Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 717 Qin Molin's Experience 7
Practicing with Qin Molin, Feng Xingying not only has a more stable spiritual realm, but even her star power, which has not been going well, has become more and more sensitive.

Another day, 13-year-old Qin Molin.

The greenness on his face faded a bit, and began to wear a bit of coldness unique to King Leng.

In the afternoon, Qin Molin finished training half an hour early.

"Where are you going?" Feng Xingying asked.

He kept a cold face and didn't answer.

Very good, very Qin Molin.

Feng Xingying had long been used to Qin Molin's way of getting along.

He didn't answer, she just followed.

It wasn't until Feng Xingying saw Qin Molin's wood spiritual power condensed into thousands of strands deep into the water, catching fish with great fanfare, that she knew that this guy remembered to make fish for her.

Qin Molin is probably a perfectionist.

He actually picked out the whole net of fish one by one, and after picking out three that he thought were fat, thin, and the most suitable size, he turned around and went back.

He obviously didn't turn his head, but he seemed to have eyes behind his back.

"I haven't come back yet, do you want to feed the fish?"

This was obviously said to Feng Xingying.

The corner of Feng Xingying's lips curled into a smile, His Royal Highness Leng Wang didn't seem as cold as he imagined.

At least he still cares if she keeps up.

Feng Xingying pursed her lips and obediently followed behind Qin Molin.

"What did you dream about last night?"

"Actually, it's nothing. It's all boring stuff. Are you sure you want to listen?"

"Sure. I'll listen if you're willing to say it." Feng Xingying tilted her head playfully.

He slowed down in a good mood, and told her about the "dream" in detail.

In fact, Qin Molin himself knew that the so-called "dream" was his reality, and the current him was truly immersed in the dream.

"There seems to be nothing wrong, it's quite substantial. Why are you frowning?"

"Why, you haven't shown up yet." Qin Molin was a little annoyed: "Obviously, I should have known you since I was a child."

"Oh?" A helpless smile floated on the corner of Feng Xingying's lips: "Then did you forget me?"

"No way!" Qin Molin almost blew his hair, but quickly recovered his composure.

He has really grown up.

It was his first time to cook fish, and what he made was fish soup. After a lot of fuss, the food he made was barely edible.

But what he imagined helping Feng Xingying remove the fishbone can really be saved.

Because Qin Molin actually used the method of boiling chicken soup to make fish soup, and the cooking time was so long that all the fish meat fell off the fishbone and melted into the soup.

Looking at the empty fishbone skeleton, Qin Molin was a little helpless.

Especially seeing Feng Xingying sipping soup, he said angrily:
"When I'm 16, I'll marry you."

"what?"

"That's it!" He clenched his already big fists.

Only then did Feng Xingying realize that the boy in front of him was already taller than her.

She didn't dare to answer, so she drank the soup obediently, for fear that if she offended this guy, he would throw her down desperately.

"Is the fish soup delicious?" Qin Molin asked.

"Mm. The taste is very good." Feng Xingying nodded.

"Then should you reward me?" He approached her step by step, with a hint of dangerous emotion in his eyes.

"Huh?" Feng Xingying was still confused.

He had already grasped her hand in his palm, leading her: "Let's go. Go to practice."

"Oh."

His hand became hotter because of touching her, like a hot water bag, ironing her until it was as warm as water in the cool night wind.

Feng Xingying lowered her head, allowing him to hold her hand and move forward together.

None of them spoke again.

(End of this chapter)