"My man's cooking, that's natural." Feng Xingying's eyebrows curled with laughter, and then suddenly woke up:
"Qin Molin. Is it time you baked the cake? "
"One more minute." Qin Molin pulled his lips. He has a strong sense of time. How can he make mistakes?
"Minutes?" Ji Jue doesn't understand.
"It's a method of calculating time, which is popular in shenhuang island." Feng Xingying deals with Ji Jue at will.
The exact name of minute is Qin Molin's dream of Feng Xingying, which he learned from Feng Xingying's world. This idea satisfied him very much. At least it was easy to use when making desserts.
What makes Qin Molin most satisfied is that Feng Xingying is willing to let him know her world and share the deepest secret in his heart with him.
This feeling is more meaningful than the word minute itself.
Ji Jue is silent. This is their world, but it doesn't belong to him.
He was like a bystander, quietly enjoying the sweetness of him and her.
But very strange, his heart, even inexplicable ground down. She lives, she lives happily, is not he once the biggest wish?
When the desserts were served, Feng Xingying took the initiative to cut them into small pieces with a wooden knife and gave them to Ji Jue: "you have a taste. Qin Molin is a genius. He can not only make a baking machine, but also make cakes. This is a cheese cake. Yunxi doesn't have it. Would you like to try it? I'm afraid you'll fall in love with him if you eat too much. "
After Feng Xingying said that, he took another piece and fed it to Qin Molin himself.
Qin Molin was not greedy, but Feng Xingying fed him. He would not refuse. With Feng Xingying's hand, he ate the small cheese cake, and then rolled the cake residue on Feng Xingying's fingers.
In front of the outsider's face is so teased, Feng Xingying complexion a red, charming horizontal Qin Molin one eye.
Qin Molin no longer teases her, and continues to make delicious food for Feng Xingying.
Qin Molin is really an active gourmet machine, and it doesn't take much effort to do everything with several parts.
Qin Molin used to do it in different branches just like octopus, but now that he has awakened to the power of God, he is able to do it as a real person.
He knows that Feng Xingying also likes his beauty, so he tempts Feng Xingying with a few eye-catching self, and feels good.
So later, Qin Molin cooked separately. Feng Xingying could see that several Qin Molin were busy at the same time, and his heart was sweet.
Soon, Ji Jue had a new food in front of him. Feng Xingying himself went to pick some lingguo to entertain him.
This kind of life, quiet and peaceful, let Ji Jue envy.
He suddenly understood that he and she had missed, and would never enter her heart again.
"Feng Xingying, let's be brothers and sisters again." Ji Jue suddenly spoke.
"Ah?" Feng Xingying was a little stunned, and then looked at Ji Jue straightly.
His eyes were calm and sincere, not like a fake.
"Good." Feng Xingying nodded: "after a while, we will burn incense and worship, and let you taste the wine that I have brewed for thousands of years."
"Good!"
"But in my heart, Qin Molin is the first, mother is the second, you can only be behind. If you dare to hurt them, I will kill you myself. " Although Feng Xingying said such cruel words with a smile, it was definitely not a joke.
"I promise you." Ji Jue nodded.
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