Mozun cried and wanted to hang himself

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming. Fengyu is particularly prone to sleepiness and has a bad appetite. Every time she eats, she has to be coaxed to eat at night.

Feng Yu frowned and said, "It's so unpalatable and greasy."

But Ye took a sip himself, and it wasn't greasy, and pinched his face: "Little Phoenix, you are really getting harder and harder to serve."

Feng Yu pushed the braised chicken legs away from her.

But Ye worried: "You have such a bad appetite, are you sick?"

"Think better," Feng Yu lazily teased him, "Maybe she's pregnant? Hahahahahaha."

Ye Que: "..."

Feng Yu fell asleep in his arms after eating, fell asleep after reading the storybook in the afternoon, and could continue to sleep at night when it was dark.

Ye was helpless, reluctant to wake him up, gently hugged him to take a bath, found that he seemed to have gained weight, and kissed his cheek with a smile.

Feng Yu woke up in a daze: "Is it morning? Should I get up?"

Ye kissed his lips: "At night, you can sleep peacefully."

"Yeah," Feng Yu hugged his neck tightly, with deep sleepiness in his voice, "You should go to bed early, too."

Ye teased him, "Where's your abdominal muscles? There was still a thin layer, but now it's completely gone."

Feng Yu suddenly woke up.

Ye couldn't help laughing.

Feng Yu said calmly: "The ones above us never need to use abdominal muscles to prove ourselves."

"Yes, I guess so." Ye bowed her head, kissed his chin, then went down again, and dropped a kiss on his flat stomach.

Spring was just right, and several kittens were playing around Feng Yu, wagging their tails around his feet.

The fish in the pond jumped out, boldly pecked his hand, and jumped into the water again, leaving only circles of ripples.

There was a fat and courageous fish who had the most pleasure in pecking, and he was sure that he would not hurt himself, so he acted recklessly.

Feng Yu caught it.

It wasn't afraid either, and rubbed Feng Yu's wet hand.

Feng Yu said: "Braised in soy sauce."

The little fat fish was so frightened that he immediately broke free from his grasp, jumped into the water, swung his tail and swam away.

Feng Yu was amused, wrapped herself up tightly, and stared at the blue apricots on the tree, drooling.

Although I know I'm not familiar with it, I just want to eat it.

Feng Yu's eyes were earnest: "Well, I want to eat."

But Ye coaxed: "It will become popular in another month, eat it then."

"Okay." Feng Yu lazily leaned in his arms, staring at the blue fruit, still wanting to eat it very much.

He sneaked out, jumped to the tree and picked two, took a bite contentedly, and frowned.

Although astringent, it is very sour.

Ye Ke saw him eating green apricots from afar, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Can I eat it?"

Feng Yu nodded: "Well, it's a little bit bitter."

Ye couldn't help but tasted it, and was so sour that he doubted his life: "Don't you feel sour?"

Feng Yu said seriously: "But it's delicious, don't you think?"

But Ye said, "You didn't like to eat such sour food before."

Feng Yu said seriously: "Because I have an egg in my stomach."

Ye Que: "..."

Feng Yu intentionally teased him, and lifted up the hem of her clothes, revealing her flat stomach: "Look!"

Ye Que: "..."

Feng Yu exaggerated: "It's not good, it's moving."

Ye Que: "..."

Feng Tui pushed him: "Your son said he wants to eat dried plums, go and buy them for me quickly, and also wants to eat sweet and sour fish, go and make them."

Ye Que: "..."

But Ye couldn't do anything with him and kissed him on the cheek.

Fool.Feng Yu looked at his back and smiled inwardly.

Feng Yu was eating sour plums again, and in a blink of an eye there were only a few sporadic ones left on the plate.

Ye tasted the newly bought lychee, it was sweet and juicy, and fed it to him: "This is delicious."

Feng Yu took a mouthful and almost spat it out.

Ye Que: "... sour?"

Feng Yu shook his head, swallowed and frantically rinsed his mouth: "It's too sweet, it's too sweet."

But Ye ate by himself expressionlessly.

Feng Fu pointed to the mango he bought, and said critically: "This one is not delicious either."

But Ye scratched the tip of his nose: "Then which one do you like?"

"I don't know either." He ate the sour plums in two or three bites, and felt aggrieved because there was no substitute.

Ye was amused, and kissed his face: "It's really difficult to serve, why are you so difficult to serve? Huh?"

Feng Yu said pitifully: "I want to eat sour plums."

But Ye patiently said: "You can't always eat sour plums, can you?"

Feng Yu looked at him with watery eyes, extremely pitiful: "I want to eat."

But Ye had no choice but to sprinkle some sour plum powder on top of the cut fruit and feed it to him.

Sure enough, it suits Feng's appetite.

Later, Feng Yu discovered the magic weapon of sour plum powder, and she would sprinkle a handful of it on everything, almost eating sour plum powder as a meal.

But Ye was afraid that he would eat too much, so she hid it and didn't let him eat too much.

But Feng Yu knew where it was hiding as soon as he sniffed it, like playing hide and seek with him, and secretly ate it while he was not paying attention.

Finally, one time, he was caught by Ye Que.

Feng Yu begged, "I'll just take a sip." He was so greedy that his saliva almost flowed down.

This kind of words can be said.Ye couldn't laugh or cry, pinched his face, when did he develop a bad habit.

One day, Feng Yu had a whim: "I want to eat pomegranate."

Ye said, "I want to eat little phoenix."

Feng Yu generously brought her face closer.

Upon waking up, Feng Yu found a few large pomegranates on the table and rushed out of bed.

But Ye went to the island overnight to pick pomegranates for him. It was spring here, but the island was the same as summer, and all kinds of fruits had already grown.

