Kang Anan was puzzled and thought that his attitude was not respectful enough, so he changed to holding a bowl in both hands and handed it to Murong Yuntian again.

Murong Yuntian was still indifferent.

She glanced at Cen Chen, and Cen Chen made a move to scoop rice into her mouth.

This action made Kang An tremble in peace, and his fingertips trembled, and his breathing became much faster in an instant.

Cen Chen's meaning is actually-

It turned out that she was asking him to feed him!

Is this the same thing in his mansion? Yi Lai reached out to eat and opened his mouth, and he was talking about him!

Kang Anan barely suppressed his anger, and he weighed a small spoonful of expressionless face, scooped a spoonful of light soup, put it on Murong Yuntian's lips, and spoke lightly, "Prince, please."

Murong Yuntian then opened his mouth and drank the soup into his stomach with a spoon. When he drank, his beautiful eyes kept staring at Kang An'an's little face. The little face of the clear soup noodles seemed to be more attractive than the delicious soup.

Kang Anan was quite unnatural when he saw it, and his actions of scooping soup were accelerated. But he deliberately smashed his mouth after drinking every sip, which made her feel upset and a spoon was poured directly onto his face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" Kang Anan hurriedly took out silk silk to wipe Murong Yuntian's face. In fact, she really didn't mean it. She didn't feed people often, had a bad craftsmanship, and was stared at by him like this. No matter how strong she was in her mind, she would inevitably miss it.

But in Murong Yuntian's eyes, Kang Anan deliberately used this method to vent his dissatisfaction.

His face darkened and he was about to scold him. However, when he saw Kang Anan's serious expression, the fire seemed to be thrown out of water and was extinguished in an instant.

"So stupid!" Murong Yuntian frowned and rubbed the silk that had snatched Kang An'an and rubbed it randomly. It was very powerful, but it was a little absent-minded.

Kang Anan, who had lost his silk silk, had to stand aside and was at a loss.

A faint fragrance came into the nose, which was the smell on the silk. This smell carried Kang An'an's body fragrance, which made Murong Yuntian's movements gradually slow down.

This slowing into Kang An'an's eyes became another meaning. She bit her lip, and was at a loss and mixed with a hint of panic, and repeated, "I really didn't mean it!"

She suddenly said this, her voice was rapid, her tone bright and slightly harsh, which made Murong Yuntian stop and completely stop wiping.

Murong Yuntian opened his beautiful eyes and looked at Kang Anan unhappily. There were still some soup stains on his cheeks that had not been wiped clean, and they stuck to his white face, which looked particularly abrupt and even a little funny.

If Kang Anan had been happy to see Murong Yuntian make a fool of himself, but now she is different from the past. She has not forgotten her purpose. If he made a fool of himself in public, she would probably be unable to save Feng Qize any longer.

"That, your face." Kang Anan pointed at Murong Yuntian's cheek and said cautiously.

Murong Yuntian frowned and, at Kang An'an's reminder, wiped his face with silk. I don't know if it was because of his clumsy hands or intentional, he always wiped the soup stains away every time he wiped them again.

"Here!" Kang Anan was anxious and simply reached out to Murong Yuntian's face with his hand and brushed it with his fingertips. The soft touch was soft and tender and smooth. This touch was as good as my uncle. But after a gentle stroke, the red marks appeared on his face. It was really more delicate than a woman's face.

Thinking of this, seeing that the soup was much lighter and there were still dry stains left, Kang Anan spitted on his fingertips and attacked the man's face that was more delicate than flowers again.

This raid failed, and her wrist was grabbed by Murong Yuntian.

Murong Yuntian held her and looked at the saliva in her fingertips and was very disappointed, "Kang Anan, how could you be so disgusting?"

Kang Anan followed his gaze and realized that he was indeed quite disgusting.

When she was a child, she saw that the wet nurse had done this to the boy who was as old as her. At that time, the boy's face was dirty and could not be wiped off, and the wet nurse would use this method to remove the stain. She still felt very envious when she saw it. It was due to her mother's love for her children. This scene was imprinted in her mind. It was so profound that she unconsciously imitated it.

"I'm sorry." Kang Anan suddenly retracted his hand, and also took back the memories and kept them deep in his heart.

Murong Yuntian didn't let go of the loss on her face, so he took her hand, carefully wiped her fingertips with silk, and muttered, "It's so disgusting..."

After the wipe, he raised his chin and signaled her to sit down. When he asked her to sit, he quietly put the silk into his arms, regardless of the silk that he was extremely disgusted with, and was called "disgusting".

Kang Anan sat nervously opposite Murong Yuntian. Even though there was a large table of delicious food, she was not hungry at all.

