After the belt was untied, revealing the obscene clothes and a large expanse of snow-white skin, Feng Qingchen actually looked away.
After realizing that she had lost her composure, Feng Qingchen quickly stood up and walked out, walked to the door and then came back, pulling the quilt over An Yi.
Leng Jiu put the rabbit meat in a basin and brought it to Feng Qingchen.
"Master, since when did you like to eat rabbit meat?" Leng Jiu asked strangely.
Feng Qingchen didn¡¯t answer, just picked up a piece of rabbit meat and put it in his mouth, frowning slightly.
This time, he didn't taste any taste. He just felt that the meat was stewed badly, but the freshness and spiciness from before were not there at all.
Feng Qingchen frowned and ate a few more pieces, but there was still no taste.
how so? He can obviously taste it
Feng Qingchen stood up and went to find An Yi with the rabbit meat.
As soon as An Yi fell asleep, he was shaken awake.
An Yi opened his eyes in a daze, looked up at Feng Qingchen, and couldn't help being stunned: "Feng Qingchen, what are you going to do? I'm very tired!"
An Yi waved her hand and felt a chill in her chest. She lowered her eyes and saw her untied clothes. Her eyes darkened and she looked up at Feng Qingchen coldly.
Feng Qingchen was startled and said coldly: "Don't think too much, I am not interested in you!"
An Yi snorted, not interested? This man might have forgotten the record of not allowing her to get out of bed all day and night!
"Here, did you miss something?" Feng Qingchen asked.
An Yi frowned: "The dried vegetables inside are different, because there are no dried vegetables like those on Yushan Mountain here!"
Feng Qingchen¡¯s face was full of disappointment.
"Can't you taste it? How do you know the side dishes are different?" An Yi looked at him and asked.
"On top of Yushan Mountain, I can taste it!" Feng Qingchen said in a deep voice.
An Yi was startled and suddenly woke up. He stepped forward and grabbed Feng Qingchen's hand and asked urgently: "What did you say? You said you had tasted it on Yushan Mountain?"
Feng Qingchen stared closely into An Yi's eyes. Just now, there was light in An Yi's eyes. This woman was really happy for him.
An Yi then realized that she was a little too excited. She calmed down her emotions and said, "Then it seems that my medicine really works!"
"Not necessarily!" Feng Qingchen said lightly.
Anyi looked at him puzzled: "What do you mean? Hasn't your sense of taste recovered?"
"I only tasted it once, and the food I ate after I came back was tasteless. At first, I thought it was because others were not good at the craftsmanship, so I asked you to make rabbit pot, but I was still disappointed!" Feng! Qing Chen said lightly, his eyes cold.
He thought he would be able to get rid of his boring life from now on, but it turned out to be just a wishful thinking.
"Can't you taste it now?" An Yi looked at the rabbit pot on the table, went down barefoot, picked a piece and put it in his mouth.
Although it was a little cold, the taste was still fresh and spicy, just like the one on Yushan Mountain Suddenly, An Yi remembered something and said quickly: "I remembered, there is no Dragon Immortal Grass in it!"
Feng Qingchen was stunned: "Didn't you say that Dragon Immortal Grass is a medicine for treating plague? How can it be used for cooking?"
"That day I was bitten by an insect from Yushan. This dragon grass can clear away heat and detoxify, relieve dampness and reduce swelling. Moreover, the dragon grass also has a fragrance. I was too lazy to boil the medicine, so I put the dragon grass in it and boiled it. Got it!" After An Yi finished speaking, he quickly went to get some Dragon Immortal Grass and stuffed it into Feng Qingchen's mouth without saying a word. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com