When a table of food is ready, the claws of several spirit beasts can hardly be controlled. Yishu·yk

If it weren't for Qin Molin, they wouldn't have been so honest.

Now I have to wait. Qin Molin’s rule is to use chopsticks only when the dishes are served. If anyone moves in advance, there will be no food to eat. Except Feng Xingying.

Fortunately, Feng Xingying was a little conscientious and did not tease the stomachs of the spirit beasts, and waited with them.

When the last dish was served, Qin Molin first picked up chopsticks for Feng Xingying to eat each dish, and the spirit beasts began to snatch it.

Even Qin Molin couldn't help but have a big appetite and ate some with Feng Xingying.

Huangfu Yinian felt the most obvious, and said with inferiority: "The cooking skills of masters and disciples have never reached your level."

"Well, when you have someone you like and love in your heart, you will make progress. Yishu yka, let's start feeding these three spirits to you tomorrow."

"Oh." Huangfu Yinian wanted to say, Master, I kept feeding them before you woke up, but I was disliked so much.

However, no matter how disgusted they are, they are used to Qin Molin's style. Qin Molin is not as easy to talk to as Yun Xiang. Occasionally, they are always filled with Feng Xingying's glory, so it is impossible for them to cook for them every day.

If you have a perfect idea, it will be much better than sesame.

Feng Xingying's strength has recovered, and the rest depends on time to accumulate. She has little appetite now, and food can no longer be transformed into motivation to help her recover.

So most of this table still fell into the mouths of three spirit beasts and one master.

They were still gathering together to grab food, and Feng Xingying had been abducted by Qin Molin to another space of Qin Molin's star space.

After ten years of unmanagement, Qin Molin's space is a little different, and it seems that many new species have been nurtured. Many spiritual plants and spirit beasts have also appeared, but there are no humans.

The hut that originally belonged to them was still the same as before, and even the furnishings had not changed at all. This is also a forbidden place in Qin Molin's space, and no spiritual beast can get close to it.

"Xingying, I miss you, have you missed me?" Qin Molin's eyes were filled with burning flames, as if he wanted to ignite people at any time.

Feng Xingying was indeed ignited by his flames, just like a sea in his heart, which spread and burned after being burned by his flames.

"Yes, I miss you. In fact, no matter where time and space are in, as long as we are together, I can tolerate it. The only thing I can't stand is that I don't have you."

Feng Xingying has a restrained personality and is rarely said so many things in one breath.

Her words were like raindrops, drop after drop, dripping into Qin Molin's heart lake, causing ripples that would not dissipate for a long time.

He said nothing, but just expressed his longing with actions.

If you love, please love it deeply.

That's what he thinks: if you love a woman, you must make her the happiest woman, not only life, mood, but also the nourishment of love.

Their two hearts floated and fell with their bodies, as if to make up for the longing that they had been together day and night but could not see each other for a day, but they were always the pain of awakening and confusing each other every day.

"Qin Molin." Deep in the love, she shouted his name over and over again, as if she wanted to engrave all this into her soul.

But he was silent all the time, expressing his lovesickness over and over again.

Time seemed to flow rapidly between them, and he was so greedy that he didn't want to be separated from her for a moment.

When the love is deep, the star stone continues to rotate, guiding the stars in the sky.
Chapter completed!