So, she resisted the urge to throw the bowl on his face, and fed him the porridge spoon by spoon.
Afterwards, the man still thanked her with a smile, the mask on his face seemed to stick to his skin, and he was reluctant to take it off. Even to wash, she was asked to go out before he was willing to take it off and wash it.
Su Kui knew that the other party hadn't believed her wholeheartedly, so he refused to show her true face from beginning to end.
Su Kui was too lazy to deal with these corners, Liu Ying made lunch, and she said inwardly. As for not getting out, just let him!
Liu Ying paused when she placed the tableware, tilted her head in doubt and asked Su Kui, "Master, is there anyone in the room?" She blinked and asked without understanding.
As soon as the voice fell, there was a "crunch", the door of the inner room opened, and Liu Ying was stunned as he watched a man dressed in black walking out of the master's room with his mouth wide open, and he couldn't close his mouth at all.
"This, this, this..." The eyeballs seemed to be out of the box in shock, Liu Ying trembling his fingers, looked at the normal face of the host, and looked at the An Ran Ruo Su man, and felt that he had not slept well. , I have hallucinations.
"Master!! How can there be—"
"Cough, Liuying, don't make a fuss, sit down, and you just treat him as if he doesn't exist." Su Kui gave a light cough, interrupted her, glanced at the man without changing his face, pursed his lips and smiled.
Hearing this, Meng Zhian's face suddenly pulled down, his complexion was pale, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, and the whole body exuded a strong aura of danger.
Liu Ying was scared and shrank her neck, like a quail, she didn't dare to squeak.
Su Kui had already taken chopsticks, selected dishes that suit her taste, and delivered them to the entrance, thoroughly implementing the concept of "being someone who doesn't exist".
Liu Ying looked at the appearance of the master, God and God, and tremblingly raised his chopsticks, shivering and pulling the rice in the bowl, not knowing the taste.
"Liu Ying is timid, don't scare her." Su Kui put down his chopsticks, wiped her fingers with her eyelashes, and spit out a word.
As soon as the voice fell, Liu Ying found that the oppressive aura in the air had disappeared in an instant. It was amazing!
Meng Zhian felt that this woman was getting more and more interesting. She was the first person to live so leisurely in the cold palace. During the half-day here, he heard the cries from time to time in the distance, harsh and hoarse, like a ghost crying.
Those are women who can't stand the torture of the cold palace and go crazy, but she happens to be delicious. He also saw that she planted a piece of land in the yard. Under the golden apricot tree with branches, there was a lounge chair, and a box of chessboards on the stone table. Black and white were distinct.
Moreover, she was actually willing to eat at a table with a maidservant, although he didn't take those common etiquettes in his eyes, but the rules were the rules. Since he was a child, apart from eating with his brothers in the barracks, when he was at home, the class distinction was very strict.
After the meal, Su Kui lay on his side on a chair to bask in the sun. This is the sun with warmth in the last few days of this year. After some days, winter comes, and there will be the sun. It is also cold, without the slightest temperature. .
Su Kui didn't know what the man was, but he recovered from the wound very quickly.
Liu Ying had always been curious about the man's identity, but she didn't dare to ask. Su Kui didn't say anything, she thought she was blind, she didn't see anything, and did her own thing.