What? Wild personality?

This is simply slander! Feng Wuyou immediately wanted to glar at Xiao Jinglan, but Village Chief Shi was already laughing.

"That's the best. If there are foreigners participating, the mountain god will give us more prey for the sake of the distinguished guests. Mr. Xiao, we agreed to gather at the entrance of the village tomorrow morning and enter the mountain."

After saying this, the village chief stopped keeping it and stood up to say goodbye.

When I stood up, I accidentally saw Feng Wuyou and immediately turned my gaze away, walking towards the door a little faster.

Zhang Dacheng and Jinlian also followed the village chief out. When they reached the door, Jinlian couldn't help it and held Feng Wuyou's hand.

"Madam Xiao, I know you have a good relationship with Young Master Xiao, but you should cover your neck."

After saying that, he ran away embarrassedly.

Feng Wuyou was stunned for several seconds before he realized it, and immediately went back to the room and looked out a mirror.

When she saw the little strawberries on her neck, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

There were at least six or seven on her thin white neck, and she actually went out to see people with so many traces.

After every time she fell in love, Xiao Jinglan would help her use her skills to remove it. And just now, Xiao Jinglan did the same.

After thinking about it carefully, she remembered that she had driven Xiao Jinglan out after just half of it.

But why did he even remove the marks on his arm but remain on his neck?

Clearly, it's intentional!

There are also two girls Qianxin Qianyue who actually helped the evildoer!

Feng Wuyou was so angry that he wanted to go out to settle the score, but Xiao Jinglan was the only one left in the yard.

"Where is the person?" Feng Wuyou was so angry that he didn't mention such a shameful thing to her, and he even regarded her as his master.

"Drive away." Xiao Jinglan went up to hug Feng Wuyou. This was their two-person world. Except for the necessary things to let Qianxin Qianyue come and do it, he didn't want others to be among them at other times.

"You are not allowed to touch me!" Qian Xin Qianyue is also an accomplice, and the one in front of her is the culprit.

"Madam, don't be angry. Is it good to apologize for your husband to cook for you?"

I was going to say that I did it for her yesterday, but I accidentally delayed it.

At night, I was reluctant to starve her, so I continued to stay until now.

Feng Wuyou glanced at him. The man wanted to coax her. It must be Qianxin Qianyue that he had done it again. This time he would add something to it? It wouldn't be brought over if it heats up on the fire.

"You are humiliating me." Xiao Jinglan saw Feng Wuyou's thoughts at a glance, and pulled her to the kitchen without saying anything.

"Sit here and see how I cook!"

He made a domineering request, Xiao Jinglan rolled up his sleeves and actually picked up the kitchen knife.

The prince of the Qin Palace and the marshal who led the troops to fight actually cooked with a kitchen knife?

If you say this, who will believe it?

His eyes moved to Xiao Jinglan's hand, which was slender and powerful, with clear finger bones.

It is suitable for holding a book, holding a pen, picking up a chess, and holding a knife and holding a sword, wielding it. If it weren't for what I saw with my own eyes, who would have imagined that this hand would have a day to hold a kitchen knife?

But even with a kitchen knife, he still couldn't hide his elegant temperament.

Without any tricks, Xiao Jinglan took a vegetable and cut it one by one. The kitchen knife fell on the chopping board, making a nice sound.

Because of his martial arts practice, he was very careful in his actions. Each piece was evenly thick and thin, which was even more precise than modern machines.

And his knife turned his hand around and actually cut a radish into a flower shape.

Feng Wuyou had to doubt whether he had practiced specifically.

Not only is it very professional to cut vegetables, but Xiao Jinglan is very skilled in cooking and stir-frying in the hot pot behind.

But for a while, four dishes and one soup appeared in front of Feng Wuyou.

The staple food is noodles, which Xiao Jinglan himself chewed the noodles. The noodles are thin and vigorous, and the soup is also clear and delicious. But after taking a bite, Feng Wuyou fell in love with the taste.

"How is it?" A certain prince asked for praise.

But Feng Wuyou was just eating and didn't reply at all, just murmured casually.

With this little slanderous look, Xiao Jinglan pushed Feng Wuyou's hanging hair behind her head and grabbed a few vegetables into her bowl.

It seems that I am so hungry. Although I drank two bowls of porridge last night, I probably had been consumed in the subsequent exercise.

All four dishes and one soup were eaten clean. Feng Wuyou rubbed his stomach and looked up satisfied. Only then did he realize that these things seemed to be all eaten by her, Xiao Jinglan only ate a little.

"That... Prince, aren't you hungry?" asked embarrassedly.

It's so embarrassing to eat so much.

However, I am not embarrassed once today, so I don’t mind losing it again.

Xiao Jinglan looked at Feng Wuyou deeply with his eyes. His gaze made Feng Wuyou's heart instantly pass by a sentence.

Before she could finish her sentence, Xiao Jinglan had already said: "I will eat you enough."

However, even though that was said, Xiao Jinglan did not put it into practice.

