"No, Qin Molin, I'm hungry. I want to eat!. Feng Xingying hurriedly changed his words.

"I know, you're going to eat me. "Qin Molin has already been provoked by her, how can he let her go again?

"You did it on purpose!"

"Well, I just did it on purpose. Qin Molin's voice was like a dream.

A fireworks-like exchange, like a dream.

In the depths of love, the voice of Feng Xingying overflowed full, like a meteor shower, sprinkled all over the starry land.

……

After that, Feng Xingying fell into a deep sleep.

She was really tired, her current spiritual power and physical strength were the shortcomings of Feng Xingying, and she was actually entangled with Qin Molin, and she couldn't let her reabsorb her spiritual power, and she actually made her sleepy.

When Feng Xingying fell asleep, Qin Molin withdrew the enchantment.

He took out all kinds of furniture, flowers and trees that Feng Xingying was used to in the space, as well as her favorite Nanming Lake spirit fish, and even pots and spoons, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

The curious seventeenth senior brother happened to visit, so he simply gave Qin Molin a hand to help the cook, Qin Molin was not stingy with his cooking skills, and taught a few more people, and when he was not there in the future, Feng Xingying could also eat delicious food.

And Mantou is really a good boy, and he went to hunt two medium-sized spirit beasts for Feng Xingying, just waiting for cooking to make up for Feng Xingying's body.

"Why is my master so edible? "Mantou sometimes can't help but marvel, it's not used to having one more man for the owner.

Because of the enchantment set up by Qin Molin before, even steamed buns couldn't come in, and the little guy was sad, and he always felt that its owner was someone else's, not its.

Therefore, the steamed bun is not small hostile to Qin Molin, and after Feng Xingying wakes up, he has to smooth the little temper of the steamed bun.

Not to mention, for a foodie spirit animal, perhaps the greatest dignity is that even food can't tempt it!

Qin Molin's cooking skills, even Feng Xingying couldn't help but applaud, this spirit beast can actually withstand the pressure, and he doesn't eat what Qin Molin makes, it really has backbone.

So Feng Xingying had to patiently explain to Mantou the relationship between her and Qin Molin.

"He's my husband, the closest person in my life, and I'm looking for him. ”

"If you have a man, you don't want me. The steamed bun puffed out his little face, and his round body was full of the word "angry". Angry even more round.

"What kind of person am I?!" Feng Xingying really didn't know how to explain the relationship between men and women, and between people and spirit beasts to a spirit beast.

But I can't stand the high IQ of Feng Xingying, and I can't explain it with a low IQ animal, of course, I have to learn to guide.

Feng Xingying said: "He is my man, so he is also your master, so there will be two people to protect you, accompany you, and cook food for you from now on."

For example, if I am sick, he will take care of you for me. Without him, you'd be hungry, and maybe begging someone to take care of me.

Wouldn't it be better for you to have one more person?"

The steamed bun always felt that it didn't like Qin Molin, but what the owner said made sense.

What's more, Feng Xingying is now carrying a skewer of grilled fish to tempt it: "It is said that cats love fish the most, don't you want to taste it?"

"I'm a divine beast, a divine beast, a divine beast!! I'm not a low-level creature like a cat!" Mantou angrily pointed at Feng Xingying.

"Okay, okay, I know, the great divine beast Mantou-sama. Feng Xingying followed it funny, the character of the steamed bun is a bit like sesame, but it is more arrogant than sesame, anyway, it all depends on coaxing.

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