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Chapter 41 The Prince is a Fool (41)

"Sister..." Seeing Bai Feng coming in, Feng Lixiao's expression brightened. He threw away Shi Wei and ran towards her quickly.

"Didn't you tell me? Don't be irritable." Bai Feng frowned, but his tone did not blame him too much.

"I was wrong." Feng Lixiao stopped in place, rubbing her fingers nervously, as if she was afraid that she would be angry.

Bai Feng's eyes fell on Shi Wei who was worried, and then reached out and said, "Give me the tissue."

Shi Wei didn't know what she wanted to do, but he quickly handed the tissue to her hands.

Bai Feng walked to Feng Lixiao and quickly grabbed his stirring hand, "Don't move."

Her voice was very light, and there was a kind of softness that was not easy to detect in the coldness.

Feng Lixiao really stopped moving. He lowered his head blankly and watched her rub every finger seriously. There was an indelible deep meaning in the depths of his eyes.

"Shi Wei, you go for dinner too." Bai Feng did not look back and reminded Shi Wei with a cold voice.

"Yes." Wei Shi nodded. He glanced at Bai Feng for a few more times, and finally walked out.

Miss, are you becoming more and more skilled in raising cubs now?

"Are you hungry?" After cleaning Feng Lixiao's hands, Bai Feng looked up and looked at him and asked.

"I'm not hungry, Ali has to wait for my sister, Ali has to have dinner with her." Feng Lixiao laughed, her clear eyes were free of impurities, and her mouthful of white teeth was no different from that tender child.

Alas, it's just a fool. Bai Feng sighed in his heart, but his heart was warm.

Some people say they want to have dinner with them... This feeling has been too long.

Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Bai Feng let Feng Lixiao sit opposite him.

Shi Wei had already opened the lid of their food. Although he was not as good as the chef in the old house, he was pretty good.

Feng Lixiao had already picked up the chopsticks, smiled foolishly, ready to start eating.

But suddenly a fair finger stopped his arm.

While stopping Feng Lixiao from moving her chopsticks, Bai Feng quickly approached his lunch box and took it to her and placed it on the table behind her.

Feng Lixiao's face was still ignorant, but there was something rolling deep in his eyes.

He saw that the box of vegetables was fish! The food he hated the most.

When he was eight years old, he was cold and hungry in the cold palace. He couldn't help it, so he wanted to go to the pond in the back garden to catch fish and eat it.

In the winter, the lake water is frozen, and there are still fish.

He was wearing a thin underwear, his hands and feet were dry and cracked, and his blood was frozen. He held a mouthful of snow into his throat with difficulty so that he could support himself to return to the cold palace.

But who knew that when he met Prince Fengrui who came back from Prince's Academy, he blocked his way, laughed at him, and asked the eunuch to throw him into the lotus pond.

When he was salvaged again, he was already dying.

But Feng Rui felt that it was not enough, so he asked the eunuch to find the rotten stinky fish and forced him to kneel down and eat it one by one.

The rotten and fishy smell mixed with blood was stuffed into his mouth one by one.

That was a smell that he would never forget in his life.

From then on, when he saw fish, his stomach would roll, which was the ultimate physical and psychological torture.

Looking back on those memories, Feng Lixiao's fingers tightly grabbed the table, and scratches appeared on it.

But suddenly, a warm and soft hand held his big hand.

He was shocked, and the bloodthirsty deep in his eyes disappeared in an instant. He raised his head nervously, and a nervous and helpless face reflected in Bai Feng's eyes.

"Sister, Ali is afraid, Ali should not eat fish." He shook his head desperately, his eyes flushed.
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