She made such a fuss yesterday. If she continues to annoy this little phoenix, I am afraid that life will be difficult in the future.

After dinner, Xiao Jinglan took Feng Wuyou and walked around the village.

Xiao Jinglan from Xiaoye Village had been here before, but he was still young at that time, and he was in military uniforms and rode away on horseback, leaving people with more impressions than specific faces.

At this time, after six years of precipitation, his sharpness had already been reduced, and his whole body was like a piece of beautiful jade that had been carved and polished. Even if someone who had seen him back then might not be able to recognize him again.

The people in the cottage eat late, and when they come out, it is the time for the village to cook.

The smoke from the cooking stove was curling, the chickens and dogs were smelling each other, and the dolls dressed like a fat ball ran around with a smile, and there was a peaceful atmosphere everywhere.

From time to time, there were also village women wearing an apron standing at the door of their house and shouting: "Goudan, Erya, I'm going home for dinner."

Xiao Jinglan and Feng Wuyou walked by. Because of their outstanding appearance, these people couldn't help but take a few more glances, but that's all. After seeing them, they will live their own lives again.

Walking in such a place, I even calmed down my heart.

"I have always dreamed of living such a life." I have been in the army in my previous life, and I was filled with various tasks every day. She once thought that if she retired, she would not stay in a big city, so she would find a small village and live quietly for two or three years.

Unexpectedly, what was not realized in the previous life was achieved after traveling through time.

"Girl, you don't speak like you are sixteen, but you are sixty." Generally, only those who have experienced vicissitudes will like such a peaceful life.

It would be fine if he said such words himself, but it was Feng Wuyou who said it.

"You...I don't think you are old yet, uncle!" I was too careless and almost exposed the events of my previous life.

Feng Wuyou quickly changed the topic and called out a title.

She was sixteen years old and Xiao Jinglan was twenty-three years old. Although the difference was not too big, she was separated by the 18-year-old door, so she could call her uncle, and there was no problem at all.

This was a very normal thing in the previous life, and it was even a cute thing for many people, but Feng Wuyou forgot that this is ancient times.

"What are you calling me?"

Uncle? I don’t know how many things happen in the world about a twelve or 3-year-old girl marrying a man in her decades. How old is he older than her? She actually called him uncle?

Do you think he is old?

"Make it clear!" He pinched her waist and forced her to face herself.

It's so scary! It's just a title, why did Xiao Jinglan's eyes seem to eat him?

"That... you heard it wrong..." Wuwuwu, how can Xiao Jinglan let her go?

Feng Wuyou thought hard, and said incoherently: "My name is...Big Brother...Yes...Yes, Brother..."

The eldest brother also has a problem. Is she his younger brother?

He doesn't want such a little brother, he will be angry to death sooner or later.

Seeing that the storm in Xiao Jinglan's eyes was becoming more and more intense, Feng Wuyou was in his heart and shouted, "Brother Jinglan..."

Hearing this, Xiao Jinglan's breath stopped, and with a slight force from his palm, Feng Wuyou suddenly stepped forward involuntarily and pressed against him tightly.

"What are you calling me?"

This title was not the first one Feng Wuyou called it. Lin Feiyu and Shangguan Youlan had called it. Every time I heard it, I just felt it was fake and disgusting.

But what he screamed from this little mouth made him feel a different feeling.

The name and the word "brother" are soft and make people feel itchy.

"That...brother...brother...brother Jinglan..."

Under Xiao Jinglan's expectant gaze, Feng Wuyou finally called again.

"Be good." He lowered his head and kissed Feng Wuyou's lips. Xiao Jinglan's voice spitted in her ears: "I call me that in the evening."

Xiao Jinglan did what he said, and at night, he really tried every means to make Feng Wuyou call him that.

Feng Wuyou didn't shout, so he bullied Feng Wuyou in various ways. Feng Wuyou shouted, but he seemed to be stimulated and bullied even more ruthlessly.

In the end, Feng Wuyou's voice became hoarse.

Fortunately, Xiao Jinglan didn't make a fuss too late when he knew he was going to enter the mountain the next day, so he let Feng Wuyou go to bed at the beginning.

Even so, Feng Wuyou still didn't get up the next day. Feng Wuyou was vaguely held by Xiao Jinglan to clean the hot water for bathing, and helped her massage the traces on her body. Only then did Feng Wuyou feel a little sober.

Knowing that he offended Feng Wuyou again yesterday, when Qianxin Qianyue was serving Feng Wuyou to wash, Xiao Jinglan consciously went to prepare breakfast.

Feng Wuyou likes to eat the side dishes.

Feng Wuyou sat down and bit the dish in his mouth hard, just not looking at Xiao Jinglan.

Xiao Jinglan was not angry either. He was careful with him, and occasionally picked up a few chopsticks and put them in Feng Wuyou's bowl.

He had liked to feed Feng Wuyou food before, and doing these things was not psychologically stressful for him.
Chapter completed!