Feng Yu threw herself into his arms, and kept kissing him on the face: "You are too kind!"

Ye smiled lightly.

Feng Yu pressed against his cheek, and said coquettishly: "I don't even know how to repay you?"

But Ye said: "Eat more, you have eaten very little these days."

Feng Yu blinked: "Is that all?"

Ye Que: "Yes."

Feng Yu hooked his clothes slowly: "This is really it?"

But Ye was amused: "Otherwise?"

Feng Yu hugged him and kissed him hard.

Feng Yu wanted to eat oranges, so she repeatedly asked: "Don't buy sweet ones."

But Ye went to the street to buy oranges for him and asked, "Is it sweet?"

The stall owner enthusiastically said: "Sweet! Keep sweet!"

But Ye said: "Then don't want it."

The stall owner: "..."

Ye Que said, "My wife likes to eat sour food recently."

The stall owner understood in seconds: "Haha, congratulations."

Ye raised his eyes: "Huh?"

The stall owner said slowly: "Isn't there a joy?"

But Ye was stunned, and rushed home, ecstatically embraced Feng Yu, and kissed him on the face.

Feng Yu was at a loss: "What are you doing?"

Ye asked, "Little Phoenix, do you have a little Phoenix egg?"

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu slapped him on the head: "The phoenix egg with your head! Where are the oranges you bought for me?"

But Ye surrounded him and said seriously: "Have you felt anything unusual recently?"

Feng Yu said from the bottom of his heart: "No, he's alive and kicking."

Feng Fu lifted up the hem of her clothes, intending to prove to him that she had no eggs in her stomach, but after she lifted it, she was first seduced by her own belly, and she showed it to him, but she really couldn't figure it out: "You are with me all day How did you resist the temptation?"

"I can't resist it," Ye was amused, and straightened his clothes, "Okay, isn't it cold?"

While eating, Ye made his favorite braised pork ribs.

As soon as Feng Yu smelled it, he rushed out suddenly, leaning on the wall to vomit.

But Ye's self-esteem was frustrated, she tasted it herself, and it was normal, and it wasn't too bad.

Feng Yu's face turned pale.

Ye asked, "You're not feeling well?"

Feng Yu frowned slightly, and shook his head: "No, it's just that it's too greasy."

No matter how dull Rao Shiye was, he also noticed something was wrong. After looking at him for a while, he went to invite Su Ruanruan.

Su Ruanruan dragged a large white beast across the market and swaggered to the magic palace.

"Why are you here?" Feng Yu waved vigorously at him, and then someone felt his pulse.

Su Ruanruan's expression changed, he frowned, and probed again.

Feng Yu said carelessly: "Why do you get someone's pulse as soon as you come here? Have you committed an occupational disease?"

Su Ruanruan looked solemn, and after a while, he got up and looked at Ye Que, and said, "Happy pulse."

But Ye froze, he didn't speak for a long time, he was overwhelmed with great joy, he didn't know how to react for a moment, he was so happy that he couldn't speak.

Feng Yu also heard it, and blinked at Su Ruanruan: "I understand."

Su Ruanruan: "..."

Feng Yu raised his eyebrows: "Isn't that fool deliberately teasing the night?"

Su Ruanruan: "..."

Su Ruanruan said seriously: "What I said is true, Ye Que, come out for a while."

Feng Yu sat cross-legged on the bed, thought to herself, she still acted well, then grabbed a handful of green raisins and stuffed them into her mouth, they were delicious.

Su Ruanruan earnestly instructed a lot of things, eat less ice, there are many taboo things not to touch, and strenuous exercise is not allowed, and then prescribed an anti-fetal medicine.

Seeing the rice paper full of medicinal materials, Feng Yu shook his feet and said slowly, "What evidence do you have?"

Su Ruanruan: "..."

Su Ruanruan really has no evidence.

Feng Yu winked at him: "Acting so professionally?"

Su smiled softly.

Ye, on the other hand, was as happy as a fool, grabbed his hand, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

Feng Yu: "..."

Fuck, can't it be real?

The familiar greasy feeling came up, he suddenly threw away Ye Que's hand, ran out to support the tree, and retched.

Feng Yu's face was pale, and he leaned on the tree, full of shit.

Feng Yu sat on the small bench seriously, and knocked on the table: "Do you think this violates common sense?"

Su Ruanruan said calmly: "Who gave birth to you?"

Feng Yu choked for a moment, and said after a while: "I thought only Feng Yi was special."

"Naive," Su Ruanruan got up and said, "Okay, don't get too excited, so as not to move the tire gas."

Feng Yu went crazy when he heard that word, so speak carefully, what is fetal gas!

Su Ruan said softly, "I'm leaving."

Feng Yu jumped directly in front of him, blocking his way handsomely: "No, you can't go, you can tell me this matter clearly! Do you know if you have a mouth for spreading rumors? You know if you run away and break your legs if you refute the rumors!"

Su Ruanruan looked at Yeque, and said lightly: "As he did just now, he jumped in front of me very suddenly, and that kind of high-risk action cannot be done."

Feng Yu: "???"

Why is this so dangerous?Feng Yu narrowed his eyes: "You're kidding me—"

But Ye said, "Okay."

Then Su Ruanyuan waved her hand and walked away.

Feng Yu couldn't chase him, because Ye held him directly in his arms and didn't let him move around.

Afterwards, Ye did his homework seriously, summing up high-risk moves, medium-risk moves, and low-risk moves.

Feng Yu: "...does it have to be a dangerous move?"

But Ye thought about it: "You can dangle your toes on the bed."

Feng Yu elbowed him: "What the hell--"

But Ye frowned and held his arm: "Highly dangerous action."

Feng Yu: "..."