Cheng Yanqiu was caught in the show in one second, shy and teasing.
The wind sang like a voluptuous young man, and his index finger raised Cheng Yanqiu’s chin, making him look at him.
“He’s a beauty.”
In a word, Feng Yin fell down his fingers and turned around to leave.
Cheng Yanqiu changed from shyness to domineering in one second, and grabbed Feng Yin’s wrist with one hand.
Feng Yin was afraid of hurting Cheng Yanqiu, so he turned around along inertia and approached Cheng Yanqiu’s arms.
Only at this time did Feng Yin realize that Cheng Yanqiu was actually much taller.
Cheng Yanqiu stared at Feng Yin’s red lips with a strong gaze, and asked with a twitch: “Is that OK?”
He clearly saw Feng Yin rolling his eyes to him, and the next was the counterattack time that turned against the enemy.
“Remember, don’t ask.”
Feng Yin put his arms around Cheng Yanqiu’s neck with one hand, and kissed him down.
Cheng Yanqiu’s eyes flashed through his success, and was missed by Feng Yin who closed his eyes.
Sixty seconds later, Feng Yin came out of Cheng Yanqiu’s arms, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at Cheng Yanqiu.
“It turns out to be a beautiful fox with a charming mind.”
“Your Majesty, do you like it?”
Cheng Yanqiu didn’t mind being seen through by Feng Yin. He liked the fun of two people fighting around, and only Feng Yin could see through him at a glance. Cooperating with him was a kind of spiritual harmony.
“I am very happy, my beloved concubine continues to work hard.”
The two of them were no longer making trouble. Feng Yin made dinner for Cheng Yanqiu, and Cheng Yanqiu did what he could to wash vegetables.
As for the others, he is really not good at it.
“You said, do I want to learn to cook?”
Cheng Yanqiu’s question was exchanged for Feng Yin’s denial.
“No, you have money, just hire someone to cook delicious food.”
“But don’t you want to have a meal made by your boyfriend himself?”
Feng Yin thought about Cheng Yanqiu’s unfamiliarity with the kitchen and shook her head, “I don’t want to be afraid of death.”