When Feng Jiao started to get busy, Ling Yuan sat on the chair in the kitchen, reading a book and accompanying her.

His little cook chopped the fish into minced meat with quick movements, probably because she was in a good mood, and she sang while making noodles.

"You are the content of the beginning of the poem and the end of the fairy tale. You are a miracle of course, you are the beauty of the moonlight. You are Santa's gift to me, good boy. You are a scoop of water in the three thousand beautiful worlds, my ......"

Ling Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Jiao.

Like the last time she sang "Ode to a Millennial Recipe", he had never heard it.

The tune and lyrics of the song are also strange.

However, he felt that because of the sweet voice of the little chef, even if the song sounded a little strange, it was very pleasant.

Until he heard her sing the lyrics.

"So let me get a little closer, because you're too warm. I'll be a little stronger a little bit stronger because you're too soft. Exchange ring finger gold contracts and give each other years. He said that he would hold hands from now on, because he had to go a long way. ”

Ling Yuan couldn't help but frown.

What does it mean for the little chef to sing this song?!

Who is she going to hold hands with in the future, and who is she going to walk far with?!

Finding that Ling Yuan was attracted by his singing, Feng Jiao lowered her head, and in those drooping eyes, there was a cunning light like a little fox, and the plan was successful.

She deliberately chose this song "Hook Finger Oath" to sing to a certain meow fairy, hoping that he could more or less understand what she was thinking, what she thought about the day, and what she dreamed of the night through the lyrics.

"You are the marker of my adventures, to find. You are the thread that separates my life and connects them. You are looking back a thousand times in your past life, holding hands with reverence. You are all the rest, my world. ”

After listening to this paragraph, Ling Yuan felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

The little chef is in such a good mood, isn't it because she met Xue Yan today?!

So...... The song just now, she sang it for Xue Yan?

Her moonlight is so beautiful, her weak water is three thousand, the person she wants to hold hands and walk together, the dividing line of her life, the thousands of times she looks back in her previous life, her world, could it be that Xue Yan?!

Thinking of this, Ling Yuan suddenly had a sense of crisis in his heart that his most precious treasure was about to be snatched away by others.

He stood up suddenly, teleported, and came to Feng Jiao, even ignoring the fact that she still had flour on her hands, and grabbed her hand: "Why do you want to sing such a song?" ”

What he actually wants to ask is, who are you singing this song to?

But he couldn't ask.

Holding her little floured hand in his hand, he felt a trepidation in his heart that he had never felt before.

"Huh?" Feng Jiao was stunned for a moment, looked at Ling Yuan with some surprise and said, "I just feel that I am in a good mood today, sing casually, where is there why." ”

She didn't pull her hand out of his, but looked into his eyes and smiled slightly: "Ah Ling, the name of this song is "Hook Finger Oath". Do you think this song is good? ”

"Are you in a good mood and can sing this song because you met Xue Yan today?" He endured and endured, but he still didn't hold back, and asked out.