Thinking of the moment of life and death just experienced, Feng Haitang only felt a burst of sadness and grievance.
The tears could not be held back any longer, dripping down the back of his hand.
"It's better to take the initiative to attack than to look at yourself and wait for Yan Haotian's wood to get out of the horns."
Suddenly, Muyan's soft and sweet voice, with a bit of bewitching, came from his ear.
Feng Haitang was stunned, and looked up at Muyan with tears in his eyes.
Muyan flipped her wrist, and a porcelain bottle appeared in the palm of her hand, and brought it to Feng Haitang, "Have you ever heard a saying that raw rice becomes cooked rice? Guess, with Yan Haotian's old-fashioned character, if it really occupies Without your innocence, will he push you away again?"
Feng Haitang suddenly waited for Big Eyes, her whole body was frightened dumbfounded, "Xiaoxiao...Miss, what are you talking about?"
Muyan's smile was extraordinarily charming and lazy, and the porcelain bottle turned around lightly in her audience, "Yan Haotian loves you, I don't think there is any need to question it? When I just arrived, he actually The injury was more serious than yours, but he, who should have passed out long ago, grabbed my hand and made me promise to save you first before letting go."
"Just a little bit, his life is really lost. So, you can doubt everything, but you must never doubt his love for you."
Feng Haitang was startled, and then a blush floated on her cheeks, with sour-sweet joy and sweetness.
The corner of Muyan's mouth deepened, "Since he is sure that he loves you, there is no problem in using some aggressive methods. Anyway, you just need to make sure that he can become your person as soon as possible."
"How about it? Do you want to try it?" The porcelain bottle in her hand was turned around again, and it was sent to Feng Haitang. The girl's bright smile carried a contagious appeal, "Feng Haitang, you are my lord." Don't Yan's subordinates even have the courage to deal with their own men?"
Feng Haitang's face was already red enough to drip water.
But her eyes became more and more determined, finally gritted her teeth, and took the porcelain bottle from Muyan's hand.
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Muyan came out of Haitang's room and headed southwest.
When approaching the location of the dining room, I heard the voices of Ruyan and the little girls from the Changshengying Camp.
"Oh, Commander Yan, it's not right here, you need to add water, otherwise it will burn..." This is a little girl from the Changsheng Camp, who is mainly responsible for the meals of the Mingyan Army on weekdays.
"Hahaha, Yan Haotian, you have today too!" At this moment, Ruyan's gloating voice said, "I tell you, don't try to run away! It's all your fault that you made Haitang sad, and that made her almost die. You wash your hands and make soup for Haitang, you must cook this porridge for Haitang yourself."
The smile on the corner of Muyan's mouth deepened.
After a while, Yan Haotian came out of the tray with a disheveled face.
There was a plate of porridge on the tray. Although it looked unremarkable, it was the first time to cook, and the craftsmanship was not bad.
Seeing Muyan, Yan Haotian showed an embarrassed expression, bowed slightly, and saluted silently.
Muyan stopped his movement, and said calmly: "Haitang has already woken up."
Hearing this sentence, Yan Haotian's eyes lit up.
Muyan continued: "Although her injury has healed, but she is a girl after all, after being hurt and frightened like this, her mood must be unstable."