Ye Yimu didn't think any more, she took back her mind

"Why are you here?" Doesn't this mean coming to the door?

Leng Zitian smiled slightly

“Come here to eat”

Leng Zitian doesn’t think Leng Wangfu is anything, nor does he think Lengwangfu is a home.

In his eyes, Prince Leng's Mansion is nothing more than a place to eat, sleep, and work.

That's all...

Otherwise, he wouldn't run to Ye Yimu whenever he has free time...

The door to Prince Leng's Mansion was opened. It was a man Ye Yimu had never seen before. He only knew that he was a master.

"Your Majesty, Second Young Lady" the man knelt down on one knee, just like Ye San

Ye Yimu didn't even ask why people here knew about her? And also knew her?

A woman being held by her own prince, shouldn’t it be weird?

Leng Zitian ignored the kneeling man and walked inside with Ye Yimu in his arms.

No one knew that after Leng Zitian and the others left, a little sweat broke out on the man's forehead.

My own prince is indeed weird, holding his little girl so naturally and with deep tenderness

Moreover, the man did not feel the cold aura of his prince before, and his prince became "gentle".

Yes, the man stayed in "hell" for a long time and suddenly went to "heaven" and was frightened

Leng Zitian carried Ye Yimu to a long, quiet, low-key and simple room.

The dining table in the room is already filled with various delicacies and various meats

It's steaming hot, as if it's been freshly made and placed, and it's filled with the aroma of meat.

The strange thing is that they are all Ye Yimu's favorites

Leng Zitian walked over with Ye Yimu in his arms and sat down naturally.

"Put me down first"

Ye Yimu was very helpless. If he didn't let her down, how could she eat well?

"Why?"

Leng Zitian was confused. He felt comfortable holding her like this, so why did he put her down?

"Well, let me down so you can have a good meal."

Ye Yimu felt as helpless as a university professor teaching Arabic numerals to kindergarten children.

Leng Zitian frowned slightly and reluctantly put down Ye Yimu.

He looks like a good man who has been wronged

Ye Yimu, who finally got "free", stretched, picked up the chopsticks on the table and started eating. She was really hungry.

She didn't feel it before, but now that she saw the food in front of her, she was even hungrier.

Leng Zitian looked at Ye Yimu eating with gusto with a smile.

Being stared at all the time, Ye Yimu raised his head slightly, with a grain of rice stuck to his mouth.

"Eat, you're welcome"

Ye Yimu looked at Leng Zitian with a smile and generously invited him to have dinner together.

Lengzi looked at Ye Yimu with strange eyes, then raised his hand and approached her

Ye Yimu subconsciously stepped back, still chewing a small piece of meat in his mouth.

Leng Zitian's hand came closer and closer to her face, and then his signature smile appeared

He rubbed it on her face and then took it back, leaving an extra grain of rice on his finger.

Ye Yimu's face turned red instantly. She thought...she thought...

Ye Yimu felt that he was too shameless. What were he thinking about?

"Oh, thank you." A very confident voice

In order not to embarrass himself, Ye Yimu chose to lower his head immediately and continue eating.

While he kept eating, his eyes would sway from side to side from time to time.

Leng Zitian smiled and looked at Ye Yimu in front of him, then picked up the chopsticks next to him.

Pick up a piece of meat and put it in Ye Yimu's bowl

"I want to eat meat" is too light and weighs nothing at all, although it is very comfortable to hold.

Ye Yimu was stunned for a second, and then he realized that he had been peeling white rice, and there was not even a grain of vegetables or meat in the bowl.
Chapter completed!