The sunset is about to leave, and darkness is slowly coming.

Late at night, full moon.

The white moonlight is covered with a white light coat for Canglong Island isolated on the vast ocean, and the clouds and mists around the mountain stream are becoming beautiful because of the moonlight.

On the second peak.

The insects are chirping, the birds are chirping, and the frogs are jumping.

In the brand new wooden house, the lights were jumping and the yellow light projected the figures of Qin Feng and Ye Dongqing onto the small paper-paste window.

Inside the house.

Qin Feng and Ye Dongqing looked at each other, and they were both sitting on the edge of the bed, and the atmosphere was a little quiet for a moment.

There must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain, but when things come, they are timid.

It is undoubtedly appropriate to use this sentence to describe Qin Feng’s mood at this moment.

Looking at the unparalleled beauty in front of him, Qin Feng was excited and didn't know how to express his mood at this moment, but he wanted to express something.

I want to speak but stop, but I want to speak but stop.

However, Ye Dongqing, in comparison, became much more generous.

She looked at Qin Feng lightly, her face as if she was flat, neither shocked nor angry, and a speechless look flashed from time to time in her eyes.

It seemed like saying: Watch your performance, see when you can perform! "Huh--" After a while, Qin Feng let out a heavy sigh, looked up at Ye Dongqing, and finally said, "Can you understand my current mood?"

Ye Dongqing: "It should be visible."

"It seems you don't understand very much."

Qin Feng shook his head and said, "You won't understand how attractive you are to me, and you won't understand how much suffering I have experienced in the past few months, because... you are not a man."

Ye Dongqing frowned and said nothing.

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "You won't be able to become a man in the six reincarnations, right?"

Ye Dongqing's eyes sterned: "Are you disgusting me?"

Qin Feng: "It's a sloppy."

The atmosphere immediately became deserted.

Qin Feng secretly blamed himself for his owed words. How could he be so imaginative?

Ye Dongqing's rejuvenation is just a concentrating or concentrating. When she returns to her infancy, her gender will not change at all. It is too exaggerated to reincarnate as a man.

Qin Feng shook his head, hurriedly put aside these unnecessary thoughts, and then secretly let out a few breaths to soothe his surging mood.

This is inevitable.

After all, the one sitting in front of me at this time was a magical woman of 187 years old, several times older than me. Although she was not inferior to any eighteen-year-old girl in terms of appearance, she inevitably felt under a lot of pressure in her psychology.

Qin Feng is no exception.

Don’t ask why Qin Feng was brave last time. He drank last time, did he drink this time?

Under great pressure, even an old man like Qin Feng felt like he had no idea how to start, for a while, for fear that an inappropriate person would be angered by the old man who turned against him and said that he would turn against him.

This "old man" is still a life-seeking state, which is even more fearful! But just when Qin Feng was unable to ride a tiger.

Suddenly, Qin Feng felt a small hand as tender as water, placed on the back of his hand and scratched it gently twice.

Qin Feng's sword-browed eyebrows.

At the same time, Ye Dongqing's gentle voice also reached her ears: "It's dark."

Qin Feng nodded in a daze: "Well, it's dark."

Ye Dongqing looked at Qin Feng, smiled sweetly, and approached gently.

Overthrow, oppress.

...This is a very subtle feeling.

Although it was not the first time, what Qin Feng felt this time was completely different from the first time.

It has little to do with the changes in relationships.

What's more, it's mentally awake.

Last time, I drank a lot of wine, and my spiritual sense was inevitably affected. This time, both of them remained awake, whether it was touch, vision, or even taste, or smell, all of them were at their peak.

So much so that Qin Feng could see it very clearly.

The intuitive visual experience is shocking.

He thought more than once, was Bobowei, who was far away from the end of the world, or was Sister Dong Qing in front of him better?

After countless personal tests and aftertastes of the palm, Qin Feng came up with the answer.

Sister Dongqing is the real invincible.

Although the visual effect is hard to tell if the winner is half a pound or eight, after all, Ye Dongqing is much taller than Qin Wei. In similar proportions, there is naturally a gap in scale.

Speaking of which, it is also what is missing.

I don’t know what happened to Bobowei now, but what happened to Xiao Qinshan... Oh, I’m distracted.

Sister Dongqing, don’t hit me!… As the saying goes, a woman is like a wolf at thirty and a tiger at thirty.

Ye Dongqing is 187 years old, and she is really not comparable to ordinary women.

Although she was very novice in this regard, she was only the second time, not the drunken time.

But she still conquered Qin Feng.

After Xiao Yaojing and Saodie, the second woman to conquer Qin Feng.

Why the second one?

Anyway, it's the second one... Qin Feng is very tired, so he slept soundly.

It's time to dawn.

Some scorching sunlight shines on Qin Feng's face through the paper-paste window.

The local warmth made Qin Feng feel uncomfortable. He frowned slightly, and in a daze, he felt empty in his arms, and a strong fragrance came... Qin Feng gently opened his eyes and saw that the room was empty.

He suddenly stood up, and Qin Feng subconsciously felt a little worried: "I can't eat it all and don't recognize people, right?"

It’s hard to say about older women! In a panic, Qin Feng’s eyes were circulating, but he soon saw a very beautiful figure on the cliff outside the wooden house, as if he was busy with something.

Of course Ye Dongqing.

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, then he was stunned and frowned slightly: "What is she cooking?"

Qin Feng took a deep breath.

As a chef god and a miracle doctor, Qin Feng only heard the breath, and learned from it the identity of the ingredients.

Or it can also be said to be medicinal materials.

Angelica, deer antler, wolfberry, wild ginseng... Almost all common health medicinal herbs are all in one go! Qin Feng's face darkened on the spot, and he was so angry that he didn't even have time to wear clothes and shoes, so he hurried out: "Ye Dongqing, what do you mean, a woman?

You...you're just playing with fire!!"

Ye Dongqing, who was stewing soup by the cliff, was holding a spoon in her hand and slanted over her body. Looking at Qin Feng with an angry face, a gentle smile appeared on her face: "Did you wake up so early?"

A gentle smile makes people feel soft-hearted.

Qin Feng came to Ye Dongqing and looked at the gentleness and love that was rare on her face, and the anger in her heart could not be rushed out at once.

But he was still very angry.

Qin Feng looked down at the health soup and said angrily: "Ye Dongqing, what are you doing?"

"Create nutritious breakfast for you, can't you tell?"
Chapter completed!