Chapter 799 Thoughts Are Always Impure
In this regard, the West Temple is a little dissatisfied, and plans to have time to talk to Chasing the Sun.
After chasing the sun and pulling Bei Miao away, he took a few more glances at the West Ancestral Hall.
Although the expression of the West Shrine looked the same as before, the chasing sun who grew up with the West Shrine was very clear that the West Shrine was angry.
After seeing that the West Temple was angry, Chasing the Sun was a little depressed.
He did see that the West Temple was looking at Bei Miao before he pulled Bei Miao away.
What is there to be angry about in the West Temple?
I haven't apologized to Bei Miao until now, what's there to be angry about?
After chasing the sun a few more times, he didn't want to look at it, so he grilled fish with Bei Miao.
Fu Ling put some spices in the space, which was used when grilling fish, and the grilled fish was very fragrant.
Because it is grilled, it is a little charred on the outside, but the fish on the inside is very tender and has a very good taste.
"Feng Zhuo." Fu Ling handed the good fish to Feng Zhuo, his eyebrows were crooked, and he said with a light smile: "Eat it." β
"I haven't baked it for you in a long time."
Feng Zhuo looked at the fish in Fu Ling's hand, took it, and said, "Ah Ling, do you know what I like to eat the most?" β
Fu Ling raised his eyebrows: "Grilled fish? β
A smile flashed in Feng Zhuo's purple eyes, and then he said, "Wrong." β
When Fu Ling heard this, he was even more surprised.
According to the love story routine skill, shouldn't you say, 'I like to eat your grilled fish the most?' β
Why not?
"What's that?"
Feng Zhuo leaned over and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "You." β
Warm breath sprayed in her ears, a low and deep voice, and the feeling of a blow made her receive a double critical blow.
Sure enough, it's a routine.
It's just that Feng Zhuo's routine is a little higher.
Although he was teased, Fu Ling still maintained his calmness, and quietly flirted back: "How can you like it if you haven't eaten it?" β
Feng Zhuo probably didn't expect Fu Ling to say this, he was stunned at first, and then laughed.
I couldn't stop laughing, and I laughed very happily.
Most of the time, Feng Zhuo didn't smile on his face, or rather, Feng Zhuo only smiled when he faced Fu Ling, and rarely smiled in front of others.
But I have to admit that Feng Zhuo looked good when he smiled, and for a moment, it seemed as if the ice and snow were melting.
The rest of the people saw Feng Zhuo smiling so happily, and they all looked at it, and they were very curious: "Feng Zhuo, what's wrong?" β
Feng Zhuo restrained his smile when he saw the others looking at it, but the smile in his eyes was still obvious: "Second brother, it's okay." β
Ye Mingxuan looked at Feng Zhuo, then at Fu Ling, and saw that the two were looking at each other affectionately, and suddenly didn't want to ask.
I always feel like I'll eat a mouthful of dog food if I ask again.
The rest of the people saw Feng Zhuo put away the smile on his face, and quickly looked away.
Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling, his purple eyes smiled, and said gently: "I will eat it." β
Fu Ling raised his eyebrows and replied incomprehensibly: "It's early." β
"I'll be patient."
"Then we'll see."
"But before then, I'll eat something else." After Feng Zhuo finished speaking, he raised his hand and tapped his lips.
Feng Zhuo's fingers are beautiful.
When the slender fingers tapped the flap of his lips, the spirit felt like sinning.
Alas......
I have been single for too many years, and my thoughts are always impure.
"Eat fish." At this, the Whisk paused, then jerked up and looked at the lake.
The rest of the people were shocked when they saw Fu Ling suddenly get up.
Ye Mingyuan saw Fu Ling's solemn face and asked, "What's wrong?" β
"Akabane hasn't come up yet." "She's been down for a long time. β
Half an hour had passed since she pretended to catch the fish, to grilled the fish, to several people eating the fish.