Liu Xiuhe felt the familiar urge to hit someone again, and this feeling even temporarily overwhelmed his hungry torment.
Guess, guess, guess what!
As the prince, Liu Xiuhe wanted to swear at this moment.
What made him even more dumbfounded was that before he could speak again, the latch on the window began to move by itself.
The aggrieved Liu Xiuhe was taken aback again.
After looking carefully, I found that there was a slender thing passing through the gap in the window, bit by bit jacking up the lock inside.
Liu Xiuhe:
"Squeak~"
The window opened.
A familiar face appeared.
Liu Xiuhe's mood can be said to be quite complicated.
Where did this guy get his skills from? Why does it feel like he is very skilled?
Outside the window, Yu Miao was relaxed.
Being able to jump over a higher wall, a window sill of such a height is naturally not a problem.
But she didn't turn over the window to come in, she just stood outside, put her arms on the window, leaned her head on it, and greeted the little wolf cubs in the room with a smile: "Hey, good evening!"
Who told you "yo"!
Liu Xiuhe was about to turn his head to pretend he didn't see this person, when he smelled a faint fragrance.
"Cuckoo"
His stomach growled again.
This time the noise was so loud that the people next to it could hear it.
The child covered his stomach all of a sudden, his face was still expressionless, but the roots of his ears turned red instantly.
Immediately afterwards, the corners of his eyes also began to flush slightly, as if he was about to cry out of embarrassment.
Yu Miao always likes to tease him, but this time it seemed as if she didn't hear the sound at all, she didn't say anything more about it, instead she withdrew her hand, and when she raised it, she put something on the window sill.
The fragrance that Liu Xiuhe smelled just now became more and more obvious, sweet, and it kept drilling into his nose.
The taste seduced his mouth to salivate non-stop, and his stomach, which had grumbled a few times, started a solo in an instant, and the sound of "cuckoo cluck" kept ringing.
It's like rolling around with a monkey child in your belly.
Liu Xiuhe's eyes couldn't help looking over.
Yu Miao opened the lid.
Fortunately, she has a lot of stock in her space, and there is no shortage of tableware.
Otherwise, some things were not easy to clean up just now.
After the lid is opened, the aroma of the sweets is even more intense.
But Yu Miao's movements didn't stop, she withdrew her hand again, as if picking it up from the ground, but actually it was taken out from the space.
Also thanks to the enough space on the window sill, a few more bowls and dishes were put on the table in a short while.
The delicious sweet soup, delicate flower-shaped pastries, a small bowl of delicious seafood porridge, and even the cup of blood swallow that Concubine Dong specially ordered before are all here.
Liu Xiuhe could hardly restrain his gaze.
If he was from another era, he might have thought that he was the little match girl who saw so much imaginary food before she died.
Even if he has never heard of that story, he is still wondering if he has actually passed out from hunger, and all this is just a dream.
But there are many of those things that he has never seen before, so how can he dream about them?
Just when this kid was standing there stupidly, Yu Miao stretched out her hand and flicked it on his forehead with a "bounce".
Liu Xiuhe felt a pain in his forehead and woke up instead.
Ah, it turned out that it was not a dream (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com