But how did he know that this was not the reason for the rough lines at all, but that Miaomiao had not signed a contract with Feng Caitian at all, and Feng Caitian had no such intentions, and had always treated Miaomiao as his sister.

"It's not the time yet." Liu Yihan smiled bitterly, wonderful things, not to mention Feng Caitian, the master, even the people they get along with can't accept it. What's more, Miao Miao died after saving him, he really didn't have the courage, and he didn't know what to say in order to make Tian Tian understand him.

"Alas...," Ice Scale sighed, "It's always time to come, now that woman will definitely go to the Fengtian Continent in a month, and then you will have to go back with the master, you won't want to wait for 10,000 years, and finally make trouble because of this incident, right?" Besides, don't forget, there is still a person in the Fengtian Continent who is also waiting for Sister Xuan's reincarnation. ”

Liu Yihan's eyes sank, "I won't let him have a chance!" ”

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Sleepless nights.

The morning in northern Xinjiang came very early, and the blue sky was like a sapphire that had just been washed with clear water, and under the fire-like sunlight, it refracted the dazzling brilliance.

Feng Caitian slept very sweetly this night, and I don't know if it was because of the smell of willow and cold grass on the quilt, but after five o'clock, Feng Caitian stretched himself and walked out of the tent.

"Why don't you sleep more?" In the swaying smoke, Liu Yihan put down the long soup spoon and walked over.

"I'm not tired, I've slept well anyway." Feng Caitian shrugged his shoulders energetically, looking refreshed and complacent.

Liu Yihan smiled softly, "Then rest for a while, I made porridge, and you can eat it in a while!" ”

"You can also make porridge?" Feng Caitian blinked, and he didn't believe that Liu Yihan would do this. Doesn't it mean that the gentleman is far away from the cook's Mai?

"Isn't that weird?" Liu Yihan nodded warmly.

Cooking is really not a difficult task for him.

Although he has been the young master of my cocoon since he was a child, it stands to reason that he should be clothed and fed since he was a child, but this is not the case.

When his father established him as the young master of my cocoon on the first day, the first thing he taught him was not what the secret method of cultivation, the art of control, or the gift of loyalty, but the cultivation of his ** nature.

It can be said that he has eaten everything since he was a child.

Even eventually, he learned to cook......

"Let's go, it should be almost!" Liu Yihan said, and walked towards the swaying smoke.

I have to say that this is the most primitive way of cooking, and it is not a big fire crackling, but because it is made of fire ore, even if there is smoke, it does not make people feel that it is difficult to breathe.

Above the fire, there was a brown, casserole-like pot, hanging from a wrist-thick triangular wooden rack, and the refreshing aroma of white lotus constantly overflowed from the hot mist.

"Try it, my craft should be good." After a while, Liu Yihan took off the casserole, scooped a bowl of porridge, and put it in a wooden basin filled with ice on the side to chill it for a while, and after making sure that the porridge in the bowl was not hot, he handed it to Feng Caitian.

"Then you're welcome." At this time, there were only the two of them, Feng Caitian wanted to shirk it and wait for the others to eat together, but when the porridge was close to his nose, Feng Caitian suddenly had a feeling of hunger, and he was not polite at the moment, so he took the bowl and ate it.

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