The Regent has turned black again

I don't know how long it took, probably because Mo Shiyuan was too intense, and when he touched the hot red spot on Chu Feng's arm, Chu Feng let out a soft "hiss".

Mo Shiyuan quickly let go of Chu Feng, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

Chu Feng quietly put his hands behind his back: "It's nothing, nothing!"

He hurriedly stood up, wanting to sit opposite Mo Shiyuan, since the relatives had already kissed each other, it was time for him to sit back.

But Mo Shiyuan clasped his waist and refused to let him go.

Only then did Chu Feng realize that the candles over there were almost burnt out.

Chu Feng hurriedly said: "You forgot to blow out the candles, blow out the candles!"

Mo Shiyuan hugged Chu Feng like this, and leaned over to blow out the candles.

When leaning over, his head was still rubbing against Chu Feng's chest, and Chu Feng slightly turned his body, feeling that this posture was strange.

"You...you let go of me first, there are still other processes that have not been completed!"

Only then did Mo Shiyuan let go of his hand, and then Chu Feng stood up. Seeing Chu Feng's red and swollen lips kissed by him, Mo Shiyuan felt better for a while.

"You hold the knife." Chu Feng handed the knife over: "Why are you looking at me, hold the knife!"

Chu Feng forced the knife into Mo Shiyuan's hand, and then held Mo Shiyuan's hand: "Just cut the cake like this, and then you can eat it."

Chu Feng and Mo Shiyuan cut the cake together, Chu Feng felt that Mo Shiyuan was so stupid today, he didn't even know how to cut a cake!

The taste of the cake may not be as good as that of the cake shop, but it was also made by Chu Feng himself. He watched Mo Shiyuan take the first bite, and then asked with a smile, "How is it?"

"Delicious." Mo Shiyuan was stunned.

"Then wait for me, I still have something in the kitchen, I'll go get it!" Chu Feng skipped to the kitchen without waiting for Mo Shiyuan to say anything.

Mo Shiyuan looked at Chu Feng's back. At this moment, the sourness and sweetness in Mo Shiyuan's heart intertwined.

The cake in his mouth was very sweet. Usually, Mo Shiyuan didn't like sweets, and he ate too much bitterness, sweetness became a luxury, and it was his motivation to keep going.

The current cake is the sweetest thing he has ever eaten, it is so sweet to his heart!

Of course, the sweetest one is only Chu Feng.

Chu Feng went to the kitchen, and quickly ordered Mo Shiyuan a bowl of longevity noodles and boiled a poached egg.

He doesn't know how to make noodles, and he always breaks, so he asks the people in the imperial kitchen to help. The whole root must not be broken, so that he can live a long life!

However, because there are other foods to eat, the one cooked by Chu Feng is not too long, and there are not many.

After Chu Feng finished cooking, he brought it to Mo Shiyuan, who was still sitting there in a well-behaved manner.

Chu Feng put the noodles in front of Mo Shiyuan: "Come on, you must finish eating this longevity noodles!"

When Chu Feng put it down, Mo Shiyuan grabbed his wrist, because Mo Shiyuan only saw Chu Feng's red back of his hand.

He frowned deeply: "What happened to your hand?"

Chu Feng didn't expect to be discovered by Mo Shiyuan, and he shook his head madly: "It's nothing, I was just bitten by a mosquito."

Mo Shiyuan wouldn't believe it: "Can a mosquito bite like this?"

Chu Feng insisted that it was a mosquito bite.

It's not that Mo Shiyuan hasn't cooked, so how could he not see that it was splashed with oil.

Just now when Chu Feng went to the kitchen, Mo Shiyuan called Xiao Lizi over, and only then did he know that the dishes on the table, this cake, and perhaps this bowl of noodles were all made by Chu Feng himself.

It must have been injured while cooking!

Mo Shiyuan stood up, pulled Chu Feng to sit where he was sitting, and said, "Don't move, wait for me to come back."

Chu Feng looked at the back of Mo Shiyuan leaving, where did Mo Shiyuan go, but this side should be eaten immediately, otherwise it will be lumpy.

Mo Shiyuan came back very quickly. After he came back, Chu Feng discovered that Mo Shiyuan was holding a small medicine pot in his hand.

Mo Shiyuan's tall body half-kneeled in front of Chu Feng, and then took Chu Feng's hand with one hand, and after the other hand was dipped in the medicine, he gently wiped it on the back of Chu Feng's hand.

Being scalded by oil is a burning pain in itself, although Chu Feng rushed cold water in time, it was still burning hot.

Because he was busy all the time and didn't pay attention, he didn't expect Mo Shiyuan to give him the ointment.

Mo Shiyuan personally applied the medicine to him, and was still half-kneeling in front of him. Chu Feng's palms were covered with sweat.

The ointment was smeared on the back of the hand, and it was very cool and comfortable, and the hotness just now was diluted in an instant.

He opened his mouth and said, "Actually, it doesn't hurt."

It's no wonder if it doesn't hurt, Mo Shiyuan knew that Chu Feng didn't want to make people feel bad, he said this on purpose, Mo Shiyuan said: "If it doesn't hurt, wipe it off!"

