Even Long Siqing had never called Feng Sijun so affectionately, but now he called it out from Qi Yu's mouth, and Feng Sijun just frowned in displeasure, without saying anything to stop him or refusing.
It feels like there is some unspeakable ambiguity in her attitude toward Qi Yu.
actually not.
She just felt helpless about Qi Yu's rogue appearance and knew that no matter how she stopped or refused him, he would not change as long as she didn't kill him.
I still remember that half a month ago, when Qi Yu called her "Xiao Feng'er" for the first time, she drew her sword and opened a deep bloody hole on Qi Yu's neck and gave her a stern warning, but Qi Yu didn't listen at all.
, but continued to shout without fear of death.
In the end, she had no choice but to compromise and pretend not to hear.
And this kind of helpless compromise had happened too many times during the more than a month that she and Qi Yu had been on the road.
For example, we watched the sunset together, watched the sunrise together, walked together under an oil-paper umbrella under the drizzle, cooked and ate breakfast together, and endured Qi Yu's endless flirtatious words.
In order for Qi Yu to reveal the murderer of Long Siqing, she could only endure it again and again.
However, when you compromise on something too many times, it may become a habit.
For example, when Qi Yu asked her to stop and look at the sunset for the first time, she was only angry and wanted to slap Qi Yu to death. She had no intention of enjoying the sunset.
But now, not only can she enjoy the beautiful sunset calmly, she even allows Qi Yu to sit next to her.
Habits are sometimes a terrible thing, because they can change a person unconsciously, without being noticed by the person at all.
When the person who has been changed suddenly realizes it, perhaps the change has already penetrated into the bones and become a real habit.
It will be difficult to break the habit.
However, Feng Sijun is not the only one getting used to it, Qi Yu is also getting used to it.
Just talk about making breakfast.
Before that, he didn't even know which way to open the door of his kitchen, let alone go down to the kitchen to cook.
At first, he just came up with the idea on a whim, thinking that making breakfast for Feng Sijun with his own hands might impress her, but what he made was a pot of black and smoking horrible things, which even the dogs were stunned to see.
Shaking his head and breaking into a cold sweat.
He felt so humiliated that he decided to get up from where he fell, regain his face, and let Feng Sijun see his sincerity.
So by constantly learning from Feng Sijun, and then practicing and exploring on his own, now he can cook fragrant, glutinous and soft white rice porridge, and burst into puffs of water.
Crispy fried dough sticks, steamed soft and delicious steamed buns, etc.
Even now, if he doesn't make breakfast for Feng Sijun in the morning, he feels uncomfortable all over.
If you tell the Qi family that their prince has learned to cook and gets up before dawn every morning to cook for women, they will probably be more willing to believe that the sun rises from the west today.
Under the influence of helpless compromises, forced habits, proactive changes and other factors, a subtle element is quietly growing between the two.
The biggest manifestation is that Feng Sijun no longer hates Qi Yu as much as he did at the beginning.
But Feng Sijun himself didn't notice it.
"Actually, there is no need for you to bypass Qijia City. I said I would not summon my family, so I definitely won't. I have never told you a lie."
"Such a detour will take at least five or six days of walking."
Qi Yu said to Feng Sijun while putting away the pots and pans.
Originally, they could reach the Jingnan Mountains by the shortest route by going straight south through the boundaries of Qijia City. However, Feng Sijun was worried that Qi Yu would secretly send a message to his ancestors when passing by the main city of Qijia City, so he chose to bypass the main city of Qijia City.
"If you can concentrate on your journey and stop doing these messy things, we can reach the Jingnan Mountains in ten days without us." Feng Sijun replied.
"Ah, I understand." Qi Yu automatically ignored Feng Sijun's words and smiled happily: "Xiao Feng'er, you must be reluctant to end this wonderful journey, so you found an excuse to take a detour and wanted to go with me.
Is it right to stay a little longer?”
"Are you daydreaming? I wish you could disappear in front of me immediately!"
Feng Sijun sneered coldly.
She had already figured out some of Qi Yu's temperament. When faced with such a shameless question, she must not remain silent, let alone give him a good look, otherwise he would immediately climb up the ladder and become even more shameless.
Sure enough, when Feng Sijun sneered coldly, the smile on Qi Yu's face immediately froze, he lowered his head and let out a long sigh, saying: "Xiao Feng'er, you are so heartless, my heart has been broken by you.
hole."
Feng Sijun ignored him with a cold face.
The next moment, the depressed and sad expression on Qi Yu's face turned into a look of determination. He looked at Feng Sijun and said affectionately: "It doesn't matter, even if you hurt me in pieces, my love for you will still be the same."
It won't change, you will always be the goddess in my heart. I believe that one day, your cold heart will be melted by my sincere and passionate love."
Feng Sijun sighed helplessly and said: "Don't be nervous and hurry up.
Bar."
She has to face Qi Yu's sudden love words every day and has long been used to it.
Although she was completely uninterested in Qi Yu's love words and was even disgusted with them, she had to admit that Qi Yu's mouth was like honey. If she was a woman who was full of yearning for love, she would definitely not be able to withstand Qi Yu's love words.
offensive.
…
The third day of May, late spring and early summer.
After fifty-five days, Qi Yu and Feng Sijun finally arrived at the Jingnan Mountains.
In fact, with Feng Sijun's speed, if not for the delay on Qiyu Road, they would have been able to fly from Paradise City to the Jingnan Mountains in less than a month.
The sky is overcast and rain is coming.
"Why--"
Qi Yu put away the pots and pans, looked at the gloomy sky and sighed.
His mood was as bad as the gloomy sky above him.
Because if you walk deeper into the Jingnan Mountains for half a day, you will reach your destination, and after arriving at the destination, the relationship that he and Feng Sijun have cultivated with great difficulty is likely to break down.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Sijun asked.
"We are about to reach our destination, and I feel very sad thinking that you will leave me soon."
Qi Yu said in a low voice.
"If you can tell me the murderer of my husband as a friend, we can become very good friends." Feng Sijun said.
It means asking Qiyu not to make rude requests.
Qi Yu shook his head and said: "I don't want to be friends with you, I want you to be my wife."
"Impossible!" Feng Sijun flatly refused, with a decisive tone, not giving Qi Yu any room for fantasy.
Qi Yu turned around and faced Feng Sijun, staring at Feng Sijun's cold eyes that were thousands of miles away. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light shot out from the slits in his eyes, like a hungry wolf in sheep's clothing about to reveal itself.
Fierce fangs.
But after staring at Feng Sijun for a while, he suddenly grinned, suppressed the coldness in his eyes, and then took the initiative to start on his way for the first time.
"right here."
At noon, Qi Yu, who was flying in front, suddenly stopped and pointed at the bare ruins ahead.
The bare ruins ahead are the battlefield left by the white tiger fight between Long Siqing and Zhang Xiaozu, as well as Qi Yu and Zhou Jianlai.
Although seven or eight months have passed, their power and holy power still remain in the land, so the land is barren and bare.
If no one takes care of it, this battlefield may not grow vegetation for more than ten years.