Leng Yetong's mouth was full of things, and he gave Baili Liumo a very unimpressive look, reached out and picked up the teacup, drank all the water in the teacup, snorted, and said angrily, "I said If you don't sleep, you insist on letting me sleep again, now it's alright, what a shame to wake up from hunger." After speaking, he stopped looking at him, and fought against the food without raising his head.
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, isn't it?" Baili Liumo was speechless, sighed softly, and reluctantly compromised. Because he remembered something the prince once said to him, five days after being kicked out of the boudoir by the crown prince: Xiao Mo, if you get married in the future and like that woman, you must not argue with her What, because whether it's your fault or not, it will be your fault. If you only argue with her, your lonely end today is your tomorrow.
After struggling with the food for about half an hour, Leng Yetong swept away all the dishes on the table, threw the chopsticks on the table, leaned on the back of the chair, and touched his bulging belly with satisfaction. Looking at the bottomed plate on the table, he rolled his eyes, and there was a hint of slyness in his eyes.
"Come here, clean up this place." Leng Yetong called in a low voice, when the maid put the empty plate on the tray and prepared to go out, she paused and said lightly, "Go and prepare a bowl of porridge for me. Well, the dishes just now were almost eaten by Master Baili."
"Yes, King." Hearing this, the little palace maid immediately showed a relieved expression, blessed her body, replied in a low voice, and then turned around and walked out.
"Why don't I know when I ate something like this?" Baili Liumo's mouth twitched, and after the little palace maid closed the door, she raised her eyebrows, looked at her with interest, and said with a light smile, "How do I remember that? Did you eat these things clean?"
"You think too much, these are what you eat." Leng Yetong looked at him very seriously, nodded, and said sternly, "You just ate these things, otherwise you think I am a weak girl who can eat them. Are these?"
"I think you eat very well." Baili Liumo's face twitched, this woman's ability to lie is really top-notch, her expression, that tone, it really seems like she has misremembered. Sitting in a different position, he said playfully, "Since you said that I could eat all the food just now, then I want to say sorry to you, and I will tell them to make you more porridge in a while, so you must eat it all. Well, otherwise I'll feel bad about it."
"You did it on purpose." Leng Yetong narrowed his eyes, stared at him, and said bitterly. With that awkward smile on his face, he really wanted to go up and give him two small mouths.
"Forget it, I won't make trouble with you." Under her vicious gaze, Baili Liumo took the lead and chose to surrender, raised his finger to the stack on the desk, and said lightly, "That's what you want, light. Delivered while you were asleep."
"Oh, I'll go take a look." Leng Yetong raised his eyebrows, said lightly, got up and walked to the front of the desk, and picked up a dilapidated book on the top, the title page was a little damaged, and the paper changed. It turned yellow, and the ink on it was somewhat rendered by water. This book is full of traces of vicissitudes.
This book records the history of the wolf tribe, including the tomb of the gods. . . . .