In this way, Fengjiang fed Qiao Mu most of the plate of fruit pulp.

When the unknown piece of fruit came closer to him, Qiao Mu did not open his mouth as before and looked sideways at him.

"Are you planning to feed me fruit?"

Fengjiang put down the bamboo stick, reached down with his long arms, and hugged Qiao Mu's thin waist.

He hugged her and looked with her towards the distant night with mountains, water, bright moon and lights.

"Will you miss life in the village?"

Qiao Mu raised his eyes and looked at the man's resolute chin.

Fengjiang seemed to feel her gaze, lowered his eyes, lowered his head, and kissed her on the forehead.

Qiao Mu pursed his lips and looked away.

"No."

She shook her head, "We can go anywhere with you."

"Then do you prefer the bustling capital or the quiet villages?"

Fengjiang asked softly.

"Of course it's best to be quiet and enjoy the convenience brought by prosperity."

"Life is all about food, rice, oil and salt. I have had enough hard times. A life of intrigue and intrigue is not suitable for me."

Qiao Mu sighed lightly and continued: "So, I'm thinking why should I choose a prince?"
Chapter completed!