Feng Qin worked hard all night under his father's words and deeds. He held his face happily and confidently that this time he would be able to show the young man's heart towards him on the roast chicken.
He waited on this path for about an hour, and looked at the scenery in the mountains from dawn to early morning, and finally his eyes lit up and found the figure of the young man walking slowly, and suddenly jumped out.
Lin Zhizhi watched the grass swarming along the road and suddenly a small dough that was no different from yesterday—because he was too forgetful to study lighting up the barbecue skills, he forgot to change his clothes, and used an expression mixed with pride and shyness. Looking at himself, some hairs stand on end.
In addition to roasting chicken skills last night, Feng Shuang also taught stupid children some necessary skills for chasing their daughter-in-law: for example, be sure to let future Taoist companions see your mighty and domineering side, thus leaving your shadow in their hearts. ; Another example is to stick to him meticulously, you must have a thick skin, and let him get used to you...
Feng Qin heard it at the time and said that it was good, he raised his head and clenched his fists, and he must get back his sweetheart as soon as possible, and take him to the Xumi Illusion to show his father together. Even when waiting for someone, I thought that my left face was more handsome, and I had to use the left half of my face to show up later—but when I heard the footsteps, I was confused, and after jumping out, I looked at the black eyes of the young man, and only sighed out a sentence. : "See you again..."
"… "
"Well, I went back to practice yesterday, and I can already bake a delicious chicken. I'll bake it for you later." Feng Qin said this, and his emotions became high again, "It's delicious!"
Lin Zhizhi didn't quite understand Feng Qin's obsession, and just thought the child was too idle. At this time, he looked at the top of the other party's head plus plus minus minus - well, to be precise, only the favorability of plus -, thinking that he should find an opportunity to reveal his identity. In the past, he only thought that he had just saved Dough Dough, and he would not meet again in the future. But who knows that this child is getting more and more sticky now... It seems that there is really too little homework now. When he was his age, he was tightly grasped by Father Lin, forcing him to lay the foundation with Su Yu every day.
Seeing that the black-haired boy touched his nose noncommittally, and walked towards the mountain, Feng Qin followed him step by step, chatting and asking questions all the way.
In the days to come, Feng Qin accidentally recalled the past, only to feel that this time when he was still ignorant was what he missed the most, and even the dolphin was so cute when he wanted to come.
This man doesn't know any magic and just wants to keep himself by his side all the time. It doesn't matter what else, just look at him and be happy.
—Feng Qin looked at Lin Zhizhi like this. On top of a crystal, another person also looked at them lightly.
Xuanhua rested his cheeks with one hand, his long hair was hanging down beside the water mirror, and he was unparalleled in style. He looked at Xiao Fenghuang and stared at his little apprentice with enthusiasm, with no expression on his face.
Seeing his appearance, a person not far from him almost came out, slapped the chessboard in front of him with one hand, and shook the black and white chess pieces on it to the ground: "I didn't expect that you actually accepted an apprentice. , and secretly peeking at people, it really doesn't look like you at all."
This man was tall in blue shirts, handsome in appearance, and had long hair tied up with a black jade crown. He turned around and curiously wanted to bend over to look at the man on the water mirror, but was brushed off by Xuan Huayi's sleeve, and the water mirror turned back to its original shape and saw nothing.
"Tsk, you're still very protective? It's a disciple and not a lover, why don't you want me to see it? It's not like I can't give a greeting..." The man in the blue shirt sat back and tapped the Chaos chessboard with one finger, dissatisfied in his mouth. He muttered, "Hey, Xuanhua, you said, if those old guys knew that you were peeping at your apprentice with a water mirror, would you be pissed off? I remember the last time that the head of the family came to you to borrow a water mirror to seek out the traces of demon cultivation, and you were cold. She refused to take a face, and I ended up using it to peep at my disciples all day long—"
It was rare for him to find a single flaw in Xuanhua, and he suddenly became interested and kept zooming in, causing Lord Dao Zun to glance at him impatiently.
This glance was like pouring cold water, making the man speechless for a moment, and he couldn't speak no matter what, he was actually cursed with silence.
After getting quiet, Xuanhua turned his head and looked at the misty mist floating on the water mirror. Thinking about the appearance of the child who had been clinging to his little apprentice, a thought came to his mind: His idea was still right.
The little apprentice is diligent and talented. Everything is good, but there is one thing: it is really worrying.
Lin Zhiyi didn't know the thoughts of Lord Daoist. These days, he practiced basic swordsmanship through the guinea pig beast every day, and practiced in the lecture hall of the outer sect. He had not seen his master for many days, and he just wanted to go to Xuanhua for a compliment when he had finished his swordsmanship.
Feng Qin, who was in the beginning of his relationship, focused on the scene of Lin Zhizhi swinging his sword, completely unaware that the waiting time was so long. After the other party stopped the sword and came back, he was busy taking something from the Qiankun ring: "Are you hungry? I'll bake it for you."
