Feng Che nodded, and just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by his b gesture...

"The prince can actually find this place, it must be what Su Ju said."

Feng Che nodded and walked into the B room where he lived. This room was remote and not large in scale. She never expected that he would choose such a B house.

"Go back with me, this is not for you."

Xue Ge chuckled, his b-face was gentle and his eyes were clear under the moonlight.

"So where is my suitable?" His b voice was soft but with a faint b-cold.

"Either there is good, it's fine, it's not here." Feng Che said stubbornly at b Xuege in front of him.

Xue Ge shook his head and looked at Feng Che and said, "Prince, stay here for a while. Xue Ge will make you some food."

Feng Che didn't say anything and walked out with him.

At this time, the weather was already in autumn and the temperature was slightly cool. He raised a bucket of water from the well water and poured it into a wooden basin. He rolled up his sleeves and soaked his white hands in cold water to wash the vegetables.

Feng Che's brow frowned slightly. In order to leave her, would he rather run here alone to endure hardship?!

The thin B-knuckle joints are soaked in cold water, and the exposed B-arm has no temperature at all.

Feng Che could no longer bear to see and quickly walked to his b, pulled him from the ground, and kicked the b water in the basin over.

Xue Ge looked at Feng Che in confusion, not understanding what she was going to do, his hand was tightly held in the palm of his hand by Feng Che.

The coolness from his palm made Feng Che feel a little distressed.

"Go back with me..." She had softened her attitude and begged him not to torment her like this.

Xue Ge's b, without any trace, pulled away from Feng Che's b's palm: "I'm living a good life here."

"I didn't see where you lived well!" Why is he so stubborn? Where did the gentle and obedient B Xuege go in the past? Feng Che thought of B angry.

"Whether it is my own feeling, it is not a b judged by others."

Feng Che let go of Xue Ge's b hand and stared at the b Xue Ge in front of him that was extremely unfamiliar to him. "You... weren't like this before, why didn't you..." He was not so obedient to himself?

Xue Ge put down his rolled-up b-sleeved, washed the vegetables on the ground and placed them on the chopping board, and then began to concentrate on cutting the vegetables.

Xue Ge's focus on b looks beautiful, which is a very quiet and comfortable b feeling. But at this moment, b Fengche has no intention to appreciate all this.

"If you really can't stay in the mansion, I can find another place for you, but it is not only remote and deserted, but also not safe. Xue Ge, can you listen carefully to me!"

Feng Che admitted that she was really angry.

"I've been listening." He cut the vegetables and put them aside, and began to wash the remaining vegetables. He learned about the cooking skills for a long time. This time he hoped Feng Che could taste them.

However, Feng Che just now had already kicked out of the water, so he could only get some water to wash the vegetables, otherwise he would get sick if he couldn't wash the vegetables and eat them.

He lifted the bucket and came to the well. Suddenly, a dizziness came. The barrel in his hand fell to the ground and he had to support the well wall.

"What's wrong with you?" Feng Che walked to him when he noticed that Xue Ge's b was wrong. His b's face was as pale as paper, and his b's lips, which were originally a little rosy, were now like the b's snow in winter, without any color.

"I'm fine..." Before he finished speaking, Xue Ge could no longer hold on and fell backwards. Feng Che took the lead and took him into his arms.
Chapter completed!