I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 263 He's a Tsundere

Although his tone wasn't friendly, it warmed his heart.

He pouted, his voice cold and trembling: "You, a princess, can't even hold a bowl?"

After saying that, she was in a great mood and ran into the yard, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Su Fengjun.

His eyes clearly showed his affection, yet he remained stubborn: "Father Fengjun, the princess wants you to serve her a bowl."

"Okay." His eyes were filled with tenderness, and the ordinary, everyday life he had longed for seemed to have come true at this moment.

Su Nianhui had never seen such an expression in Su Fengjun's eyes before, and he was also taken aback.

Would the always aloof and cold-hearted Feng Jun ever show such an expression?

He followed behind him and went into the kitchen, where Zhongli Yueluo was tasting the saltiness with her sleeves rolled up.

"You're here? Almost. Have something to eat."

If Su Nianhui hadn't been there, Su Fengjun would have really wanted to go up and wrap his arms around her waist from behind.

She was standing amidst the fireworks, closest to him at this moment. At this moment, she was not a princess, and he was not a young lord.

They looked just like Su Nianhui's parents.

"Father Feng, you want to hug that princess, don't you?" How quick-witted he was.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Su Fengjun's face, but she finally ruffled his hair and said, "Go get the bowl!"

Su Nian walked over, holding the bowl with her eyes lowered. This was what they called the ultimate pleasure in life: simple joy.

He didn't say anything, but simply carried the bowls to the table outside. He spoke very little while eating.

But Zhongli Yueluo would serve him food, and say with a mischievous smile, "Try it."

He was somewhat hesitant, feeling that this woman was capable of harming children.

"Eat up, are you afraid I'll retaliate?" His eyes slowly narrowed into crescent shapes.

Su Nian raised an eyebrow: "Fine, I'll eat."

I've even mentally prepared myself to eat very sweet, very salty, or very sour things.

But no, it just had a faint taste of vegetables. She smiled and said, "My cooking skills are slightly better than yours, haha."

It turned out she had no intention of teasing him. She then saw him serving food to Su Fengjun while he ate the rice in his bowl.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Despite his young age, he looked mature beyond his years. Zhongli Yueluo gently patted his shoulder.

"How long are you going to stay in Taiyin City this time...?"

He thought for a long time but didn't say the last sentence, because he knew he wouldn't get the answer he wanted.

"I should stay for a while. During this time, I can introduce you to a friend. She's quite interesting."

"I don't need any friends." He coldly refused, then placed his chopsticks next to his bowl.

"Don't rush to refuse. You can benefit greatly from being with her, and it will also be of great benefit to your spiritual practice."

"Hmph, my teachers are the best in Taiyin City."

“Neither of your two fathers are a match for her,” she said innocently, resting her chin on her hands.

He was somewhat incredulous, as these two fathers were among the most outstanding members of the younger generation of the Wind Spirit Ghost Clan.

Among their peers, there were actually people stronger than them?

"If you get along well with her, we can consider taking you out."

Zhongli Yueluo knew that Su Nianhui definitely didn't want to stay in Taiyin City alone, so taking him out of Nanmo Mountain was out of the question.

However, I could take her to see that sea of ​​flowers; it is truly beautiful.

When he heard that she could take him out, his eyes lit up, and he even grabbed her sleeve excitedly.

Are you serious?

“Of course, even if your father, Feng Jun, doesn’t take you, I can still take you.” Zhongli Yueluo patted her chest.

She became childish in front of the child, and then reached out her hand to him.

"If you lie to me, my two fathers will no longer like you." He sneered and placed his hand on hers.

She held his soft, chubby little hand, her eyes crinkling with laughter; it was so soft.

"If I lied to you, your two fathers would still like me, but I won't lie to you."

He looked like a little dumpling when she picked him up, and she couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch his cheek.

"Don't pinch my cheek! What kind of behavior is this for a princess! Father Feng, you must control this princess!"

Su Fengjun pretended not to hear and just stared at the two of them laughing.

His unintentional smile was truly captivating, far better than his usual suppressed expression.

After cleaning up the dishes in the yard, Zhongli Yueluo chased after Su Nianhui, trying to pinch his butt.

Annoyed by her pursuit, Su Nian jumped onto the roof and looked down at her from above.

A smirk played on his lips, tinged with provocation: "You can't possibly catch up to this, can you?"

But he didn't notice that the roof tiles were in disrepair, and in his triumphant moment of provocation, he slipped.

Before she could even control her magic, she lost her balance and fell downwards. Zhongli Yueluo thought that if she fell like this, her butt would be flat.

Without thinking too much, she took two steps forward, and Su Nianhui fell down from above, landing on her.

Zhongli Yueluo cried out in pain, and Su Nianhui quickly climbed off her, as if her hand had inadvertently touched her ribs.

She's so thin and frail. Even though she has a round face, he's so heavy, I hope he won't break any of her bones!

Although her expression was cold, her brows were furrowed, and her eyes showed concern: "You princess, who needs you to come and pick them up!"

He said that, but he reached out and pulled her up to check her body for injuries.

But his little hand was there, at a loss. He couldn't touch her; it would be a desecration and disrespect to her.

"Are you... alright? Does anything hurt?"

Zhongli Yueluo rubbed her waist and gave a naive smile: "What's this? I'm an adult. Are you alright?"

Seeing that Zhongli Yueluo still had the mind to joke with him, his expression suddenly turned cold.

She slowly stood up, shaking the dirt off her skirt: "How could anything happen to me? You silly princess."

Su Fengjun had just finished her work on the other side when she heard the noise and rushed over anxiously, only to see this scene.

His eyes questioned Su Nianhui, but he avoided her gaze. No matter what, it was his fault; who told this princess, who had no sense of propriety, to always chase after him?

"Father Feng Jun..."

He didn't scold him, but simply walked over, took his arm, and checked him over.

Zhongli Yueluo also stood up, dusting herself off: "It's nothing serious, why are you looking so long-faced?"

"You're so thin...I..."

“Yes, you’re like a glutinous rice ball. Kids are all so soft and cuddly.” She started touching his face again.

Su Nian didn't dodge, letting her pinch him, as if he were apologizing for his behavior just now.

Zhongli Yueluo's eyes grew brighter the more she looked, and her face drew closer and closer. She really wanted to kiss that chubby little face.