"What about you, what will you look like in 20 years?"

Feng Cheng stood no more than three steps away from her, the warm sunlight shining in through the window, falling right on his beautiful eyebrows, reflecting his dark brown pupils.

My 20 years later...?

Su Tingbai looked at Feng Cheng's eyes full of expectation, and his heart suddenly shrank fiercely.

She has a thousand years of life, 20 years is just a very short period of time in her long life, the years will not leave a trace on her, even if it is another hundred years, her appearance will not change half a point, she will always stay at this beautiful age, can be inherited......

After 20 years, Feng Cheng will marry a wife and have children, will form a new family, will live the life he wants, and then slowly grow old, and finally become a handful of loess......

Thinking of this, Su Tingbai breathed a sigh of relief, and the airflow around her body also vibrated slightly because of her mood fluctuations, and the hot oil in the pot couldn't bear the pressure, and splashed violently-

"Shhh

Feng Cheng's face changed, and he immediately stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, turned on the faucet, and rinsed her hand under the cool flowing water.

"I'll do it myself!" Su Tingbai's face turned red, and he couldn't care about the pain, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that his wrist was tightly grasped by Feng Cheng and couldn't move.

"It's been scalded like this, and it's still moving!" Feng Cheng frowned, his tone was more serious than ever.

Su Tingbai was so frightened that he shrunk his neck and didn't dare to move.

Feng Cheng carefully rinsed the oil stains on Su Tingbai's hands, and reached under the faucet with the other hand to hold hers, trapping her small hand firmly in his palm, revealing only the reddened area.

Su Tingbai's hand was instantly wrapped in warmth, his fingers curled up in his somewhat rough palm, and he moved uncomfortably, "Brother Cheng, what are you doing here.....

"The water is cold in winter, and I'm afraid of freezing you. Feng Cheng frowned, held her hand tighter, and used the warmth of his palm to separate the cold of the water, but his hand was red from the cold, "Fortunately, it's just a first-degree burn, first ten minutes, and then I'll get you ice cubes and then apply scalding cream." ”

"I'm fine, I just look seriously ......"

Feng Cheng glanced at her, "You are an actor, in case you have a scar...", he paused, and suddenly remembered that she was a demon, it is estimated that this injury is nothing, and he was a little helpless, he sighed secretly in his heart, and had to forcibly change the topic, "In the future, you should pay more attention in the kitchen, if you splash oil, sprinkle some salt in the oil or turn off the fire first and then put the ingredients, no matter what, safety first, you know?"

Su Tingbai stared at the side of his face, his eyelashes trembled, and he let out a soft "um".

*

Chu Yi woke up before the lunch was served, although he was still a little confused, but he looked at least much more energetic than in the morning, and sat at the dining table happily watching Su Tingbai and Feng Cheng cooperate with each other to set up the tableware.

He raised his wrist to his mouth and whispered, "Marshmallow, this is my sister and future brother-in-law." ”

Forced to take such a name that did not match its lofty identity, the "Regent" machine spirit was helpless, slowly floated out of the bell, and subconsciously rolled his eyes after hearing Chu Yi call himself so, stopped in his ear, looked at the two people busy in the kitchen, pointed to Feng Cheng's back and said suspiciously: "That's your brother-in-law? Why do I feel that his breath is a little familiar......

"Of course," Chu Yi stretched out his finger and poked its round body, "I used to play at my brother-in-law's house, of course you are familiar with his breath!"

Marshmallow tilted her head, and was about to say something, but she saw Su Tingbai suddenly turn around, was startled, and hurriedly drilled back into the "regent".

Su Tingbai glanced strangely in the direction of the first year of junior high school.

She just seemed to feel that there was a sudden fluctuation of spiritual power in her house, extremely weak, so weak that she almost ignored it.

She frowned slightly, picked up a dish and walked to the restaurant, opened a celestial eye and scanned around, but found nothing unusual.

Su Tingbai blinked suspiciously, could it be that he felt wrong?

She pretended to be casual and walked back to the kitchen, then jerked back, half-squinted her eyes, and took another quick glance around the room.

Except for a puzzled junior one, there were no other living creatures in the restaurant, and it seemed that it might just be a rare spiritual power fluctuation in the air. This time, Su Tingbai put his mind at ease, served the rice with Feng Cheng, and prepared for lunch.

The machine spirit shrunk in the "regent" patted his small chest, and looked afraid, "Mom, this woman is really terrifying, scared me to death, scared me to death......"

*

After the meal, Feng Cheng still stayed at Su Tingbai's house, saying that he wanted to observe her burns and tell her about his family by the way.

The two of them sat on the balcony basking in the sun, each with a rocking chair, and there was a Soviet-style health tea on the small table in the middle, which was steaming hot.

Feng Cheng said lightly: "My family of six, my father is an entrepreneur, my mother used to be a famous lady, there is an older brother who is seven years older than me, and my sister-in-law is three years older than my brother, and the two of them gave birth to a little demon king in the mixed world." ”

In the afternoon, when Su Tingbai was sleepy, she secretly covered her mouth and yawned, "Brother Cheng, your family must be very lively during the New Year." ”

"Well, it will definitely be more lively if you go this year," Feng Cheng took a sip of tea, "And the elders, my grandparents opened a farmhouse in their hometown in the north, and my grandparents live in the old mansion in the south......"

Feng Cheng said and suddenly moved, his voice stopped abruptly, and he turned his head to look at Su Tingbai, who had fallen asleep at some point.

She tilted her head slightly, her arms lazily resting on the armrests, and the blanket was loosely wrapped around her waist.

This scene really coincides with the recording of "Leisurely Pastoral Home", Feng Cheng looked at her pink cheeks and crow-like eyelashes in the sun, smiled lightly, and softly added the words that he didn't finish just now, "These elders, I'll take you to see you later." ”

He got up lightly, slowly put down Su Tingbai's rocking chair, pulled the blanket on her body up, and lowered the visor just to prevent the sun from shining on her face.

Su Tingbai snorted, changed his comfortable posture, turned sideways in the direction of Feng Cheng, pillowed his head on his hands, and shrank slightly, like a cute little beast.

Feng Cheng was so cute that his heart was about to melt, and he squatted down and looked at her extraordinarily soft sleeping face. At such a close distance, his heart suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently touch her eyelashes, as if he was not satisfied, his index finger touched the tip of her nose and lightly clicked, seeing that she was not awake, he had to slide down inch by inch, and landed on her slightly pursed lips.

The touch was unexpectedly soft, and the whole person was tense instantly, his pupils shook, and he even held his breath subconsciously.

After a while, he slowly moved his fingers, rubbing them over her lips very lightly and slowly, tracing the shape of her lips......

Feng Cheng's eyes fell on the place where his fingers met her lips, his eyebrows drooped slightly, the color at the bottom of his eyes was dark and deep, and the Adam's apple slid up and down uneasily.

The closer he got, the breath smelled, and he seemed to have felt the warm sweet scent of her......

Suddenly.

"Brother Feng!" Chu Yi's voice came from the living room.

This sound exploded in Feng Cheng's ears like thunder, and he suddenly woke up like a dream, only to find that a thin layer of sweat had broken out of his head, and the whole person was as hot as if he had just come out of the steamer.

He quickly got up, but his movements were abrupt, and he pulled his pants unnaturally and walked quickly into the living room, "What's wrong?"

After hearing his footsteps, Su Tingbai's eyelashes trembled slightly, his body shrank, and he buried his head in the blanket, and a layer of crimson quickly spread on his pink cheeks.