After Mo Shiyuan applied the medicine to Chu Feng, he stood up: "Okay, when this king is away, this medicine has to be applied every day."

Mo Shiyuan gave the medicine to Chu Feng, and Chu Feng put it away: "I got it, come over and eat noodles, I can hardly eat this noodles."

Mo Shiyuan just came back, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating noodles.

The noodles were already soft, just ordinary noodles in clear soup, but this was the first time Mo Shiyuan ate noodles for his birthday.

He said, "It's delicious."

Chu Feng knew that what Mo Shiyuan said must be a lie, so a bowl of noodles in clear soup would be delicious.

But watching Mo Shiyuan eat what he made, Chu Feng was undoubtedly very happy in his heart.

He finally understood why some netizens used to say that seeing someone he likes and eating something he made with his own hands is a happy thing!

Mo Shiyuan quickly finished eating the noodles, and even ate a lot of food on the table, and of course, the cake prepared by Chu Feng.

When Mo Shiyuan had almost eaten, Chu Feng took two bites.

In fact, he felt that what he did was very average. Mo Shiyuan usually ate very little, and his appetite was not particularly large, but he ate so much today.

After eating, Chu Feng took out the dried fruit he made.

He had it in a bottle, although it wasn't a lot.

"Mo Shiyuan, today is your birthday. I don't know what to give. You don't seem to be short of anything." He didn't have any valuables either. It doesn't make sense to send flowers or something. Sending money and antiques, Mo Shiyuan would definitely feel tacky again.

So Chu Feng arranged such an ordinary romance: "This is the dried fruit I made. I don't know if you like it or not. It's just for you to eat on the road. If you don't like it, you can give it to others. of."

Mo Shiyuan took it over: "I like it very much."

In fact, Chu Feng didn't know how to express it. It felt as if he hadn't said anything heartfelt to Mo Shiyuan.

But Mo Shiyuan was going to the border soon, and it would take at least a month to go.

It's really worrying not to see Mo Shiyuan for so long.

"You must be careful on the road, if you get hurt, don't come back to see me!"

Mo Shiyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I won't get hurt, this king has great martial arts skills."

"It's hard to beat four hands with two fists. What if someone plots against you, and you have to eat on time on the road and take care of yourself. Now that the weather is cold, you have to wear more clothes." Chu Feng sniffed, Why does it feel like talking, it's so touching.

Mo Shiyuan stretched out his hand, took him into his arms, and hugged Chu Feng like this.

No one has ever said these words of concern to him.

No one asked him to take care of himself, eat on time and wear more clothes, and no one cared about his safety.

Only Chu Feng, the best Chu Feng.

"This king will." At this moment, Mo Shiyuan's heart has softened into a puddle of water.

How can such a Chu Feng be reassuring? It's like his little baby. He used to be a wayward kid who grew up overnight.

These words are what he wants to say to Chu Feng. When he is not around, Chu Feng should take care of himself.

But Chu Feng said it first.

Chu Feng's eyes were a little red, and he tried his best not to cry, "I don't know what to say, anyway, you come back early."

Mo Shiyuan hugged Chu Feng tightly: "Yes."

He suddenly didn't want to go to the border, any war or country had nothing to do with him.

It is enough for him to guard his own one-acre three-point land, and then put the little emperor at home, and just guard Chu Feng every day.

After hugging for an unknown amount of time, Mo Shiyuan let go of Chu Feng, and then took something from his waist.

Mo Shiyuan handed it over to Chu Feng, only then did Chu Feng realize that it was a token.

Mo Shiyuan said: "This soldier talisman can mobilize elite soldiers in the city. They are all trained by the king himself. Even the Queen Mother doesn't know their existence. They are also highly skilled in martial arts and can protect you well."

Mo Shiyuan's Adam's apple rolled, and he continued: "When the king is away, if there is any danger, take out the soldier amulet, and they will let you mobilize and obey your orders."

Chu Feng looked at this heavy soldier talisman, did Mo Shiyuan trust him so much, and gave him such an important thing.

"I can't take this." Chu Feng wanted to return it to Mo Shiyuan, so there was no danger for him.

And he is holding such an important thing, what if he loses it?

If it was picked up by bad guys, it would be a big mess.

"It's ready." Mo Shiyuan didn't intend to take it back, and even pinned it to the little emperor's waist himself.

Chu Feng looked at Mo Shiyuan with complicated eyes, and he felt that he seemed to like Mo Shiyuan a little more.

"Mo Shiyuan!" Chu Feng threw himself into Mo Shiyuan's arms, calling his name with a hint of crying.

He held Mo Shiyuan's waist tightly and refused to let go, as if Mo Shiyuan would run away as soon as he let go.

He didn't want to let go, because he didn't want Mo Shiyuan to go.

Of course, Mo Shiyuan couldn't wish for this kind of throwing himself into his arms, he raised the corner of his mouth, and said softly at the end: "Huh?"

Chu Feng said: "I'll wait for you to come back!"

"After you come back, I will tell you the result you want!"

Mo Shiyuan immediately understood what Chu Feng meant, referring to what he said about being together last time.

Mo Shiyuan rolled his Adam's apple, and his voice was extremely low: "Okay."