"Continuing with the topic just now, tell me what Feilai Peak looks like?"

Qin Feng's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his fingers to tease the sleepy treasure-hunting squirrel.

"The terrain of Feilai Peak is dangerous, and it is difficult for ordinary mortals to climb it. It is divided into two parts. The top is controlled by my brother, and the middle peak, Rose Valley, is controlled by me."

She opened the crystal glazed cake and placed it on her slender jade legs. While tasting it, the junior aunt lowered her head and explained to Qin Feng.

"I see."

"learn."

Qin Feng let go of the fingers teasing the treasure-hunting squirrel's chin and smiled.

This blue enchantress is far smarter than expected, at least better than that idiot Lin Shiyin.

The information revealed is all insignificant.

"May I have your name?"

"Lan Ji."

"It's a very nice name. It's as beautiful as a rose. Can I make a friend?"

Qin Feng nodded.

Looking at the side, the young auntie had finished eating a box of crystal glazed cakes.

He took out another box and placed it on the bluestone in the middle, gesturing for the other party to pick it up.

"friend?"

The junior aunt looked at Qin Feng with a complicated expression. She always felt something strange, but she couldn't explain it.

"Wipe the corners of your mouth, the cake crumbs are stuck to it." Qin Feng took out a handkerchief and handed it to the junior aunt.

Hearing the words, the young master's aunt suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Stretch out your fingers as white as green onions and wipe them across the corners of your lips, then put them into your mouth.

A hint of sweetness reverberated in her mouth, and she couldn't help but raise her eyes.

The blue roses on the head gave off a faint light, and a pair of slender jade legs could not help but rub gently.

The air is filled with the rich fragrance of flowers that cannot be bloomed.

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth curled up, and his buttocks moved silently in the direction of his junior aunt.

"There's more, eat slowly. I'm usually very withdrawn. Can you talk to me?"

Qin Feng showed a confused and bitter smile and handed him a box of crystal glazed cakes.

"Master Qin is lonely?"

The junior aunt blinked her clear eyes, covered her mouth and looked at Qin Feng in disbelief.

"Yes, I am lonely and have social phobia."

"Social phobia? What does it mean?"

"When talking to people, I can't look directly at them because of shyness and fear."

Qin Feng explained expressionlessly.

"I understand."

The little junior aunt showed a look of sudden realization!

No wonder Master Qin's eyes always fall on his legs and the pit of his heart.

It turns out it’s because of social phobia!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Qin Feng with pity.

She stayed in Rose Valley for hundreds of years and was very lonely until she met Lin Shiyin, her brother's apprentice who came down from the mountain to take over.

The other person will always tell me about the beauty of the world, such as delicious candied haws.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have followed him and sneaked out of Feilai Peak.

Taking the cake from Qin Feng's hand, the junior aunt couldn't help but smile.

Maybe.

This Mr. Qin is not as bad as he thought.

Skillfully unpacking the box, she held an umbrella in one hand and a wooden spoon in the other, happily scooping it into her mouth.

The slender jade legs swayed gently, creating several dizzying outlines.

"My umbrella is big, I'll hold it. It's too troublesome for you to eat the cake with one hand."

Qin Feng moved his buttocks and quickly came to the side of his junior aunt. He raised the black oil-paper umbrella in his hand and said softly.

"But…"

Holding a wooden spoon in her mouth, the little aunt couldn't help but scratch the blue roses on her head.

She always felt that there was something wrong with this.

"But what, aren't we friends?"

Qin Feng took the oil-paper umbrella from her hand and raised the black umbrella in her hand to block it in the sky.

Shadows began to fall.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin."

The junior aunt smiled sheepishly, held the cake box and started eating.

Indeed, using two hands is much more convenient.

It is very convenient to hold it with one hand and operate it with the other hand.

"fine."

Smelling the rich fragrance of roses around him, Qin Feng's eyes fell on the other party's crystal lips that closed from time to time.

It's pretty, but it's also very loose and easy to pry open.

It’s easy to get familiar with the clichés, and provides specific information about Feilaifeng.

While chatting with the other party, Qin Feng inexplicably thought of his reliable senior brother.

The other party inherited Prime Minister Cao's will of fire.

If we find out that there is a vague sentiment between Lin Shiyin and his junior aunt.

Is that okay? I will definitely try to find ways to get Lin Shiyin and seize the little master's aunt.

The perfect stepping stone for villains in previous life novels, um, big brother.

The elder brother was killed.

The second senior brother, who was on the wrong side of him but actually sympathized with each other, was furious and was determined to kill Lin Shiyin.

After thinking wildly for a while, Qin Feng couldn't help but smile and praised his idea.

…

"Mr. Qin, do you also like to plant flowers?"

Taking out a handkerchief and wiping the white cream and black caramel crumbs from the corner of her mouth, the little auntie looked at Qin Feng with her clear eyes.

"I like to enjoy flowers, but I don't like to plant flowers. Daisies and the like are quite beautiful."

"I love the chrysanthemum that emerges from the mud but is not stained, washes clear ripples without being evil, is straight in the middle and straight to the outside, does not creep or branch."

"I didn't expect Mr. Qin to be able to recite poems and write poems."

"It's amazing!"

After lowering her head and tasting it carefully, the little junior aunt nodded seriously.

Although she couldn't quite understand it, she still felt great.

"Appreciating the beautiful chrysanthemums together, the humility of the literati and poets, this song is my own creation of "Love Chrysanthemums"

Qin Feng said lightly.

"You are the rose demon. I will also write a poem for you. Do you want to hear it?"

"Really!"

The junior aunt was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask.

Qin Feng nodded, cleared his throat and said:

"Jasmine and roses are as fresh and fragrant as plum blossoms."

"What a beautiful poem! Although I don't understand it, it feels great!"

"Master Qin is not only excellent at craftsmanship, but he is also a man of culture!"

She scratched her head in embarrassment, and the junior aunt looked ashamed.

Why are you so stupid!

"Oh! I finally found you! My slave Jin Youfu pays homage to the Governor!"

Qin Feng frowned and looked at an old eunuch not far away holding a fly whisk.

Give yourself some more time.
Chapter completed!