Autumn will begin in a few days, and the weather will be unpredictable from sunny to cloudy, as inscrutable as people's hearts.

Lin Qing, who has a good body, has gradually become better in practice, and he is quite proficient in swordsmanship.

It stands to reason that practice needs to be accumulated over time, more than a few decades, and as little as three or five years before you can make a difference. However, the Wushuang swordsmanship is based on other internal swordsmanship, plus some tricky and subtle moves, so Lin Qing only needs to memorize the mental methods and moves on the sword book to achieve a small success, not to mention that she has Ning Canglan, a martial arts wizard, beside her to guide her, and the effect is even more incredible!

At noon, the sun is warm and occasionally a breeze blows.

"Xiaoqing, it's time to eat." An extremely magnetic male voice sounded, and Lin Qing suddenly stopped practicing the sword in his hand.

Walking quickly to the wooden table, one after another excellent dishes met Lin Qing's eyes one after another.

Ning Canglan, who was standing in front of the table, was wearing a crimson robe today, with high white hair, and there was no place on his body that exuded a bewitching and lazy atmosphere.

"Let's eat." Ning Canglan said softly, then pulled out the stool, sat down, picked up chopsticks, and ate.

Lin Qing didn't move for a long time, Engong's face has been seen for seven years, and it is still as good-looking as ever! Even the act of eating food is so pleasing to the eye that it's hard to take your eyes off!

"What, is there anything on my face?" Ning Canglan seemed to be a little uncomfortable being looked at by Lin Qing's direct gaze, stopped the movements in his hand and frowned at Lin Qing.

Lin Qing hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no." ”

Ning Canglan sighed, but there was an obviously disbelieving expression on his face.

In order to hide his embarrassment, Lin Qing hurriedly sat down and began to eat.

"Has Eun Gong changed his cook?" Lin Qing, who was halfway through the dish, wondered.

Ning Canglan looked stunned, "Change the cook?" The dish is not tasty? ”

"No, no, no, good! The taste of today's dishes is a little different, and the color, flavor and flavor are much better than usual, so Xiao Qingcai wanted to ask Engong if he had changed the cook. ”

"Yes, if you like it." Ning Canglan lowered his eyes and continued to eat slowly.

Lin Qing sighed, his heart was inexplicably a little sour, Engong must have seen that he had a poor appetite recently, so he found a chef with exquisite cooking skills to come over and let him eat more! In this case, how can he live up to the kindness of his father? Thinking of this, Lin Qing sped up his eating.

Looking at Lin Qing, who was sitting opposite and gobbling up, Ning Canglan silently hooked the corners of his mouth and said softly: "Eat slowly, don't choke." ”

Maybe it was because he was really hungry, or maybe because he felt something, in short, Lin Qing ate a number of meals that he had never had in seventeen years.

In the next few days, Lin Qing and Ning Canglan were still practicing swords in Lanxi Flower Valley, and the two of them recalled a lot of memories of the past. It was as if the days had gone back to the beginning. At that time, Lin Qing didn't go to Muhe Town, didn't meet Zhang Ziyan, didn't meet Zhao Mingsong, didn't know Jiang Shao, and there was only Ning Canglan in her world.

Up to now, there are many more people in Lin Qing's world, but none of them can compare to Ning Canglan's position in her heart. At first, because of what Ning Canglan said to her in Muhe Town, she was haunted for a long time, and even wanted to distance herself from him. But since Qiao Xinzhi and the **** of the Zuo Protector rebelled against him desperately to block a knife for him, she finally completely recognized her heart, and it turned out that she couldn't give up on him after all.

There is a feeling that, once you sink into it, you can't extricate yourself.

Originally, Lin Qing was reluctant to come to a place like the kitchen, but she couldn't say it clearly. But today she mustered up the courage to go into the kitchen, and she wanted to find the new chef who had been mysterious, and see who he really was!

In the past few days, Lin Qing has asked Ning Canglan many times about the cook who cooks, but Ning Canglan has been vaguely brought in, which makes Lin Qing more and more curious about the cook. At first, she suspected that the person who cooked the dishes was Ning Canglan, but as far as she knew, Ning Canglan had never cooked, so how could she make such a delicious meal? There must be a master chef by her side, but she hasn't seen the true face of that person.

Hiding behind the cabinet, Lin Qing silently waited for the arrival of the cook.

The sound of pushing the door sounded, and the wooden door creaked open, and a person walked in from outside the door.

This person is none other than Ning Canglan, the leader of the dignified Canglan Sect.

What is Eungong doing here? Lin Qing's doubts didn't last long, and soon she saw Ning Canglan roll up her sleeves and start washing rice, cooking, washing vegetables, and stir-frying. His flowing movements are amazing, and he is clearly a handsome man like an immortal, who doesn't seem to eat fireworks in the world, but he does things full of fireworks without any sense of disobedience.

It turns out that the 'cooking master' in my heart is actually Eungong! Lin Qing was both surprised and unbelievable, Engong could cook and he didn't know anything?

"Eun Gong." Lin Qing couldn't help but walk out from behind the cabinet and called in a low voice.

Ning Canglan's movements in his hands did not stop, with a somewhat playful smile on his face, "I was still thinking about how long Xiaoqing would hide behind the cabinet, but I didn't expect to come out so soon." ”

Lin Qing, who felt embarrassed, walked slowly in front of Ning Canglan, but his eyes didn't dare to fall on him. "I ...... I just wanted to see the new chef, but I didn't expect ......."

Ning Canglan sighed, and said, "And then?" ”

"I didn't expect that it was Engong who cooked, Xiaoqing was ashamed, and he actually said that Engong was a cook, how can the identity of a cook be compared with Engong! It's a little careless. Lin Qing, whose face was flushed, really wanted to find a hole to drill down at this moment.

"It doesn't matter, as Xiaoqing can see, Engong is indeed a cook, but he is Xiaoqing's cook." Ning Canglan, who put away his playful smile, said seriously.

Lin Qing, who heard this, was even more shocked, and hesitated: "It's just ...... Is it just my one-man cook? ”

"What a stupid girl, if it weren't for you, how could I have done this." Ning Canglan said with a smile.

At this moment, Lin Qing's eyes suddenly became sour. It seemed that there were many things to say, and the words finally condensed into a sigh.

Cook for her and cook by herself, is Engong trying to please her? But she didn't reject this kind of flattery at all, and even a little lucky. After all, he is still a little special in his heart, otherwise how can he be treated like this?

Lin Qing really wanted to hug Ning Canglan, even if he didn't say anything.

Seven years is just a flick of a finger in the long road of life, but it has occupied all of Lin Qing's memory. A man like Ning Canglan is already as eye-catching as the darling of the heavens, and in her world, he is even more like a god.

Lin Qing, who didn't dare to reach out and touch Ning Canglan, was embraced by Ning Canglan without warning.

"Some time ago, it was not good for Engong, and I shouldn't have said those words to Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing...... Can you forgive your father? Perhaps because he had never bowed his head to others, Ning Canglan's apology was very stiff.

Lin Qing finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried loudly.

"Xiao Qing ......" Ning Canglan was a little overwhelmed by her crying, "The meal is almost ready, let's go eat first, and then cry later?" ”

"Crying later? Engong really can't coax girls! Hearing this, Lin Qing withdrew from Ning Canglan's arms and began to help clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Ning Canglan felt helpless, chuckled and waved his hand: "Except for a silly girl who loves to cry, Engong doesn't need to coax other women. ”

Lin Qing felt that she was about to drown in Ning Canglan's tenderness, and at this moment there was only one sentence hovering in her heart: "If you can, I hope Engong will never coax other women." ”