Feng Xingying suddenly raised his head, seeming to realize something.
The next moment, her figure disappeared, and the watermelon disappeared with her.
Everyone in the courtyard knew that Feng Xingying would disappear suddenly without any fuss.
On the contrary, someone suddenly appeared, with a sullen look on his face, which made people unpredictable.
"Where is Feng Xingying?" Qin Molin asked knowingly.
Qin Shiyi had already accepted his fate. If he took up this job, he would be bullied by these two perverts in order to get a bite of delicious food made from rue. I can only bite the bullet and answer:
"Disappeared."
Qin Molin glanced at him. Nonsense, you want to say? Didn't he see her disappear
Qin Shiyi was so speechless. How could His Highness, Prince Leng, do this? Let people know what he wanted to say without speaking. He has been studying for so many years and still hasn't mastered it, but that little girl Feng Xingying has learned it instantly!
People are more infuriating than people.
Qin Shiyi still answered the question asked by Qin Molin's eyes obediently: "The mistress seems to be able to use space spiritual power. She often disappears suddenly recently."
Qin Molin nodded with satisfaction and actually sat down under the tree where Feng Xingying was sitting just now.
His aura is too strong and oppressive.
Yunxiang was obviously not his, but she still served him tea obediently without giving any instructions.
After that, the entire courtyard was quiet, and no one dared to speak loudly.
Qin Molin took the purple jade teacup used by Feng Xingying and poured a small cup of hot tea, savoring it carefully with elegant and dignified movements.
Yunxiang had previously thought that the young lady was the most noble and elegant when drinking tea. Now when she saw Qin Molin, she seemed to understand why they looked so pleasant together.
They were just so perfect for each other.
Qin Molin seemed to be in a bad mood, feeling the traces left by Feng Xingying with a frosty look on his face. Her breath was still left under the tree, but her person was really gone.
Just like when he met her suddenly, she suddenly disappeared from his world.
Although he knew that she would come back.
But he didn't like this feeling of being out of control.
Qin Molin held the purple translucent teacup with two slender fingers. His red lips fell on the edge of the teacup, but he was not in a hurry to drink the tea.
He squinted his eyes and tasted it carefully, with the fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth. Her faint and sweet taste lingered on his lips, and the tip of his nose traced the slight fragrance she left behind.
Later, Qin Molin simply closed his eyes.
Everything around him no longer seemed to be related to him, only Feng Xingying's aura.
She is like a blooming poppy flower, domineeringly breaking into your sight, attracting you so vividly that you can't help but let go.
But at the most unprepared moments, they will suddenly disappear without a trace.
He kept doing this for an unknown amount of time, and finally put down the tea cup and sighed softly.
Yunxiang was a little lost looking at it. He was worthy of being my lady’s man. Even his sighs were so charming!
"Have you learned any new dishes?" Qin Molin turned his head and looked at Yunxiang.
"Yes." Yunxiang was nervous for a moment and nodded quickly.
"Then let's try it."
"good!"
It's better to have something to be busy with than to feel oppressed by a great god.
Yunxiang was relieved and went to work on making food. Qin Shiyi also knew enough not to disturb His Highness Leng Wang, but went to help Yunxiang light the fire.
Zhima didn't dare to provoke Qin Molin, so he followed Yunxiang and curled up into a small black ball, trying to reduce his presence. What if Qin Eunuch felt threatened and wanted to kill his love rival in advance
Fortunately, Qin Molin still had his eyes closed, sitting there quietly and coldly, as if he was in another world.
His mind is on Feng Xingying now and he doesn't care what they do.