"Bah, I would rather not eat it than let you feed it." Feng Qing'er said fiercely, with disgust on her face.

Li Yong scratched his hair and chuckled: "There is another way."

"Humph, I won't listen." Feng Qing'er turned around and covered her ears, as if she was on the verge of collapse.

Li Yong said to himself: "I can conjure magic, maybe I can help you conjure a pair of chopsticks."

Feng Qing'er hesitated for a moment, shrugged her shoulders, and asked without looking back: "What is a spell?"

In Feng Qing'er's view, there are only magicians in the world, but he has never heard of people who can do magic.

Li Yong pondered for a moment and said calmly: "Let me explain it to you like this! Magic is all fake. It means hiding the items in advance to prevent others from discovering them, and then revealing them to others one by one. Spells, on the other hand, use power.

Transformation requires cultivation to a certain level. Just like me, I can barely make magic changes now."

In fact, Li Yong is still far from being able to make changes in spells, he just did it to deceive Feng Qing'er.

As a result, Feng Qing'er was fooled. She turned around in surprise and asked, "Is it true?"

"You don't believe me?" Li Yong asked calmly.

"What about you deserves my trust?" Feng Qing'er looked at Li Yong, and the more she looked at him, the more she felt that Li Yong was a liar.

The word "change of magic" is so new that no one would believe it.

Feng Qing'er's cousin Feng Lan'er was also obsessed with cultivation. Feng Qing'er often heard that Feng Lan'er was practicing inner strength, but she had never heard of anyone practicing magic power. Even her cousin-in-law Yang Changkong had never mentioned magic power.

She felt that Li Yong was really good at blowing, and his blowing was really weird.

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing. Since you can't trust me, then you should cooperate with me and see if I can conjure chopsticks for you." Li Yong said cheerfully: "As long as you are willing to cooperate, I can not only help you

You can conjure chopsticks, and you can also conjure other things. For example, garlic, chopped green onion! Beef! Canned food, etc..."

Feng Qing'er seemed to be persuaded. After thinking for a while, she asked: "Really?"

"As you saw just now, I must have conjured up this bowl of noodles!" Li Yong said with a proud look on his face: "Not only did I conjure up a bowl of noodles for you, but it was also smoking, making it a steaming bowl of noodles."

Feng Qing'er thought for a while and finally nodded: "Well, yes."

"Tell me! What do you want me to change into?" Li Yong asked with a smile.

"It's early in the morning, and I don't want to eat too greasy food. Just turn me into a pair of chopsticks and let me eat this bowl of clear soup noodles." Feng Qing'er thought to herself, but the chopsticks haven't turned out yet, so she said nothing else.

What's the use?

Li Yong stared at Feng Qing'er's breasts. Although they were not as big as Wang Li's, they were almost as big as a fish. Although such breasts were not big, they were delicate, elastic and sensitive.

.

Li Yong quickly came to the conclusion: good breasts. Beautiful breasts. Elastic breasts.

Nodding with satisfaction, Li Yong said seriously: "If you touch your left side, it will turn into chopsticks, and if you touch your right side, it will turn into soy milk. If you touch your top, it will turn into beef; if you touch your bottom, it will turn into red wine..."

When Feng Qing'er heard Li Yong's words, she felt like a spell. She hurriedly interrupted: "Then touch my left side!"

She stretched out her left hand and handed it to Li Yong. She wanted to see how Li Yong could conjure a pair of chopsticks. "Well, if I touch your hand, I can only conjure toothpicks." As she said that, Li Yong picked up Feng Qing'er.

I looked at my left hand. I saw that my hand was as soft as catkin, and my skin was as smooth as gelatin. She had good hands and good skin, and she took good care of herself. It seemed that she was a woman who had a lot of time.

With a thought, two tiny toothpicks appeared in Feng Qing'er's palm.

Looking at the thin and small toothpicks, Feng Qing'er frowned and said, "What I want are chopsticks."

"You can't turn your hands into chopsticks!" Li Yong showed a troubled expression and sighed: "The items you turn out are different depending on the place you touch. Didn't I just say that? The top can turn into beef, and the bottom can turn into beef.

Turn into red wine.”

"Where can I get chopsticks by touching them?" Feng Qing'er said with a straight face, thinking only about a pair of chopsticks.

Li Yong chuckled and pointed at Feng Qing'er's chest - the left breast.

"Bad guy." Feng Qing'er finally understood Li Yong's bad idea. He wanted to take advantage of her! This beast is too bold! This is one of the forbidden areas for women, and any intruders will be killed without mercy.

"A prize, a prize, a prize." Li Yong smiled and cupped his hands, looking like a knight who was doing justice without leaving his name.

Feng Qing'er almost went crazy and had to remind her: "I'm calling you a bad guy, not praising you."

"Men are not bad, women are not loving; when you call me bad, it is actually your love for me..." Li Yong has a cheerful face, always thinking the best of other people's malice. He is so optimistic, cheerful, and lively.

I feel that the world is really beautiful and all the people I meet are kind people.

