Ji Xiaorong gave her a mournful look, expressing that she didn't want to talk to her.
Fu Yue reached out to poke his soft cheek.
"Why did you change back again?"
Ji Xiaorong knocked her hand off, and said mournfully, "I don't know either. Anyway, I became like this when I woke up."
Fu Yue was not annoyed at being knocked out.
"Maybe you can only get back to normal at night."
This consolation obviously couldn't make the little emperor happy.
What to eat in the morning became a problem.
Fu Yue rummaged through the house, but only found a few bags of instant noodles, then rummaged through the refrigerator, and managed to find two pitiful eggs and a bag of ham sausage inside.
There is no rice, vegetables or meat at home.
"..."
Fu Yue sighed and cooked two bowls of instant noodles, added eggs and ham sausage.
The smell is really fragrant.
Anyway, Ji Xiaorong was attracted by the smell, and sat in front of the table, holding chopsticks in his hand, just waiting to eat.
He took a deep breath.
Staring at the bowl of instant noodles in front of him, he couldn't help sighing, "I've never seen such a strange way of making noodles, and I don't know if it's good or not. After all, I'm very picky."
Fu Yue took the other end of the chopsticks and tapped him on the head: "Don't push, eat quickly."
It took Ji Xiaorong a blow to calm down: "... oh."
Although instant noodles are not very nutritious, they are quite delicious to eat once in a while.
After all, Fu Yue had eaten it many times, so she didn't have any special reaction.
On the contrary, the little emperor looked like a country bumpkin thousands of years ago, as if Fu Yue didn't give him food, holding the bowl bigger than his face, and drank the soup after eating the noodles.
Fu Yue: "... Hey, hey, pay attention to your image, Ji Xiaorong."
The little emperor glanced at her.
After eating, he wiped his mouth gracefully with a tissue.
"Fair."
Fu Yue: "..."
Tsundere.
What she cooked for him was a pack and a half of instant noodles, a poached egg and two ham sausages, and he ate them all with the soup! !
A five-year-old kid.
Fu Yue was afraid that he would break it!
After eating, Fu Yue slumped on the sofa and didn't want to move anymore. Ji Xiaorong took the initiative to take the apron and moved the small bench very self-consciously, and went to the sink to wash the dishes.
This is the effect after being hammered last night.
After dinner last night, the little emperor went to wash the dishes in displeasure, and was almost picked up by Fu Yue and beaten up.
In the end it was he who washed the dishes.
Because he was not tall enough, he could only barely reach it by stepping on a small bench, and he looked a little sad.
In just two days, Ji Xiaorong figured out Fu Yue's true character.
Too lazy to die, never stand when you can sit, never sit when you can lie down.
Fu Yue didn't feel guilty about trying to control the child at all. She even ate melon seeds, which she found from the drawer under the TV, and there were several packs of them.
After washing the dishes, the child walked towards Fu Yue with slow steps.
The child's pale and tender face was somewhat serious.
"I think we've got to find a way to get back."
Fu Yue's movement of eating melon seeds paused.
She thought for a while.
Youyou said: "I don't think it's important for the time being. The most important thing now is that I'm almost out of money, and we can't live anymore. The kind that starve to death."
Ji Rong: "..."
Too.
If you can't survive, let alone go back, it's all useless.
The king of his majestic Ji Dynasty actually starved to death in the end? It would be ridiculous to take it.
He absolutely cannot tolerate such a thing happening.