Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

Rong Fei rested his elbows on the low table and rested his chin on one hand, looked at him with interest and said, "It's just what?"

Xu Ziying glanced at him, suppressed the emotions in her heart, only pursed her lips, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

He was so hungry that he was so hungry that he could speak and do things normally, but now he was so overwhelmed by the aroma of the food that he drool, he was not polite, and directly poured all the plates of fresh mutton into the pot.

Rong Fei was tired of seeing him starving, so he also helped him with cooking, including cabbage, spinach, tofu and other meat, and even lotus root, which Rong Fei could not eat often, was also poured into the copper pot.

Seeing that Xu Ziying wanted to pour a plate of quail eggs into the pot, he smiled and stopped him: "No one is going to snatch it from you, this pot won't be able to hold it."

Only then did Xu Ziying stop, and just sit and wait for it to be cooked. Although these ingredients are not as rich as modern ones, they are still considered as good as heaven.

Rong Fei hadn't flirted with him since he sat down, and even made the dip for him with his own hands, and put it in front of him.

Xu Ziying snorted, but didn't refuse, and said, "Don't think I can say thank you to you."

Rong Feiyan nodded as if accepting his fate, and said while cooking in a steaming copper pot with chopsticks.

"I have been in Xijiang for ten years, and I have never seen anyone who speaks like you."

Xu Ziying said indifferently: "What's wrong with what I said?"

Rong Fei thought about it tiredly: "It's just...it's not the same."

Xu Ziying thought that maybe he said too much vernacular, which would inevitably make people strange, and he didn't care about explanations, thinking it was unnecessary.

In the time it takes to speak, the ingredients in the copper pot are already cooked, Rong Fei picks up his chopsticks and carefully puts the first piece of mutton into Xu Ziying's bowl.

Xu Ziying looked at the fragrant mutton slices, held back his chops, almost raised his chopsticks and put them down again, then looked at Rong Fei and said nothing.

Rong Fei was tired of seeing him almost eating meat with his eyes without moving his chopsticks, he thought of something, shook his head helplessly, picked up a piece of meat himself, and put it neatly into his mouth.

The sliced ​​meat was still hot, Rong Fei groaned a few times in annoyance, ate it, and said, "How is it? I didn't poison it, did I?"

Xu Ziying didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he took chopsticks and kept picking meat into the dishes, and even picked mutton to eat.

Seeing him devouring the food, Rong Fei couldn't help raising his eyebrows in disgust, reminding him several times to be careful about burning it didn't work.

"Oh, you are poor, no one is robbing you." Rong Fei said tiredly and poured him a cup of tea, and ordered some plates of mutton to be brought in from outside.

The soldier who came in with the plate was also shocked, as expected he was the man the general had his eyes on, although he was handsome, but his heroic eating was comparable to his brothers in the army.

The soldier took another look, and was gouged out by Rong Feiyan's eye knife. He turned his head and continued to smile at Xu Ziying, and put meat into his bowl.

Xu Ziying choked on this awkward address. He was already stuffed with mutton, which was inevitably greasy and smelly. He almost vomited and took a sip of tea.

"Look at what I'm doing, you eat."

Rong Fei was bored and calmed down, leaning on his chin leisurely, looked at him with an ambiguous expression and said: "With a beautiful woman to accompany, watching you eat is enough."

Xu Ziying's facial features twisted for a while, and he endured it again and again, listening to Rong Fei tired of saying that lotus root was the most expensive, he stuffed several slices of lotus root in his mouth with "bearable humiliation", and then said nothing.

How could there be such a cheap person in the world, and he was the one who committed the cheap.

After all, he really didn't understand what was so beautiful about a man with his legs crossed, his arms rolled up and his sleeves rolled up.

Xu Ziying didn't continue to wolf down until he was six percent full, but he was still eating slowly, with no intention of stopping.

Rong Fei got tired of seeing him like this, so he got up and left the low table, Xu Ziying quietly caught a glimpse of him taking something out of the hidden box in the bed, and waited for Rong Fei to walk over before looking away.

I don't know that Rong Fei was tired of seeing him peeping, and didn't hide it. After sitting down again, he showed the paper in his hand in front of Xu Ziying.

Xu Ziying was still holding the dishes, and his eyes were attracted by the paper. Seeing the black, white, and messy seals on it, he was obviously a little confused.

Rong Fei tilted his head in disgust, reached out and tapped Xu Ziying on the head: "This is your contract of sale."

Xu Ziying couldn't understand the messy words, and was embarrassed by his movements, so he gave him a blank look and said.

"You didn't say it earlier." Saying that, he was going to grab it.

Of course Rong Fei would not give it to him, he raised his hand and put away the contract of sale, Xu Ziying almost fell into his arms.

Only Rong Fei said with a smile, "So impatient, do you want to throw yourself into your arms?"

