There is no time in the mountains.

Feng Xingying and Qin Molin both cherished each other this reunion, but they were tired of it in the space for five days without realizing it.

Qin Molin's cooking skills became more and more sophisticated, and Nanming Lake fish was cooked by Qin Molin to create a unique flavor.

The meat of Nanming Lake fish is slightly thick and not delicious enough, but Qin Molin used the toughness of the meat to make a stew.

Feng Xingying was having a great time eating, but unfortunately Qin Molin only prepared Feng Xingying alone, and did not prepare it for her spirit beasts.

They seem to have opened up a knot in their hearts and have added a little more trust and understanding to each other.

When Feng Xingying experienced life and death, she finally let go of her modesty and confessed her heart:

"If you are willing to be with me, we can only have each other in our hearts. Not only in our hearts, but also around us, I know that you, the young masters in Linshan, are popular to take concubines, but I don't allow it.

If you have another woman, please tell me honestly. I will leave you forever."

If Feng Xingying's words were said to young men like Qin Zhou or An Qianmo, they might be regarded as a delusional joke. Because even if they could agree, their family would not agree.

But Qin Molin is different.

"Young Master? The only sons of Linshan are Qin Zhou, Qin Hui, and Qin Lu. What does it have to do with me?"

Qin Molin's slender fingers gently brushed across Feng Xingying's long fingers, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, and his voice was filled with a good mood:

"Did you ignore me because of this? I'm too unfair. Is there any compensation?"

"What compensation do you want?" Feng Xingying looked at Qin Molin vigilantly.

A smile appeared on Qin Molin's face, and his fingertips gently swept across her cheek: "Of course, I'll eat you."

Feng Xingying was so scared that she quickly escaped from the space.

At this time, Nanming Lake had completely changed its appearance.

The number of temporary tents set up around them is increasing, but there is no real information!

There are so many people from various sects in the Great Sixth Sect who are guarding here, but they have not found any trace of the Su family.

Seeing Qin Molin and Feng Xingying appear together, Old Ye grabbed Feng Xingying's arm and guarded against Qin Molin with a vigilant look. He did not forget to talk to Feng Xingying:

"Little girl, is he bullying you? You must tell grandpa."

"Grandpa?" Feng Xingying was a little silenced by this title, and was a little at a loss.

"I am very old and have no children. It depends on your little girl. Why don't you call me grandpa? I'm so sad." Old man Ye Qing looked desperate.

Feng Xingying was almost angrily excited by his little appearance.

What about the demeanor of a master? What about the dean of Star Academy?

"Just say it, you must be sure that there are tens of millions of people waiting in line to call you grandpa." Feng Xingying responded helplessly, and swallowed a little bit: It's more useful than you are here to be cute!

However, Old Ye grabbed Feng Xingying's arm and refused to let go: "I don't care, I just like you, I just want you to call me grandpa."

This old guy is malicious and cute, let alone quite cute.

"Grandpa." Feng Xingying spoke helplessly.

People who have experienced life and death suddenly see everything clearly.

Regardless of whether Mr. Ye recognizes her or not, no matter whether they have blood ties, there is no need to examine what he has ever had. He is willing to love her as a junior. She is willing to respect him at this time, which is enough. Why bother to care too much?
Chapter completed!