Become Alpha Marshal's favorite little white rabbit

Shen Chengfeng barbecued.

Yan Tingxue took out her apron, wrapped it around him, and bought a hat that could block oil, and put it on top of his head.

Shen Chengfeng turned his head and put his cheek against the back of his hand.

Yan Tingxue curled up her fingers, said "You're sweating", quickly withdrew her hands, wiped off the sweat with her back behind her back, and then took out a small fan to blow on Shen Chengfeng's side face.

Shen Chengfeng narrowed his eyes comfortably, and grinned: "You blew the smoke to the opposite side."

Yan Tingxue looked down and saw that the smoke on the grill was pointing towards the soldiers next to him, so he quickly turned off the switch.

Shen Chengfeng pressed his hand, and said cruelly: "Let them blow."

The soldier who inhaled the thick smoke waved his hands and coughed twice.

Then take a deep breath.

"It smells good."

"hungry."

"When will it be baked?"

"Speaking of which, why is Marshal Shen roasting?"

The onlookers began to mutter.

"Can the marshal bake it?"

"Shouldn't the gods bake it? I heard that omegas are very good at cooking."

"Perhaps the reason why the gods refused to come is to secretly point out the marshal."

"Makes sense."

"The food made by the gods must be very delicious. I want to eat the food made by the gods."

The discussion became louder and louder, and Yan Tingxue could clearly hear what they were talking about.

Yan Tingxue: "I won't."

"Immortals are so humble. Immortals can send ready-made beef to this small planet in the corner. It is definitely a no-brainer to roast meat."

The burden on Yan Tingxue's shoulders became heavier again.

He was very guilty.

It would be over if he was really asked to show off his cooking skills.

Shen Chengfeng pressed his hand: "Come closer."

Yan Tingxue turned his head to look, and when he was nervous, he almost hit the fan on Shen Chengfeng's ear.

"sorry!"

"It's okay," Shen Chengfeng said with a smile in his eyes, "Take a rest when you're tired."

That won't work, since it's free to eat, he has to do something.

Yan Tingxue continued to blow air with a small fan.

The soldiers are still discussing.

"You think beautifully. They worked so hard to transport supplies for us, but you still want others to barbecue for you? If you want me to say this, we have to do it."

"Then we can't let the marshal go, isn't this a shame for us?"

Yan Tingxue defended: "He did a good job."

"The gods are so polite, they are still taking care of our mood."

Yan Tingxue: ...

It seems that Shen Chengfeng really suffered a lot of blows before.

After a while, the rabbit meat burst into oily flowers.

Yan Tingxue swallowed her saliva.

Others have already started gearing up, waiting to come up to get the rabbit meat.

Shen Chengfeng divided the rabbit meat into two parts, one part was called to come over and distributed, and the other part was kept by his side.

The alphas who only got a small piece of rabbit meat looked at the meat in their hands in disbelief, and then at Shen Chengfeng: "That's all?"

The gap between the teeth is not enough.

They waited for so long, and it was only a small piece the size of a thumb.

Shen Chengfeng pushed the rest to Yan Tingxue: "It's for you."

Yan Tingxue looked at the big plate in front of him, and then at the small plate held in other people's hands.

"It's all mine?"

"Well," Shen Chengfeng said naturally, "You want to eat."

"So many, I alone..."

"They want to call them themselves." Shen Chengfeng's sharp eyes like a falcon swept across the crowd, "I called this, it's for you."

The hearts of the apron crowd broke.

Turns out they were really just in passing.

"I can't eat so much. They have waited for so long and they have to take turns patrolling at night, so let's give it to them." Yan Tingxue took a small portion out of it, "I will keep these."

Shen Chengfeng was displeased: "I didn't ask them to watch from the sidelines."

That's right.

Yan Tingxue looked around hesitantly.

The tall and burly alphas all looked at him pitifully, like large canines frantically wagging their tails begging for food.

Yan Tingxue's heart was hit with a whoosh.

He quickly kissed Shen Chengfeng on the cheek: "Give it to them."

Shen Chengfeng's hand holding the plate trembled, his eyes straightened.

"Ok?"

Yan Tingxue looked into his eyes.

Shen Chengfeng didn't respond.

Yan Tingxue took the meat away and divided it up.

When he came back, Shen Chengfeng had returned to normal, but his limbs were still unnatural, and he rubbed the back of his neck stiffly: "You should discuss it with me first."

"I discussed it."

"I don't agree."

Yan Tingxue pursed her lips.

"I promise." Shen Chengfeng immediately changed his words, took his arm, and asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Shall I catch you another rabbit?"

"Don't you not eat rabbits?"

"If you want to eat, I will eat with you."

"No need, I'm not very hungry." After Yan Tingxue finished speaking, she said in a barely audible voice, "I'm afraid you will want to eat when you see me in the future."

Shen Chengfeng laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Tingxue blushed a little, stood up deliberately and walked back, "It's late today, I'll go back first."

"I'm with you." Shen Chengfeng immediately put away his smile and followed his footsteps.

"I will provide you with supplies every day," Yan Tingxue walked slowly on the alien planet with him, "If you need anything, you can also tell me."

Shen Chengfeng pondered for a moment: "If possible, I need you to help me contact a few people."

It should be his confidant who stayed on the home planet.

"I'll write a few letters later, you give them to them, and they will handle it themselves."

"I need a token," Yan Tingxue looked at his toes, "to convince them of my identity."

There was a rustle around him, Shen Chengfeng took off his medal and handed it to him: "This."

The medal is a bit old, with minor scuffs around the corners.

Yan Tingxue gathered her fingers, wrapped the medal into her palm, and said solemnly, "Okay."

"Actually, there is one more thing." Shen Chengfeng suddenly pressed his shoulder and lowered his head slightly.

Yan Tingxue's eyes widened slightly.

The warm body temperature continuously flowed from the shoulders to other parts of the body, and the wet breath mixed with the smell of blood lingered on the flesh on the back of the neck.

Shen Chengfeng bit his gland lightly, ground his skin with his teeth, and poured his pheromone into the overflowing fragrance of flowers: "In this way, they will understand what's going on as soon as they see you."