Lin Zhizhi sat down beside him and watched Little Phoenix roll up his sleeves with enthusiasm.
Feng Qin shot out a cloud of cyan fire from the tip of his finger, as if facing a great enemy, he took out a roast chicken from the side and burned it on the fire, sweat dripping from the tip of his nose.
Hard work still pays off. Compared with the spicy chickens of yesterday, today's roast chicken has been formed in the different fire of the Feng Clan.
When it was finished, Xiao Dianzi smiled with his brows twitching, removed the strange fire, and handed the roast chicken to the black-haired boy who was watching. Watch him tear off a small piece of meat with his slender fingers and put it in his mouth.
Lin Zhizhi was born into a family, and even if he ate roasted chicken like a countryman, he still carried a noble arrogance.
—Feng Qin suddenly wanted to become that piece of meat, but he was bitten like this, tearing it up and swallowing it.
In this way, the two become one and can see him all the time.
Frankly speaking, based on so many foods that the young master of the Lin family has eaten, the taste of this roast chicken cannot even be called ordinary. Delicious.
But after Lin Zhizhi swallowed the piece of meat, he hesitated to think of Feng Qin's excited eyes, and said without changing his face, "It tastes pretty good."
Feng Qin's eyes shone brightly: "That's great! Then you eat a little more, if it's not enough, I'll bake it again."
Lin Zhizhi smiled and tore off the other half of the roast chicken and handed it back to Feng Qin: "You can eat it too."
The little dough didn't move when he took it, watching the boy continue to tear off the second piece of roast chicken.
After eating too much, the corners of the young Yinhong's mouth stained with some oil stains, adding some human touch to his usual indifference. Feng Qin moved his fingers, wanting to help the other party to erase it, but was inadvertently blocked by Lin Zhizhi. He wiped the edge of his lips with his cuff and wiped the oil stain away.
Feng Qin was a little disappointed: if his hands were quicker, he might have touched the corner of the other person's lips, and the touch must be very good—of course, he actually wanted to lick it with his tongue, if he could be a little bit more biased, it would be more than just the corners of the mouth. now...
Frustrated by the missed opportunity, Dough Dough pulled out a roasted chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, almost shedding tears of wide seaweed: This chicken, even if he relaxes his standards, can't be called a delicacy - Lin Zhizhi did not dislike it. After eating, I really deserve to be the person I like, gentle and careful, woohoo, how can there be such a good person in this world?
Seeing Feng Qin move his mouth, Lin Zhizhi paused and tilted his head to consider whether he should tell the other party his identity while he was now. Biting his lip, he opened his mouth and said to Feng Qin, "Actually, I..."
Before he had finished speaking, he saw his face wrinkled after eating the roast chicken, and his eyes were full of tears. He asked in amazement, "What's wrong?"
Feng Qin rubbed his face a few times, and wrote his emotion on his face: "You... you are so kind QAQ!"
Lin Zhizhi, who was inexplicably issued a good person card: "..."
"I will make persistent efforts when I go back, and continue to hone my skills! Another day, I will go to the chef in the mundane world to fight!" After Feng Qin was moved, he clenched his fists and made an oath.
Lin Zhizhi patted his head in a funny way: "My generation of cultivators should take cultivation seriously. It's just a chicken, just let it go."
Feng Qin never refuted any of Lin Zhizhi's words, although he made up his mind to continue roasting chicken in the future, he still nodded obediently in his mouth.
Soon after eating chicken on the mountain, Lin Zhizhi also cleaned up the guinea pigs, and the two returned to Luoxian Jianzong together at sunset. They were still on the steps of the outer door when they ran into a man in a blue shirt, it was Lan Zhen.
Lan Zhen followed Lan Tian, and the two of them were in a hurry, wanting to rush somewhere, and suddenly met Lin Zhizhi and the two of them on the second stairs.
He only saw Lin Zhizhi at first, he snorted coldly and was about to open his mouth to express some hatred, but caught a glimpse of Feng Qin out of the corner of his eye, his eyes widened, and his eyes wandered back and forth between Lin and Feng.
Seeing Lan Zhen's group, Feng Qin thought that they stopped when they saw him, and shouted impatiently, "What are you looking at me for?! Get out of the way, don't get in the way!"
As soon as the words came out, Xiao Dianzi puffed up his cheeks and covered his mouth, looked at Lin Zhizhi—damn, seeing that Lan Zhen was so annoyed that he inadvertently exposed his true nature in front of the teenager...
Lan Zhen couldn't understand the situation here. Before he could speak, he heard Lan Tian shouting loudly, "Feng Qin, have you finished teaching Lin Zhizhi and brought him to apologize?"
In fact, Lin Zhizhi, who really wanted to escape with Dough: "..."
Feng Qin, who didn't know what to do, said: "???"