Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 916: Eating Chicken Legs

Chapter 916: Chapter 916: Eating Chicken Legs

"Before I was, now I’m responsible for some work regarding the refugees."

"Oh," Nan Feng said with a smile, "That’s quite impressive. Being a general used to be my dream."

Lu Jianxi laughed, "But my dream was to find a good man to settle down with. Because the war delayed that, I ended up an old maid."

"Not at all, you’re still very young," Nan Feng said, meaning every word. She believed that even being over thirty wasn’t old, not to mention Lu Jianxi was only twenty-two or twenty-three.

"Thanks for the comfort, Lady Nan Feng."

"So, do you also work at the military camp on a regular basis?" Nan Feng asked.

"Not really, I work at the yamen. Oh right, Song Cheng from the yamen knows you. He was the one who told us your whereabouts."

"Song Cheng? Is he the really dark-skinned one?" Nan Feng inquired.

"Yes, Song Cheng does have quite dark skin," Lu Jianxi said with a laugh.

"..."

The two of them chatted and got along quite well.

Because Lu Jianxi had been a great help, Yeguo insisted on having her stay in the military camp for a meal.

Yeguo usually dined in his own tent, served by his guard. He was very frugal with his meals, satisfied with enough rice and steamed buns; he wasn’t particular about meat and vegetables. He preferred to leave more for the soldiers to eat.

But since both Nan Feng and Lu Jianxi were present, Yeguo specifically instructed to prepare more meat. When the guard saw that the kitchen had made chicken legs, he took a few extra, and told the person serving the food, "General Nangong has guests, they’ll want to eat chicken legs."

Upon hearing this, the cook immediately laughed, "Was it General Nangong’s order?"

"Of course not. Otherwise, how could I dare to make such a decision on my own?"

"Then take a few more, come on, make it ten," the cook insisted on loading up the guard’s bowl, "It’s rare for General Nangong to ask for chicken legs himself. Let him eat more. As soon as the guests leave, he’ll refuse to eat more. I’ve never seen such a frugal general."

The guard said, "General Nangong insists on no special treatment, whatever the soldiers eat, he eats too. That’s enough, that’s enough. The guest isn’t some big burly man, probably can’t finish it all."

...

In the tent, Yeguo set up the little table and then had Nan Feng and Lu Jianxi sit down.

Watching Yeguo bustling about, Nan Feng felt her heart race for no apparent reason, and her pulse pounded even more when Yeguo called her over to sit down.

Not daring to get too close to Yeguo, she seated herself nearer to Lu Jianxi.

Thinking Nan Feng was deliberately keeping her distance, Yeguo didn’t press the issue and let her be. However, as soon as the guard brought in the food, he was quick to give Nan Feng a chicken leg, "Eat up."

Nan Feng quickly expressed her thanks, how could she not eat a chicken leg served by the male god himself?

After all, she had grown tired of mutton and beef, but chicken was something she rarely had, so she quickly devoured one.

Seeing her enjoy her meal, Yeguo offered her another. After all, there was an entire basinful, and there was no way they could finish five each.

But Nan Feng felt a bit overwhelmed. Still, it seemed insensitive not to eat the chicken leg her male god had served her. And he looked so warm doing so. Yet she didn’t devour it; she just nibbled gently before looking up at Yeguo, "You should eat, too."

A lady asking him to eat a chicken leg? How could he refuse? Yeguo picked up one and quickly finished it off.

His appetite seemed to return.

Nan Feng watched Yeguo eating a chicken leg, utterly flabbergasted.

A male god remained a male god, even when eating a chicken leg, he still looked suave. After all, eating fast didn’t mean recklessness.

No, no, she was getting starry-eyed again.