Xu Ziying directly pushed him hard, with little strength, Rong Feiyan still cooperated and looked up, laughing loudly, the smile on his handsome face deepened.

"Are you sick!"

No one has ever played hooligans with Xu Ziying like this, regardless of men or women, he is weak now, and he can't be beaten, and even if he is taken advantage of, he can only swear a few more words.

Rong Fei stretched out his arms, and said with a smile: "Okay, Master Ben is sick, you come to treat him?"

Xu Ziying took a deep breath, and stuffed food into his mouth with all his strength, biting extremely hard every time, as if what he was eating in his mouth was not food, but Rong Fei hated himself.

Not long after, Rong Feiyan tapped the low table twice with his fingers, motioning Xu Ziying to look at him.

Xu Ziying ignored him and kept knocking, Xu Ziying's mouth was still bulging, dropped his chopsticks and said, "What are you doing!?"

Rong Fei got tired and lost his temper, and helped him pick up the chopsticks, and said while picking up the chopsticks: "The deed of sale was drawn up in front of you."

He handed the chopsticks to Xu Ziying, but Xu Ziying didn't move because he said.

"You obviously just stamped your handprint on it yesterday, why did you forget it in a blink of an eye?"

Xu Ziying was stunned for a moment, but didn't speak, Rong Fei tired of looking into his eyes, and continued to talk quietly.

"I can't read? That shouldn't be the case. Every body deed is unique. You read it for more than a moment, so you can't recognize it?"

Rong Fei's disgusted eyes were bottomless, which made Xu Ziying vigilant, with that perfectly curved smile, and every tone of his voice.

It all made him feel fake.

"I haven't asked you yet? When I saw you in the oasis, did you make it so dirty?"

Xu Ziying half falsely said: "When there was a military turmoil, I was accidentally buried among the dead."

Rong Fei let out a long "Oh" in annoyance, and raised his eyebrows lightly, it must be a letter.

And he asked again: "Could it be that you were buried in the pile of dead people and lost your memory?"

These words seemed to be a joke, but Xu Ziying had to answer an important question.

Has he lost his memory?

He didn't answer immediately, but chewed the food in his mouth slowly, and quickly rejected this idea in his mind.

Now he can't stand this psychosis, if he really lost his memory, he would have to be led by the nose by Rong Feiyan.

After nearly 20 years of struggling in the society, Xu Ziying's inner quality is very strong, and his heart is constantly turbulent, but nothing can be seen on the surface.

Rong Fei was tired of watching him eat patiently like this, with a leisurely smile on his face, watching Xu Ziying finish eating and gulping down the tea before he spoke.

"No." He said, "How can I lose my memory, it's just that I couldn't see clearly just now."

Xu Ziying's face was calm, and the palms of his hands were sweating for no reason. The thoughts in his heart told him that this man was dangerous, but he couldn't see the intention of hurting him.

Rong Fei's tired eyes were burning like fire, and he was looking at him without blinking, which made people's breath hard.

It seemed as if she wanted to explore something through this beautiful skin, but in the end she just hooked the corners of her lips and got closer.

"What are you thinking, my palms are sweating."

Xu Ziying woke up like a start, only to realize that Rong Feiyan had held his hand at some point, Xu Ziying quickly withdrew his hand, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Eat, it's hot."

His palm was empty, Rong Fei rubbed his fingertips as if tired of reminiscing, his smile remained the same, Xu Ziying's chest was stuffy, so he simply didn't look at him.

Rong Fei laughed tiredly: "What are you afraid of? I can't eat you again."

"Who the hell is afraid of you?"

Rong Fei, who was greeted again, was tired of making fun of himself, went to get pen and ink, found a piece of ginger paper, and said.

"Forget it, I'm just asking, we've only known each other for less than a day, so we have plenty of time..."

The deep and pleasant voice seemed to pass by Xu Ziying's ears: "Take your time..."

Seeing that Rong Fei was tired of asking, Xu Ziying heaved a sigh of relief, looking at the tiny brush in his hand, he couldn't help asking: "What is this?"

Rong Fei said angrily: "Naturally I want to ask you some questions. I don't know anything about you, so I can rest assured that you will serve me."

Xu Ziying thought hehe, you are really not afraid of trouble if you come to ask in person.

Rong Feiyan wanted him to write it himself, but Xu Ziying said bluntly that he was illiterate and could not write, Rong Feiyan was willing to help him write it.

"It's an honor for Ben Hou to write this in person, isn't it?" Rong Fei laid the paper flat on the table, as if starting to write.

Xu Ziying was not very happy: "What if I don't tell you?"

Rong Fei didn't raise his head in disgust: "Then pay back the money now, not a penny less."

Xu Ziying choked for a moment, and instantly felt that he was being crushed.

Rong Fei looked at his reaction calmly and raised his eyebrows secretly.

The author has something to say: Two people compete with each other ∠("∠)_