After saying goodbye to his sweetheart, Feng Qin went straight to the store in a hurry and bought all kinds of spirit beast meat—the key was chicken, and then returned to the Xumi Illusion Realm with this pile of ingredients.
His own barbecue skills are not good enough, but he still needs to trouble his sweetheart to "suffer and suffer" to bake something for himself. Feng Qin is unwilling to accept such a failure no matter what, he is so perfect, so good, how can he not even do this little thing it is good
- He is just not familiar with it. He has never roasted chicken with the real fire of his life since he was a child. No one can do it all at once. Well, yes, he just lacks exercise!
Xiao Dianzi is ambitious, motivated to work hard, work hard to bake the best roast chicken, and then present a treasure to his sweetheart. The sweetheart will definitely be very happy and will praise him - hehe~ If there is a kiss, it will be even better!
Thinking about it in my mind, there was a rippling blush on the face of the little dough, but the nose smelled a burnt smell, and suddenly, the happy little face was elongated into a big black face.
—He, he just got distracted! It's not a failure!
Fiercely tossing the roasted chicken nuggets aside, Feng Qin rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms that were as white as lotus roots, and picked out another chicken to continue his efforts.
When Yao Xiu Fengshuang returned from the secret realm and stepped into his cave, his first reaction was to stop and sniff—what's the matter with the smell of this room? Wouldn't it be his stupid son who roasted himself? !
The Phoenix family was born to be close to each other, but Feng Qin was still young, and he was fond of him like a pearl. Feng Shuang, who was heartbroken for her stupid son, went straight to the courtyard where Feng Qin lived. As soon as she entered the door, she was choked by the smoky air inside. She hurriedly waved her sleeves to disperse the smoky atmosphere in the room. .
Then, he saw that his stupid son was like a defeated rooster. His fair face was covered in black and gray, and the hem of his clothes, which was always gorgeous and clean, was also full of flesh. The scorched ashes and oil stains made Feng Shuang completely invisible.
Originally wanted to teach the stupid son a lesson, but seeing Feng Qin's pitiful appearance, Feng Shuang couldn't bear it anymore. He turned his head and glanced at the pile of grotesque failures on the ground, and coughed lightly: "Qin'er what's wrong? How to use the true fire of life in training?"
Feng Qin glanced at his father resentfully, his small mouth twitched, and his big black and white eyes looked a little teary.
Feng Shuang twitched the corners of her mouth, walked over and sat down beside her stupid son—of course, the premise was that the mess was cleaned up—then asked earnestly, "Tell me, what the hell are you doing?"
"...roasted chicken." Feng Qin replied in a low voice, "I want to roast chicken for that person, but...I can't bake it well no matter how much I practice..."
- What about geniuses? Said that the phoenix is born to control fire? ! You can't even handle a roast chicken, what kind of trouble is this going to make? !
Hearing Feng Qin say this, Feng Shuang suddenly widened his eyes, and Jun Yi's face was suddenly filled with worry: "Erza, you are still so young, so you have someone you like?"
Feng Qin's face flushed, and she was shy, but nodded firmly.
"What is that person like?" Feng Shuang asked, with a warm and generous tone, which was very able to arouse the desire to talk to others, but Feng Qin naturally couldn't resist the temptation of his father, and now he knew his sweetheart and almost fell in love (… ). The process was all said and done, and the pink bubbles that had just opened in love were scattered all over the body.
Feng Shuang nodded slightly as she listened. Although she felt that her son was too young to fall in love, she could never do anything about love. As an enlightened parent, as long as the other party did not use her own family A son, a wicked scheming villain, he will not beat the mandarin ducks.
From Feng Qin's description, his sweetheart is a beautiful and powerful sword cultivator. His personality seems a little cold, but his essence is gentle and kind. He knows that Feng Qin's identity is a phoenix, but he can treat him with a normal heart, neither arrogant nor humble. Overall a good kid.
- Of course, you can just listen to the description of the stupid son who fell in love. As for the true character of the other party, he has to wait for him to check and verify it in person.
Even though that young man just used his stupid son as a mobile firearm, and tried to taste the roast chicken roasted by the real fire of Phoenix's life, he simply ignored the Phoenix family. But... who didn't do a few frivolous things when they were young? In order to chase after the sweetheart, what is the face of the phoenix? Compared with Taoist companions and descendants, it is not worth mentioning at all!
For the time being, there was a question mark about the character of the foolish son's sweetheart, but it was rare for Feng Qin to be so persistent in wanting to do one thing - or pursue a Taoist companion - he, a father, couldn't stand by. Feng Shuang lifted her sleeves gracefully, stretched out her hand towards Feng Qin, and hooked her fingers slightly: "Bring out a chicken for my father, and teach you how to roast a chicken for my father!"
Feng Qin: "..."
Feng Qin's little face almost cracked in shock. In his eyes, his father has always been a proud, dazzling, noble and elegant existence, and has nothing to do with roast chicken, but now this familiar attitude is really a human being. Invisible.
"Father... you... know how to roast chicken?" Little Doughnut's eyes widened in disbelief, but he obediently took out a plucked chicken from the Qiankun ring.
"Naturally. When you were chasing your mother for your father, you had to use the real fire of your life to bake something for her. You know, the real fire of the Phoenix family is the most noble fire in the world, and the taste of the baked things is also the same. Excellent." Feng Shuang neatly skewered the chicken on the grill and ignited a real fire, "As the saying goes, 'If you want to capture the heart of a Taoist companion, you must first grab his stomach'. The Phoenix family is rare in number. When the other party falls in love with the food you bake and can't leave it, where will he find another phoenix who is willing to grill for him? Naturally, we will obediently take us home~ Phoenix family, when chasing Taoist companions, eight out of ten Nine are all this trick, simple and practical, one hit is sure to hit!"
"Ooooooooooooooooo!" Xiao Dianzi heard his eyes light up, and could not wait to start the Phoenix Clan's food trapping plan immediately, and he was even more motivated to learn how to barbecue.
Under the guidance of the old driver Feng Shuang, after a whole night of tireless practice, Feng Qin finally learned how to roast chicken - although it is not perfect, it is enough to fool people. What's more, isn't it also an alternative romance to let your sweetheart accompany you and witness you make roast chicken more delicious little by little
With the encouragement of his father, Feng Qin, who had not slept all night but was still refreshed, filled the Qiankun Ring with all kinds of meat again. Change your mind and fall in love with yourself.
So, when Lin Zhizhi, who had a good night's sleep, set off from Luoxian Jianzong to Heyan Mountain again, and planned to continue his task of cleaning up the guinea pig beasts, he met Feng Qin who had been waiting on the road again, and was greeted by the other party's extremely shining and full of guinea pigs. It was the expectant eyes that froze for a moment.
- I don't know why, I always feel that my back is a little hairy, as if something unlucky is staring at it...