"My man's cooking skills are naturally not bad." Feng Xingying smiled so hard that his eyebrows were bent, and then suddenly woke up:

"Qin Molin. Is it time for you to bake the cake?"

"One minute left." Qin Molin pulled the corner of his lips. He had a strong sense of time. How could he make a mistake?

"Minute?" Ji Jue was puzzled.

"It is a method of calculating time, which is popular in our Shenhuang Island." Feng Xingying responded to Ji Jue's words casually.

The precise term for minute is Qin Molin's dream of Feng Xingying and learned from Feng Xingying's world. This statement made him very satisfied. At least it was very useful when making desserts.

What satisfied Qin Molin the most was that Feng Xingying was willing to let him understand her world and was willing to share the deepest secrets in his heart with him.

This feeling is more meaningful than the word minute itself.

Ji Jue was silent. This was their world, and it was not his.

He was like a bystander, quietly admiring his and her sweetness.

But it was strange that his heart was inexplicably calmed down. Isn’t it his greatest wish before when she is alive and she lives happily?

When the dessert was served, Feng Xingying took the initiative to divide them into small pieces with a wooden knife, and did not forget to give Ji Jue two pieces: "Try it quickly. Qin Molin is a genius. Not only can he make baking machines, but his skills in making cakes are unique. This is a cheesecake, which Yun Xida6 does not have. Do you try it? I am really afraid that you will fall in love with him if you eat too much."

After Feng Xingying said that, he took the initiative to take another piece and fed it to Qin Molin with his own hands.

Qin Molin was not greedy, but he would not refuse Feng Xingying feeds him. He just ate the small cheesecake with Feng Xingying's hand, then rolled his tongue and rolled off the cake residue on Feng Xingying's fingers bit by bit.

When Feng Xingying was teased like this in front of outsiders, her face turned red and she glanced at Qin Molin charmingly.

Qin Molin no longer teased her and continued to cook food for Feng Xingying.

Qin Molin is really an active food machine, and it is the type that does not require any effort and uses several clones to do everything.

Originally, Qin Molin used wood spiritual power to separate branches like octopus to do it, but now that he has awakened the power of the gods, he can become a real person clone.

He knew that Feng Xingying also liked his beauty, so he felt that it was good to tempt Feng Xingying with a few pleasing selfs.

So later, Qin Molin cooked with clones, and Feng Xingying could see several Qin Molins being busy at the same time, and she felt sweet in her heart.

Soon, there was a new delicacy in front of Ji Jue, and Feng Xingying himself went to pick a few spiritual fruits and came back to entertain him.

Such a life is quiet and peaceful, which makes Ji Jue envious.

He suddenly realized that he and her missed it and could never get into her heart again.

"Feng Xingying, let's be brothers and sisters again." Ji Jue suddenly spoke.

"Ah?" Feng Xingying was a little stunned, then looked straight at Ji Jue.

His eyes were calm and sincere, not like he was a fake.

"Okay." Feng Xingying nodded: "We will burn incense and become sworn brothers later, and let you taste the fine wine I have brewed for thousands of years."

"good!"

"But in my heart, Qin Molin is the first, mother is the second, you can only be at the back. If you dare to do something to hurt them, I will kill you with my own hands." Although Feng Xingying smiled and said such cruel words, it was definitely not a joke.

"I promise you." Ji Jue nodded.
Chapter completed!