"Bah." Feng Qing'er was very disdainful of this fallacy. She found that she had never done as much "bah" in her whole life as she did today. Ever since she saw Li Yong, she had been bahting non-stop, and her mouth was dry.

"Then do you still want chopsticks?" Li Yong asked with a smile without taking it seriously.

"Yes." How can we eat noodles without chopsticks? Feng Qing'er really can't think of any good way.

"Put your chest up." Li Yong said seriously: "It's just a touch, you won't get pregnant."

"You..." Feng Qing'er gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and then inhaled again. Then she shouted loudly: "Use your magic! It's not like you have no breasts. Isn't it the same as touching your own and turning into chopsticks?"

"

"I can't do it!" Li Yong said helplessly: "It's too small and can't be changed."

Feng Qing'er turned her head and looked at the aircraft cockpit. At this time, Baoyu was already driving the aircraft and flew into the blue sky. There was nothing wrong with Wang Li standing there. The most important thing was that Wang Li's breasts were bigger than hers.

All the ones are bigger; since the small one can't be changed, then the big one shouldn't be a problem! Feng Qing'er pointed to Wang Li and said: "Use hers."

"Hers doesn't work either. Only yours can be transformed." Li Yong said seriously.

"Why? Why is it that only mine can conjure chopsticks?" Feng Qing'er asked in confusion.

"Because your breasts are unique, unusual, and different." Li Yong used three idioms in a row, which made Feng Qing'er stunned for a while. She couldn't help but look at her breasts. She really didn't know what was so unique.

Breast is just a piece of meat! Aren’t we all the same?

Where is it unique? Where is it unusual? Where is it different?

However, it seems that being original, unusual and different are not derogatory terms!

Could it be that he was praised? However, Feng Qinger did not feel the joy of being praised at all.

"You must not lie to me." Feng Qing'er thought for a moment and suddenly said in a very serious tone: "If you lie to me, I will never be done with you. I'm warning you, my sister is an internally powerful warrior, and my brother-in-law is even more powerful, almost invincible in the world.

.If you dare to lie to me, I will tell them and they will not let you go."

Li Yong thought to himself: "Isn't your sister Feng Lan'er? Isn't your brother-in-law Yang Changkong? Feng Lan'er asked you to seduce me. That's good for you! She won't object to my brother picking up you. As for Yang,

Changkong will not object.'

Of course, Li Yong didn't need to explain so much to Feng Qing'er, he just chuckled and said: "I lied to you like a puppy."

At the same time, Li Yong had already barked twice in his heart.

Dogs are man's most loyal friends. This is not a curse at all.

"Okay!" Feng Qing'er finally pushed Su's chest up, finally making preparations for the sacrifice.

Oh drink, this scale is not small!

I looked small just now, but I didn’t look strong!

When you stand up now, it’s really spectacular?!

Li Yong originally wanted to touch her and pull her down, but now she wants to touch her a few more times.

Li Yong raised his hand, and under Feng Qing'er's angry gaze, Li Yong looked at Feng Qing'er with a victorious look. His palm fell down little by little, and finally he grabbed Su's chest on Feng Qing'er's left side.

Feng Qing'er's eyes were fixed on Li Yong's hands, but also on her own breasts.

She wanted to see how Li Yong conjured chopsticks.

However, after grabbing the chest with that hand, there was no response, and there was no response for a long time.

At this time, time passed extremely slowly, maybe just a few seconds. Feng Qing'er already felt like it was half a day.

I just couldn't help it! Feng Qing'er couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Change! Where are the chopsticks? Change it! If you can't change it, I will risk my life for you, I will fight for you, I will strangle you to death, and I will call the police...

…”

"Shh." Li Yong made a gesture of silence. He waited until Feng Qing'er stopped shouting and then said seriously: "If you keep yelling like this, I won't be able to change."

Can’t change? My breasts have been touched. If I can’t change, wouldn’t it be a big loss?

Feng Qing'er immediately closed her mouth and continued to stare at Li Yong's big hand. Fortunately, Li Yong's fingers didn't move randomly. If he pinched and touched randomly, she didn't want the chopsticks. She directly picked up the clear soup noodles and put them upside down on Li Yong's hands.

Head on bravely.

Take a deep breath, I endure it, I endure it, I endure it! The word “tolerance” is like a knife on my head! It really hurts.

After a few more seconds, Feng Qing'er went a little crazy when Li Yong still didn't respond.

She regretted that she had not done anything to ask how long it would take to make a pair of chopsticks.

If I had known it would take so long, I wouldn't have eaten it. The worst thing is, I won't eat this bowl of noodles.

It is really unbearable to suffer this crime!

Unable to bear it, Feng Qing'er asked again: "Why not yet? When can it be changed?"

Li Yong smiled lightly: "I was thinking about conjuring a pair of chopsticks for you."

"What chopsticks?" Feng Qing'er wanted to punch Li Yong on the head. What kind of chopsticks are there? Chopsticks are just chopsticks. They can only eat noodles. Why are you so clear about them? Can you still conjure up different styles of chopsticks produced by different manufacturers?

? Oh my god, please bypass me! I just want to have some noodles, I don’t have so many requirements!
Chapter completed!