di Yu was reading a book, as if he did not know he was here.
However, it seemed that he had only turned his head because he heard the sound of the door opening.
When Shang Liang Yue saw this late look, the smile on her face grew wider.
Ah, you're just pretending.
Shang Liang Yue placed the cold chicken on the table, then looked at the dark guard behind and clapped.
Soon, the dark guard came in.
The one taking the stove took the stove, the one taking the pot took the pot, the one serving the plate served the plate, and the one serving the rice served the rice.
Orderly.
Shang Liang Yue asked them to move the table, put a small stove on the table, and put a small pot on the small stove.
There didn't seem to be a hot pot on Dong Qing's mainland, so Shang Liang Yue asked someone to bring a small pot temporarily, and put the boiled mutton soup into a small pot.
Now there was a fire on the stove, as soon as the small pot was placed, the mutton soup was poured, and after a while, a thick and fragrant broth spread inside the room.
Bai Bai's eyes were straightened and did not move.
Saliva flows out.
It expresses meaning very intuitively, "I want to eat, I really want to eat!"
Immediately, the prepared and washed dishes were placed on the table.
After all this was done, the dark guard left the wing room.
Suddenly, the room was quiet.
Shang Liang Yue looked at the person who was still sitting behind the table.
Di Yu still held the book in his hand, but his eyes looked to this side, the mutton soup in the pot.
Seeing Di Yu's appearance, Shang Liang Yue burst into laughter.
The prince would have never seen such food.
When Di Yu heard his voice, he turned the phoenix's eyes away, and his eyes were fixed on his face.
His eyes were usually black, but there was something else at the same time.
A glimmer.
Jump in.
Shang Liang Yue ran over, took the book out of Di Yu's hand, pulled it, and pulled it into the stove, "Hurry, let's eat a hot pot of mutton!"
Encourage Di Yu to sit on the pillow, grab the chopsticks, and dry the dishes for him.
"You don't really like spicy food, and now you're hurt bad, so I'm not gonna make it spicy for you."
As he spoke, he quickly dried the dishes for her, and soon, a bowl of dried dishes came over.
He took out a spoonful of soup, took the soup in the pot and put it in a bowl, then stirred it, and placed it in front of Di Yu, "Taste if it tastes enough, if not, then, I'll add more for you."
Then he went to arrange his dry plate.
At first, he was just thinking of making dumplings and ordering dishes.
But after seeing goat meat and various fresh vegetables in the kitchen, he thought of making a hot pot.
Eating hot pots this winter is a very happy thing.
He thought it was perfect for him to eat a hot pot with the prince tonight!
However, when Shang Liang Yue turned around, her hand was held.
Shang Liang Yue was confused. "What's wrong?"
Di Yu looked at his glowing red hand and frowned. "Don't do something like this alone in the future."
His hands were red from the cold.
Shang Liang Yue looked at his hands when he heard Di Yu's words.
Hands that were usually white and soft were now flushed.
It hurts to see.
She's distressed.
Shang Liang Yue smiled, "It's okay, I like it."
At first he wanted to boil hot water to wash vegetables, but it was too slow, so he did not like, and immediately washed the vegetables with cold water.
His hands could not stand washing the vegetables with cold water directly.
But what difference does it make?
She enjoys cooking for the people she loves.
Di Yu looked at the light in his eyes, and held tightly onto Shang Liang Yue's hand, wanting to fuse his hand into his flesh and blood.
Shang Liang Yue hurriedly said, "Stop talking, let's eat fast!"
She's famished.
Shang Liang Yue pulled out her hand and dried the dishes very quickly, immediately a plate of dried red plates was placed in front of her.
He sat on a padded pillow, took the meat from the pot, and put the first piece into Di Yu's bowl, "Hurry up, I've been cooking for half an hour."
In fact, the longer it boils, the better, but there is no such time.
Di Yu looked at the steaming flesh inside the bowl, his eyes were filled with ink, and his emotions were falling.
Born into the royal family, with weak family ties, not that I don't want it, but I can't.
There's no way to.
It was something that was out of reach, and could not be expected.
As time goes by, there will be no feeling at all.
But now, the turmoil in my heart was like a rolling sea wave, breaking the original calm and triggering a stormy sea.
Humans have seven emotions and six desires, so how could they not have those passions and desires?
Everything is unthinkable.
Shang Liang Yue made a piece for Di Yu and put it in a bowl, then made a piece for himself.
He had not eaten a hot pot for a long time, and seeing this hot pot now, his saliva would come out.
Take that piece of mutton, put it in a bowl, wrap it in a dry dish, and put it in your mouth.
Simply put!
The fragrant Shang Liang Yue almost swallowed his tongue!
Quite tasty!
"Lzat!"
Shang Liang Yue flinched, and hurriedly chopped again, when an extremely pitiful voice came from the side, "Miaw ..."
Hearing this voice, Shang Liang Yue was stunned.
But soon, Shang Liang Yue regained her senses, quickly put down her bowl and chopsticks, and said, "Sorry, Bai Bai, I forgot about you."
With that said, Shang Liang Yue hurriedly took the bowl, filled it with soup and meat, and placed it in front of the small object standing beside her.
Small things are already very bad.
There seemed to be tears in those golden eyes, as if they had been abandoned.
Even when Shang Liang Yue placed the mutton soup in front of him, he did not move.
Shang Liang Yue looked at the little one like this, and knowing that the little one was sad, she touched the little one's head, and said, "I'm just hungry, I forgot about you for a while, I'm just forgetting you, I don't really want to forget you. So, don't feel bad, huh?"
Little things are important to him.
How could he forget?
It was pure because I hadn't eaten a hot pot in a long time, so I forgot.
Small thing, "Miaw~"
The little head rubbed his palm, and his voice still contained a grievance, pitiful.
Shang Liang Yue said, "OK, okay, it will be cold if you don't eat it."
As he spoke, he took a piece of meat to his lips with chopsticks, blew it, and passed it to the little creature's mouth.
"Eat fast."
The little thing was uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable, but Shang Liang Yue strongly persuaded him, the scorching hot mutton in front of him, and most of the discomfort subsided no matter how big it was.
The little creature opened its mouth, bit its meat, and suddenly, "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."
Swallow.
Shang Liang Yue smiled and raised her eyebrows.
After presenting the little things, Shang Liang Yue looked at Di Yu, but seeing that Di Yu did not move, the piece of meat had just been put into a bowl, and it was already cold.
Shang Liang Yue was surprised, "Are you not eating mutton?"
Otherwise, why don't you move your chopsticks?
Di Yu looked at the pair of bright eyes, his pupils moved slightly, and the emotions within were instantly shut.
He took the chopsticks and said ...