"Forget it!" Murong Yuntian waved his hand and a trace of unnaturalness passed through his face. Perhaps to cover up the unnaturalness, he spoke again, "What you want to do now is to have a meal with this prince!"

"Yes," Kang An'an agreed, sat upright without moving his chopsticks. The light from the corner of his eyes swept to the guards around him, subconsciously curled his lips. She couldn't eat it because of so many people watching.

This subtle performance was caught by Murong Yuntian. He slowed down his chewing, raised his eyebrows, and ordered Cen Chen, "You all go out, you are not allowed to come in without my order."

"Yes!" Cen Chen received the order and led a group of guards out of the cloth shop.

In the huge room, only Murong Yuntian, Kang An'an and Feng Yi were left.

Wei Sanniang, the shopkeeper of the cloth shop, had already retreated at some point.

Murong Yuntian put down his jade chopsticks and looked around Kang An'an and Feng Yi. The meaning was obvious. Feng Yi was not his person and he was inconvenient to dominate him, but his people had been sent out, and Feng Yi had to go out.

Feng Yi saw it clearly and bowed to take a break, but she never thought that her arm was pulled by Kang Anan.

"It is better to have fun alone than to have fun. It is boring for me to eat too much with the prince. Feng Yi is my friend. I can't let her be hungry, do you think?" Kang Anan said with confidence. Only she knew that she left Feng Yi to protect herself. Murong Yuntian was erratic and violent. She lived in the same room with him, which was tantamount to seek skin from Hu. If you are not careful, you may not even be eaten by him.

"Madam?" Feng Yi spoke in disbelief. Obviously, Kang An'an's proposal was beyond her expectations. Since ancient times, the master and servant have not been convenient for each other to be with their deskmates. She understood this rule. Now she suddenly heard Kang An'an say that she was a friend, and her heart was touched.

When Murong Yuntian heard this, he chewed the word "friend" and nodded for a while.

Feng Yi was pulled by Kang Anan and sat aside, secretly yelling. There was one more person, and finally there was less embarrassment.

In fact, Kang An'an had a dietary disorder for Murong Yuntian. Even with Feng Yi, the disorder still lingers.

In particular, Murong Yuntian changed his style of playing a dandy just now and personally poured water and picked up food for Kang An'an. His appearance looked very much like a man's care for his beloved.

At this point, Kang Anan understood why Murong Yuntian promised to keep Feng Yi and have a meal together. How could a prince who was instilled with power and honor since childhood be on par with the humble and humble? He was just a show.

This scene was made for Feng Yi. He knew that Feng Yi was Feng Junran's person, so Feng Yi would report everything he had born today to Feng Junran, including his hypocritical closeness to her.

Just like in the ancient Buddhist temple, he did to her.

It seems that stimulating my uncle is his lifelong fun!

Even this kind of stimulation was extremely childish in her eyes.

If he knew that his uncle was actually the same as an ordinary person to her, would he still rack his brains to do this?

This person is so terrible!

Thinking of this, Kang Anan became more and more dissatisfied with appetite.

In the dish in front of me, all kinds of food were stacked like mountains, and it seemed to fall down as soon as it touched, just like her irritable heart was on the verge of explosion, and when it hit, it exploded with a bang.

With this strong patience, the man opposite was not tactful. Oh, she forgot that he had never tactful. He had always been happy to tease people.

He said, "Why don't you eat it? I'm afraid that this prince will be poisoned?"

A particularly light sentence, Kang Anan heard the scent of threat from his words.

She raised her eyes without hiding her dissatisfaction. The fire-breathing eyes met a pair of joking eyes.

He stared at her, as if no one was around.

His eyes were very beautiful, perhaps because of his mother's relationship, with blue that only people in Languo had. More than once, when she saw him angry, the blue deepened, as bright as sapphire.

At this moment, she had no time to appreciate the brilliance. In this sarcastic gaze, she closed her eyes, turned off the fire, picked up a fan and put it in her mouth, chewing it carefully, which was considered to be his threat.

"Captain Murong, it's impolite to come but not to go!" The next second, she couldn't help it. She picked up the plate and walked towards him. Before he could react, she poured all the food on the hill high into Murong Yuntian's plate, "You can eat these, and you will be hard-earned, don't waste it!"

Her voice is faint and her expression is innocent.

His dish is different from hers, and it is more refined and transparent. It should be exclusive and special. Now it is covered by mixed dishes, which instantly reduces its original dignity.

In the next second, Kang Anan regretted it a little. Apart from her initial pleasure, she could not find a reason to support her inappropriate actions. If Murong Yuntian was angry, she would fail.

Lian Fengyi frowned and looked at her worriedly.

Surprisingly, Murong Yuntian just stared at the dish blankly, and his expression did not change much.

With Murong Yuntian’s kung fu, Kang An’an already had a scheming in his heart.

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