"What are you still standing there for?"
Hearing the master's slightly displeased voice, he quickly came to his senses, glanced at the young man who was eating happily, and responded quickly.
"yes."
He walked out, told the guards outside and then went to the kitchen to ask for another portion to be sent over.
Looking at the steaming snacks and dishes on the table, her eyes lit up and she hurriedly helped Lord Yan pick up some, showing her great courtesy.
"Lord Yan, eat this." Then, without caring whether he wanted to eat it or not, she picked up a piece of food for him with her chopsticks and started eating her own food.
Seeing him pick up a piece of food for his master with chopsticks, Ying, who was waiting on the side, glared at him and said, "Just eat your own food. Why are you picking up food for your master? The master won't eat it..."
Before he could even utter the words "other people's dishes", he saw his noble and domineering master staring at the dishes in the bowl for a while, then picked them up and started eating. He felt very uncomfortable, unable to breathe or let go.
When Fengjiu saw him eating, she smiled with her eyes narrowed, treating herself as the host. She did not forget whose yard she was eating from. After picking up some dishes for herself, she also picked up some for him.
"Master Yan, try this. You haven't eaten it yet!"
She passed the last piece of dessert on a small plate to him. There were four pieces of dessert on each small plate, but she ate three pieces herself before passing the last piece to him. Her attentiveness made Lord Yama raise his eyebrows.
Ying Yi, who was watching from the side, almost cried. He wanted to shout: Master, can't you be a little more reserved? Why do you accept everything that comes? The boy eats whatever he picks up? He's a man, where is your moral integrity
Fengjiu was very happy after having breakfast. She touched her bulging belly, burped and stood up: "I have to go back. Phew! I'm so full."
Watching the guy who patted his butt and left after finishing his breakfast, Lord Yan swept the empty plates on the table and asked, "Isn't she provided with her meals on weekdays?"
Ying Yi lowered his head and responded: "Yes, but the food eaten by others is definitely not as good as the master's." The master's food is personally prepared by a top-notch chef. Every dish is exquisite and delicious, which is naturally incomparable to other people's meals.
Hearing this, Lord Yan nodded, stood up, and walked out.
Seeing this, Ying followed and walked out of the yard. He ordered the guards outside, "Have someone clean up the table." Then he hurriedly followed the master in front.
After returning to the courtyard, Feng Jiu washed off the dried ointment on her face. Seeing that the scars on her face were getting lighter day by day, she couldn't help but smile happily: "This is the biggest benefit of coming here."
She applied some more ointment and walked out with her medicated face, intending to walk to help digest the food. However, when she reached the rockery, she saw the black figure standing by the pond with his hands behind his back.
Seeing that black figure standing with his hands behind his back, the half of his face that was slightly tilted was handsome and resolute, and the silver half of his mask flashed a dazzling light under the sun. She shook her head secretly and cursed: Monster.
I wanted to turn around and leave, but I had breakfast at his place this morning, so after thinking it over I walked over.