My wife is a sword god

Qin Feng and the two walked towards Ting Yuxuan. As they walked, Lan Ningshuang suddenly said: "Uncle, you are already married. You should keep some distance from other women when you go out."

"Miss Lan refers to the woman who asked for medical treatment just now?" Qin Feng laughed dumbly: "I have said before that there are no men or women in the eyes of doctors. As long as they are here to see a doctor, they are all the same to me."

"Of course I can trust my uncle's character, but I'm afraid that those women with ulterior motives will take the opportunity to get close to my uncle." When Lan Ningshuang said this, she was not thinking of the woman from Gong Han, but the woman covered in black The orchid in the square scarf.

Although the Gong Han woman is charming, she does not pose much of a threat to herself or the young lady.

But Cang Feilan's temperament is completely different. Even if she covers her face with a scarf, the half of her face exposed is already arousing people's imagination, as well as her long and powerful legs.

Lan Ningshuang glanced down. She had been practicing Shenwu Taoism for many years. Although her legs were not bad, they were still inferior to Cang Feilan.

Lan Ningshuang, who was the only one who was sure to be better than the other party, thought in her mind and looked at the plain chest wrapped in a bra.

Suddenly, her face turned slightly red.

What am I thinking, why should I compare myself with Miss Cang?

I must be crazy

"Miss Lan is too unsure of herself. With a beauty like you by my side, how could those vulgar fans dare to approach her at will?

And I'm used to Miss Blue's appearance, so I have long been disdainful of ordinary women. "Qin Feng said casually.

Uh-huh!

Hearing this, Lan Ningshuang's crimson cheeks instantly turned red.

Why did my uncle say this? Does he think I am beautiful?

My uncle doesn’t like other women, could he be attracted to me?

Lan Ningshuang's heartbeat was beating fast. She had been practicing martial arts with the young lady since she was a child. She didn't have much contact with men. It could be said that she was not familiar with the world. She had never heard such compliments or words of love.

I just feel like I'm a little drunk.

After a long silence, Lan Ningshuang asked anxiously, "Is Miss Cang an ordinary woman to my uncle?"

Qin Feng was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

Miss Cang is certainly not an ordinary woman, she is a woman whose legs can last a lifetime, and she is also a woman who can save herself hundreds of years of struggle.

But these words must not be uttered!

A trace of cold sweat fell on his forehead, and Qin Feng's brain was spinning wildly, looking for the most suitable words.

"Why didn't my uncle say anything? Could it be that Miss Cang is unusual for my uncle?" Lan Ningshuang chased after her and started beating her.

Something's wrong with Miss Lan today. Isn't this forcing me to a dead end? At this moment, Qin Feng's palms are all sweaty!

Suddenly, the cries of street vendors came to my ears.

Qin Feng looked around and saw that it was a candy maker's stall. The stall owner was an old man. He was stirring the golden maltose with two thin sticks in his hands, constantly changing its shape on the heated tool.

Everyone around cheered!

There is a way!

Qin Feng's eyes lit up: "Huh? There is a candy seller there. Miss Lan, can I treat you to a candy seller?"

Lan Ningshuang was still worried about the previous question, and before she had time to reply, when she looked again, her uncle had already run to the candy seller's stall.

"Old man, how do you sell this candy man?" Qin Feng looked at the candy figures that had been formed. There were butterflies, roosters, gourds, and the best-looking one was a horse.

Most of them are objects that children like.

The old man quoted the price. It was a small business, so the things were naturally not expensive. Even a horse with the most materials only cost five or six cents.

Seeing Lan Ningshuang following him, Qin Feng was afraid that she would talk about the previous topic again, so he hurriedly asked: "Old man, can you let me try it myself?"

"This" the old man looked embarrassed. He was deeply afraid that the handsome young man in front of him was too poor in his skills and wasted his maltose.

Qin Feng didn't say much and immediately took out a coin.

"Young master, please do as you please." The old man was overjoyed when he saw this. After accepting the money, he hurriedly gave up his position.

The onlookers only felt it was novel and stopped to see what kind of candy figure this handsome man could make.

Of course, their main mentality is to see Qin Feng make a fool of himself.

Qin Feng made this move just to silence Miss Lan. Now that everyone was watching, he felt a little unsure.

After all, he had never been exposed to being a candy man before!

After much hesitation, an idea flashed in Qin Feng's mind. He took a deep breath, picked up two thin sticks with both hands, dipped them in maltose and danced them quickly on the hot iron plate.

At first, the shape could not be seen, and the onlookers booed and some even booed. The old man stood aside and shook his head.

Lan Ningshuang frowned slightly, feeling extremely uncomfortable that her uncle was looked down upon.

But as Qin Feng's hands moved faster and faster, the shape of the candy man continued to be outlined.

The old man's eyes widened, and gasps of air could be heard all around him.

The shape of this candy figure is clearly that of a lifelike beauty, and it is 70-80% similar to the beauty in blue and holding a sword beside her!

Yes, this candy man is Lan Ningshuang!

Qin Feng handed the finished candy man out: "I've been here in Qin Mansion for so long, and I haven't given you any gifts yet. Just keep this candy man."

Lan Ningshuang took the candy man and was attracted by the exquisite shape. Her beautiful eyes lingered on it. Even though the candy man had not been put into her mouth, her whole heart was filled with sweetness.

"How does it taste?" Qin Feng said with a smile.

Lan Ningshuang couldn't bear to eat such a precious gift. She took out the space jade pendant, put away the sugar man, and said softly: "Eat it when I go back later."

Having said that, she was thinking in her heart, how can I preserve this sugar man.

Qin Feng didn't understand. If she didn't eat the sugar man she had just made, would she have to wait until it melted before eating it?

Forget it, anyway, looking at her like this, she shouldn't be bothered by the previous problem.

However, I didn't expect that I would be so talented in making sugar men?

Qin Feng was complacent, and another thought came to his mind: "It's a bit biased to make a sugar man only for Miss Lan.

Make one for Miss Cang and my wife."

As soon as the idea came into being, Qin Feng's hands danced again.

With the previous experience, making sugar men this time can be said to be handy.

Lan Ningshuang looked at the golden malt sugar on the iron plate. When she saw a stunning beauty appear, she smiled knowingly.

That was the look of a young lady. The son-in-law really had a young lady in his heart.

When the people around saw the sugar figures, they were shocked. Is there really such a beauty in the world? She looks even better than the girl in blue!

However, when Liu Jianli's sugar figure was finished, Qin Feng did not stop.

Lan Ningshuang seemed to have thought of something, and her smile slowly faded.

In a moment, Cang Feilan's sugar figure also came into view.

"Thank you, old man." Qin Feng put away the two sugar figures and said goodbye in the envious and jealous eyes of the crowd.

With the precedent of the first sugar figure, they naturally believed that the other two beautiful sugar figures were also real people, so they showed such expressions!