Xiang Nianrong looked at Lu Yiliang's face carefully, and nodded in confidence, "Maybe, maybe this cat likes to look good. You see, you, me, and the mother, father, and brother are all grown up. Pretty, so she's close to us."
Lu Yiliang smiled, "But I also feel close to this cat, it's a wonderful feeling."
I always feel that I have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it.
"However, although Zhou Feiran is a general, he is not fierce at all, and even looks like a scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken. Logically speaking, he is also good-looking!" Talking about the comparison, Xiang Nianrong became puzzled .
"Sigh." Lu Yiliang hurriedly stopped Xiang Nianrong, "Don't say these things in front of him, you know, he hates saying that he is like a powerless scholar."
"Why?" Xiang Nianrong was puzzled, "What's wrong with being a scholar? They are quiet and quiet, with delicate features and a bookish air. They are all very good-looking."
Lu Yiliang smiled, "But Zhou Feiran is a general, and he will be a great general in the future. He goes online to kill the enemy and reprimands Fang Qiu. If others say that he is like a scholar with no strength, how will he command the soldiers in the future? How to send troops to the north? Where does this make him lose face?"
"That's true." Xiang Nianrong was stunned, "However, Nian Rong likes Zhou Feiran's appearance. Although he is a bit fierce, and his temperament and appearance are extremely inconsistent, Nian Rong likes it very much. Zhou Feiran is definitely not bad if he is a scholar. .¡±
The corner of Lu Yiliang's mouth curled up, "It's a pity, he doesn't have this ambition."
"What are you talking about?! What are you talking about me?!"
As soon as he said Zhou Feiran, Zhou Feiran's thick and rough accent came over, completely inconsistent with his delicate features.
Lu Yiliang got up and smiled at Zhou Feiran who was walking over with the roast leg of lamb, "He said that Nian Rong likes you!"
Lu Yiliang knew Zhou Feiran's taboo, so he abruptly changed back what he almost blurted out, "As you said, he has pretty features."
"Hahaha!" Zhou Feiran laughed a few times, and raised his thumbs up at Xiang Nianrong, "Princess has eyesight! General Zhou Feiran went to the battlefield at the age of seven, and now he has killed countless enemies. The first rank of soldiers, breaking two cities in a row, this kind of military exploits, except for General Zhou who retreated to the second line and General Hua Yuhua who has died, no one can match!"
After finishing speaking, he looked at Xiang Nianrong carefully again, "The princess has a strange skeleton, maybe she is a prodigy in martial arts, is the princess interested in joining the army and becoming a female general in the future?"
Xiang Nianrong thought of the scene where the horse was frightened that day, his heart shivered, and he quickly waved his hands, "No, no, it's still not." At last he smiled wryly, "Zhou Feiran, I still like the way you are when you are not talking."
"Huh?" Zhou Feiran was a little dazed, "What is there to see when the general is silent?!"
Xiang Nianrong sighed, lamenting that God is unfair. He was born with the appearance of a scholar, but he was matched with the voice of a rural reckless man, plus the informal temperament of a general. Unspeakably weird.
Xiang Nianrong couldn't say anything to explain, so he insisted, "It's always good-looking. By the way, what are you holding in your hand?"
"This?" Zhou Feiran looked at the leg of lamb in his hand, "The freshly roasted leg of lamb, bring it to Lu Yiliang to eat, look at this guy, he has slender arms and legs, he can fall down when the wind blows."
Lu Yiliang has a gentle temperament, even Zhou Feiran just smiled.
"Princess wants to eat?"
Xiang Nianrong touched his flattened stomach, smelled the smell of meat, and smacked his mouth, "Yeah."
Then fell into a deathly silence.
Lu Yiliang felt something was wrong, and turned to look at Zhou Feiran, who was looking at Xiang Nianrong blankly.
Lv Yiliang frowned, looked at Zhou Feiran, then directed his gaze to the leg of lamb, and then looked at the princess, the meaning was self-evident.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Feiran not only didn't move, but said, "Princess, this leg of lamb is for Lu Yiliang, and the general will roast it himself."
Xiang Nianrong was a little dazed.
Lu Yiliang was even more stunned.
This guy is rejecting the princess? are you crazy?
Then Zhou Feiran might also feel that something was wrong, he smiled innocently and scratched his head, "The princess mainly wants to eat, and I will bake another one at the end."
Xiang Nianrong pointed to the just-roasted leg of lamb in his hand in puzzlement, "That, can't it?"
"This one is for Lu Yiliang." Zhou Feiran repeated again.
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Xiang Nianrong looked at Lu Yiliang sadly.
Lu Yiliang immediately smiled and said, "I'm not hungry, give it to the princess first."
"No." Zhou Feiran refused straight away, "This is for you. The princess wants to eat it, so I will bake it later."
Listen, is this a human language?
Xiang Nianrong hasn't turned around yet, and doesn't know when his identity will expire. Lu Yiliang is still having a headache, how to correct Zhou Feiran's tendon, I don't know how many people he will offend in the future.
The white cat in his arms stood upside down, grinning at Zhou Feiran, looking so vicious that it was ready to attack at any time.
Zhou Feiran was taken aback when he saw it, and casually hid the leg of lamb behind his back in full view.
"Princess, this cat" is also there I was busy talking, but I didn't see that the cat was there.
Thinking of those scars bitten and scratched by the white cat, Zhou Feiran felt apprehensive. Especially the meowing of cats really tickled my heart.
Xiang Nianrong lowered his head and saw the white cat in his arms stretching its teeth and claws, he couldn't laugh or cry, although no one likes this white cat very much, but you can be safe if you don't touch her, but this week is the only one, like a friend with a narrow road like.
As soon as we met, without saying anything else, the cat jumped on it and started to bite. At that time, it scared her!
"It seems that this cat is destined for you, Zhou Feiran."
"How?" Zhou Feiran was puzzled.
Xiang Nianrong said with a smile, "You see, this cat usually doesn't like to get close to anyone, but it just grins at you. If you follow Uncle Shi Lang's saying that hitting is dear or scolding, you are destined."
Although Zhou Feiran is stubborn. But he is not stupid, "Princess, is she fooling the general? This cat is close to you and Lu Yiliang, but it is the only one who flaunts its teeth and claws at the general. According to the general, this is not closeness, but an enemy, no, an enemy is it." But the general can't figure it out, when did he offend a cat? The general has never raised a cat!"
"Thatmaybe it happened in my previous life, maybe I didn't drink Mengpo soup, so I remembered it. It's said in the scriptures." Xiang Nianrong rolled his eyes.
Zhou Feiran was dubious but didn't dare to take a half step closer. This cat is really fierce and difficult to get close to. The key point is that it can't be hit or touched. Whoever makes it the princess' pet really makes Zhou Feiran uncomfortable.
"Well, let's say goodbye first! This cat is really ferocious." Zhou Feiran retreated immediately. Put the mutton leg into Lu Yiliang's hand, then bid farewell and leave. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com