Taking the stack of photos from Clorinde's hand, Villette looked at them carefully.
"Why are there so many?"
Hearing Villette's question, Clorinde took a sip of the coffee and replied, "Some of it is in Leosley's hands. I exchanged it with him."
Leosley?
Hearing the warden's name, Villette was not surprised.
He had some understanding of Leosley's character.
Compared to the intelligence sharing here, the two people on the other side are still bickering, unaware that they have been exposed.
"Okay, okay, don't worry, the reward will definitely satisfy you, it will."
"Then I will wait and see, Lady Furninna."
After saying that, Funina squinted her eyes and began to think about what reward to give to Mo Nanfeng.
.......
After a day of trial, Mo Nanfeng felt numb all over and had a shaky feeling.
He has seen too many absurd things in the world in court over the past two years.
Sometimes you can even watch a day-long large-scale family ethics drama, or a battle between families, or an academic debate.
But every time there was such a ridiculous trial, Fernina was always the most excited one.
This was something he couldn't understand. It was so absurd, ridiculous, and illogical. It was more like a dramatic trial. Why was Furninna so happy?
Why do you always look around, as if you are looking for something?
However, every time such a trial ended, Funina would feel lonely for a while, but after a while, she would return to her initial state and look forward to the next trial.
Walking in front, humming a song, Funina had already thought of a reward for Mo Nanfeng, a reward that would definitely satisfy him.
Turning around, when Funina was about to mention the reward, she saw Mo Nanfeng who looked like a walking corpse.
"Nanfeng, what are you thinking about? You've been in a daze the whole way."
"I want to judge." Mo Nanfeng answered the question truthfully. He had too many questions and he wanted to investigate, but he didn't have any entry point.
"Lady Finina, why are you so excited and happy every time there is a dramatic trial?
But when the trial is over, you will seem a little lost.”
Hearing Mo Nanfeng's words, Fu Nina froze in place, hesitated for a moment, then said with a smile: "That's for sure!
I love farces the most, only such farces can make me happy.
Of course I feel disappointed because the farce is over. What's so strange about that?"
Pursing his lips, Mo Nanfeng looked into Funina's eyes, trying to see something from them, but he could see nothing.
"Is that really the case? Lady Furninna, I feel like you are lying to me."
Silence......
"Hahaha, Nanfeng, you really think too much. How could I lie to you." Holding her stomach, Funina leaned against the wall, laughing from ear to ear.
Looking at Funina's silly smile, Mo Nanfeng paused and was sure that Funina was lying to him.
Maybe Funina herself didn’t know it, but during their private time together, she revealed her most primitive side.
Mo Nanfeng is the only person who has spent the longest time with her in private in the past five hundred years, and the only one who has entered her heart.
Simple, cute, and a little silly, this is Funina's most intuitive evaluation of Mo Nanfeng, but it was this careless judgment that allowed Mo Nanfeng to take advantage of the opportunity.
Companionship has always been a powerful weapon.
The psychological defense line built by Funina has been used to guard against others for five hundred years, but I don’t know when Mo Nanfeng was removed from the list.
Want to ask? Mo Nanfeng was struggling in his heart.
Don't ask? Lady Furninna might never tell me.
Ask? With Lady Funina's personality, she would definitely not tell you and would just play it safe.
What exactly does Lady Funina carry?
Seeing that Mo Nanfeng was still in a daze, Fu Ningna felt panicked, fearing that Mo Nanfeng was stubborn.
"Ahem, as for the reward, I've already decided on it. I'll give you the cake I made myself.
But you have to help me!"
Oh, let me ask Master!
A cheerful smile appeared on Mo Nanfeng's face again, sweeping away his previous contemplation.
"Okay! Let's make a cake together."
Seeing this, Funina breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that Mo Nanfeng would ask her. She was very scared.
After the Song of Thousand Winds, she faced her own heart, fearing that she would not be able to hold on if Mo Nanfeng asked her.
Fortunately, Mo Nanfeng did not speak, and the thing she feared most did not happen.
Back in the kitchen at home, Funina walked around the kitchen, taking out one utensil after another, one ingredient after another.
Eggs, sugar, almonds, butter, cream, flour, milk and so on.
Funina put sugar, butter, cream and milk together and stirred them skillfully and quickly.
Seeing Funina's skillful movements, Mo Nanfeng was stunned.
"Lady Furninna, can you cook?"
After hearing what Mo Nanfeng said, Funina spread some cream with her finger, put it in her mouth and tasted it, and found it tasted very good.
Sweet and fragrant.
"No! I can make desserts, a little bit."
Dipping her finger in it a little more, Funina turned around, raised her finger to Mo Nanfeng's mouth, and said, "Try it, I made it myself."
Look at those white, slender fingers, dotted with slightly yellow cream, exuding an enticing fragrance.
Can it really be eaten?
Thinking of this, Mo Nanfeng felt a little hot. If he ate this, he would be like a god.
Seeing that Mo Nanfeng was still hesitating, Fu Ningna directly inserted her finger into his mouth, turned it up and down, and then pulled it out.
After this, Mo Nanfeng felt a little dizzy, his face was hot, and his head was dizzy.
The fingers were soft and had a sweet, buttery scent.
Pulling her fingers out, Funina dealt with the flour in her hand, and realized belatedly that her behavior was too intimate, too intimate.
With a blushing face, Funina did not turn around and said directly, "Don't stand there. Help me crack the eggs."
"Oh, here it comes. Here it comes."
After reacting, Mo Nanfeng hurried forward, feeling unfamiliar and not knowing what to do.
He could fry an egg, but he really had no idea about the eggs in this cake.
Following his intuition, Mo Nanfeng cracked the eggs into the cup and stirred them slowly.
While beating the noodles, Funina raised her beautiful eyes, shook her head, threw her hair behind her, and turned to look at the little guard who was beating eggs next to her.
The awkward and stiff movement of beating the eggs, the slow and leisurely look, and the hard-working expression.
this.......
Putting down the tools, Fu Nina shook her head helplessly, grabbed Mo Nanfeng's hand, and said angrily: "If you beat me like this, when will you be able to eat? I'll teach you once."
After saying that, Fu Nina held Mo Nanfeng's big hand and began to stir it quickly. Her speed was very fast and her movements were very standard.
Mo Nanfeng was confused and stupid, his face turned red, and he followed Fu Ningna's actions stiffly.
The slender little hand, white and soft, feels particularly comfortable in my hand. It is cool and must feel great to hold.
So comfortable.
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