Eternal Love

   Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen Lost Heart (1)

[Qin State] is famous for its beautiful landscapes. Although the territory of the country is small, because of its picturesque scenery, there will be long-term visits by foreign tourists and poets. Therefore, tourism has become an important income of the country; come to [Qin State] Most of the people are elegant people, plus the beautiful land, so [Qin Guo] is also called the "sage paradise"; one thing, although [Qin Guo] is a small country, it maintains a very friendly relationship with many countries No one is willing to destroy this rare'paradise', and because of the virtues of the monarch of [Qin Guo], the reputation of [Qin Guo] has always been well received. For many people who have nothing to fight against, this place is the last. A piece of "pure land".

An elegant villa stands between the mountains, forests and fields. From the exterior to the interior, the structure is all refined. You can see the good taste of the owner in the villa; in a pavilion next to a small lotus pond, a white figure is lying By the guardrail of the pavilion, it looks a little lazy, but you can tell who this person is from her figure; yes, it is Yinyin, her face is placed on the arm lying on the guardrail with her hands folded, her eyes can't blink. I blink, my eyes are blurred and I don’t know what I’m looking at, I just keep my eyes open...

   "What are you thinking about?"

As a white figure approached, a familiar voice rang in her ears. Feng Qinghan almost spoke to Yinyin’s ears, and the voice was very soft; Yinyin did not speak, and to be precise, there was no reaction at all. Surprised for the arrival of Feng Qinghan.

   "I just brought some pastries, would you like to have some?"

I didn’t feel dissatisfied with Yinyin’s silence. She seemed to have gotten used to it. She placed her hands lightly on Yinyin’s thin shoulders and continued to speak; Yinyin still did not respond, Feng Qinghan still did not express her dissatisfaction, her smile remained, gently She turned Yinyin around, and Yinyin turned around cooperatively, and then brought her to the stone table in the pavilion to sit down.

After Fu Yinyin sat firmly, Feng Qinghan sat beside Yinyin, and took a piece of pastry from the tray on the table to Yinyin's mouth, and Yinyin subconsciously picked it up with her hands. Avoided, and then smiled: "I'll feed you."

  Just a word, Yinyin did not insist anymore, leaned slightly, opened her mouth and took a small bite on the cake that was brought to her mouth by the wind.

  Looking at Yinyin after eating Feng Qinghan, the smile on her face seemed to be thicker, and she said softly: "How?"

"Ok."

  Yinyin has never been stingy with her own words, but at this time she only uttered a word, responding like a puppet, but Feng Qinghan seemed to be satisfied with that.

   "I will try it too."

  Speaking, Feng Qinghan put the pastry that Yinyin had bitten in his hand into his mouth, chewed slowly, and then swallowed it, and then said: "Well, it's good, but it's not as good as Yinyin's."

   Yinyin did not express any praise for Feng Qinghan, and her expression remained indifferent.

   "Some more?"

Although I was asking, I reached out to the pastry tray, fetched another kind of pastry, and then brought it to Yinyin's mouth, as if already knowing that Yinyin would not refuse, it was indeed the case, and Yinyin was right again. Feng Qinghan opened his mouth to the cakes.

Watching Yinyin with satisfaction as she eats the pastry in her hands, the smile on Feng Qinghan’s face becomes more gentle, and then repeats, until after eating every special pastry on the table and eating almost the same, Feng Qinghan only Send Yinyin's last leftover pastry into her own mouth without any waste.

   "By the way, how do you feel after staying for a few days?"

I just finished eating the cakes, and brought the poured tea to Yinyin's hand while asking. If the tea was fed, Yinyin would choke on it, so I usually let Yinyin drink it by herself. Of course, it would be sent to Yinyin thoughtfully before the wind and cold. There is another way to feed her; Feng Qinghan would be happy, but which method is commonly used will attract Yinyin's dissatisfaction, so Feng Qinghan will not upset Yinyin for this.

   "Well, it's okay."

Yinyin murmured as she held the tea to her mouth. She couldn't hear the slightest ups and downs in her tone. Then she started drinking tea. The temperature of the tea received from Feng Qinghan was just right every time, and the tea was also brewed. It is very good, without bitterness, and with the right water temperature in the right season, it tastes very soft.

  "Yes, it’s okay. The terrain and location here are pretty good, especially the beautiful scenery of the accessories can be collected under your eyes, and the air is fresh. The only thing I am afraid is that this is not a hidden forest, it is easy to be found."

Feng Qinghan quickly responded to Yinyin’s words. It’s not an exaggeration to say that Yinyin’s words did not fluctuate much; to Feng Qinghan’s words, Yinyin didn’t respond again, as if he didn’t hear it. , Just holding the teacup and sipping slowly.

   "But it's not bad, you get angry occasionally when people come and go, what do you think?"

"Ok."

   "If Yinyin doesn't like it, then we will go to the next place tomorrow."

"Ok."

   "Or leave today?"

"Ok."

   "No, let's leave tomorrow, take a break today, and get enough energy before going on the road."

"Ok."

  Several questions in a row, Yinyin's answers were very numb, with no color in her tone, but the wind was cold and lifeless, and the smile on her face was still not subtracted or faded.

   "You, are you really listening?"

  It’s not hard to hear that Feng Qinghan’s tone and words are full of petting. She stretched out her hand to hold Yinyin’s hand in her hand, seemingly angry, but without the slightest anger, some just petting.