I can't tolerate it anymore
"Don't be so troublesome!" Ling Xue'er held up her greasy paws and tapped Xia Xi's shoulder, then picked up a roasted chicken leg and placed it in front of her. "Eat, it smells great! Use your fingers, that's the only way to fully savor the flavor!"
Xia Xi looked at the oil blisters on her skin, then at the fragrant roasted chicken legs in the bowl, and suddenly felt a thrill of finding a comrade-in-arms. She gazed tearfully at Ling Xue'er, who was covered in oil, and was so excited that she almost rushed over to give her a hug!
Without hesitation, she directly reached out with one hand and grabbed the large chicken leg, then took a big bite!
Wow, so fragrant and delicious! It's no wonder it was made by the top imperial chef in the palace! Xia Xie Xi devoured it without any politeness, and soon, a large chicken leg turned into a thin bone in her hands.
Then, such an eerie scene appeared on the dinner table.
Four people were all dressed up, two men in suits looking dignified and elegant, even their eating movements were so pleasing to the eye. And what about the two women? Although they were both wearing beautiful evening gowns, one of them was holding a large chicken leg in her hand, gnawing away with a greasy face...
His Majesty Feng Mo Ting is still relatively calm, he and his wife have been married for 20 years, how could he not know what kind of virtue his own wife has? And what he likes is the innocent and lively temperament on Xue Er's body, so that year he would fall in love with her at first sight and insist on marrying her. Now there comes a daughter-in-law whose personality is so similar to Xue Er's, he is naturally more and more satisfied!
But Jin'er, this stinky brat, has the nerve to complain about his own mother-in-law. Now that his own wife is like this, let's see how he handles it! Feng Mo Ting sneered in her heart.
Feng Jin's face at this time could no longer be described as overcast with dark clouds! This damned woman, not learning from good examples, actually learned from her mother-in-law, it was really too much! However, Xia Xie Xi, who was happily eating chicken legs, apparently hadn't noticed the situation and continued to eat with gusto. (Author's aside: Let you have your fill, when you get back you're dead for sure!)
His pale hand clenched into a fist, with bulging veins on the back of his hand. He endured it, and the Emperor's expression of watching a good show also made him have to endure it! However, after Xia Xie Xi ate her fill and drank enough, she wiped her greasy hands on the hem of her evening dress, let out a comfortable belch, and narrowed her eyes contentedly. Ah, eating really is so delightful!
With a "bang", Feng Jin crushed a wine glass with one hand, the crimson liquid splashing all over his hand, and the shattered glass also pierced into his palm, fresh blood gushing out from between his fingers, but because the color of the liquid was also red, it wasn't very noticeable...
"Ah, what's wrong with you, Jiner?" Ling Xue'er, who was also using her skirt as a rag, was startled by the sudden noise and quickly looked over here.
"What's wrong, why did you have to crush the cup? You..." Xia Xieyu was about to continue, but seeing his icy and piercing gaze, she swallowed back her remaining words. What a frightening gaze, she...she was scared!
Feng Mo Ting watched with a keen eye, his precious son, was indeed unable to calm down! As for the injured hand, a real man, a big husband, getting hurt is nothing, bleeding a little is even good for one's health!
Feng Jin suddenly stood up, without saying a word, and hugged Xia Xiyue who was in a daze. He didn't even say goodbye as he walked out directly. If he stayed here any longer, he couldn't guarantee that he could control his temper.
