After raising a crooked junior brother, his design collapsed [Rebirth]

Before asking that question, Ji Xingmian imagined many situations, but never thought that Feng Wuzhou would gradually dream about all kinds of possibilities in his previous life.Great panic suddenly overflowed from the bottom of his heart, but despite the panic, he still had a sense of fate that should have been like this.

After all, although he was kept in the dark about what happened back then, he was actually a person with vested interests, and there was nothing to justify.Half of the responsibility for the pain that Wu Zhou has endured should be on him.

Ji Xingmian's eyelashes drooped slightly, and his arms unconsciously tightened, hugging the person in his arms even tighter.He never thought of escaping, but he wished that day would arrive later for no reason.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the unlit room is even more groggy.In the past, this would have been the time for Ji Xingmian to urge Feng Wuzhou to sleep, but today, he felt a little bit reluctant for no reason.

In the end, Ji Xingmian still forcibly pulled his sanity back, stretched out his hand to push the shoulder of the person in his arms, "You should go to sleep."

"I don't want to sleep." Feng Wuzhou raised his hand to hook his neck, buried his head in his arms and murmured.There was a bit of nasal in the voice, which sounded more like coquetry, "I'm going to dream again when I'm sleeping, I don't want to dream."

This reason made Ji Xingmian unable to refuse, he hesitated for a while, and then gave up resisting altogether, "Then what do you want to do?"

Feng Wuzhou suddenly raised his head, "I want to learn how to make white pear and peach cakes."

White pear and peach cake?

Isn't that what Qin Li did for him before?Why would Wu Zhou want to do this?Whether he likes it himself, or wants to give it to others...

Ji Xingmian paused slightly, "What are you learning from that?"

"Didn't brother like it?" Feng Wuzhou replied as a matter of course, "I want to do it for brother."

It turned out to be for him, presumably it was heard when I told Qin Li the last time in Prince Ji's Mansion.Ji Xingmian felt relieved a little, and suddenly felt a little joy, "Okay, I'll teach you."

He led Feng Wuzhou to find the kitchen, but suddenly remembered, "How do you know I can cook?"

In the previous conversation with Qin Li, Qin Li only said that he liked to eat when he was a child, but he didn't say that he could cook it.And he remembered that the little black dragon was asleep at that time?Later, he also fell asleep and had a strange dream.

Thinking of that thoughtful dream, Ji Xingmian's original doubts turned into guilt in an instant, and he looked away slightly unnaturally.Turning his head, he also missed the momentary gap in Feng Wuzhou's expression.

How do you know what you will do? Of course you have seen it in your previous life.

Feng Wuzhou quickly adjusted his mentality, and said curiously: "Brother likes to eat so much, I thought you would cook it, so you can't?"

Ji Xingmian: "Yes."

"Oh, when did that brother learn it?" Feng Wuzhou successfully led him, and threw the ball back. This time, Changing Xingmian didn't know how to answer.

After all, Ji Xingmian really didn't know it at this time in his previous life, but after Qin Li was gone, he occasionally thought of him, so he learned it spontaneously.Ji Xingmian was silent for a moment, and decided to bring up the topic, "This is relatively simple, if you eat too much, you will be fine."

In order to prevent Feng Wuzhou from asking any further questions, Ji Xingmian quickly changed the subject and dragged him straight to the kitchen.

The yard they chose was relatively large, and the cubicle had its own small kitchen, but it was empty and contained nothing.Ji Xingmian scanned around, and decisively took Feng Wuzhou around to knock on Feng Lingxuan's door.

"What?" Feng Lingxuan seemed to have fallen asleep, with loose hair and a robe, came to open the door for them, "What do you think you want? Pots and pans?"

Ji Xingmian let out a "hmm", "Do you have any?"

Feng Lingxuan: "..." He really did.

As a man who even prepared his own tea set for making tea, Feng Lingxuan was considered weird from a certain point of view, but he felt that the two in front of him were even weirder than him.

where are they nowThe enemy's lair, undercover, these two people are still in the mood to make snacks...

With a suspicious expression on her face, Feng Lingxuan took out all the kitchen utensils in her storage space.All of them are as clean as new, and they are worth a lot of money at first glance.

Ji Xingmian picked a few from them, nodded slightly satisfied, "You can go back to sleep."

Feng Lingxuan: "..." It's really like throwing it away after use.

After such an ordeal, most of Feng Lingxuan's drowsiness dissipated, he simply made a cup of tea, and stopped in the kitchen to watch the two of them busy, receiving countless cold eyes from Wuzhang.

After a lot of times, Feng Lingxuan was suddenly blessed, and realized how to fight back against Wu Zhou's sore feet.He tried to talk to Ji Xingmian, but as expected, he saw Feng Wuzhou glaring at him from an angle that Ji Xingmian couldn't see.

You kid also has today.

Feng Lingxuan sneered inwardly, and then used the name of kitchen utensils to talk to Ji Xingmian for a while, let out a fierce breath of anger, and then walked away with a proud face.

At this time, Ji Xingmian's tutorial was almost over, and a slightly sour sweet smell gradually spread in the air.

Feng Wuzhou disliked that Fanhuo was too slow and difficult to control, so he simply used Linghuo.Ji Xingmian was originally afraid that he would not be able to control it well, but unexpectedly found that Feng Wuzhou was very proficient, and within a short while he was already very proficient.

When it was finally finished, it was already daylight.

Ji Xingmian lifted the lid and took a look, "It's not bad."

At least the shape is enough, Ji Xingmian took out a few and put them on a plate, let it cool down a bit, pushed it in front of Feng Wuzhou, "Taste it?"

Feng Wuzhou poked it with his hand, "It feels a bit hard."

"There is no other way." Ji Xingmian said, "The materials are not quite right."

The ingredients used in the white pear and peach cake are nothing more than white pears and peaches, which are common fruits.While ordinary cultivators may carry spiritual fruits, it is difficult for someone to carry such useless ordinary fruits.

Ji Xingmian's original intention was to teach him how to do it, and he thought it would be good to learn the steps, so he just found some similar spiritual fruits to replace, and the finished product would naturally be different.

Feng Wuzhou was a little dissatisfied, so he randomly picked up one and tasted it, then picked up another one and handed it to Ji Xingmian's lips, "Brother, too?"

"Hmm..." Ji Xingmian wanted to reach out to pick it up, but Feng Wuzhou held his arm and insisted on feeding him in this position.Ji Xingmian had no choice but to bite Feng Wuzhou's hand.

"It's okay." Ji Xingmian said: "It's a little sweet, it should be the problem of the different fruits, it's nothing serious."

"En." Feng Wuzhou replied casually, staring at him without blinking, to be precise, staring at the part below his nose.

Although the reborn Feng Wuzhou has returned to the state of having a body, but the experience of the previous life inevitably had a certain impact on him.His desire is infinitely magnified, and it is difficult to restrain it.

However, Ji Xingmian was not sensitive to his gaze at all, and felt that the dessert just now was too sweet, so he drank another sip of tea to relieve his boredom.The lips soaked in the warm tea were moist and rosy, which made his heart itch unbearably.

Feng Wuzhou almost couldn't remember the last time he kissed Ji Xingmian, there was only one thought left in his mind, he wanted to kiss him.

"Brother..." Feng Wuzhou called him suddenly, Ji Xingmian raised his eyes when he heard the sound, and saw the other party pointing at the corner of his mouth, "You're covered in debris."

"Huh? Really." Ji Xingmian lowered his head to find the handkerchief, but the other party pressed his hand suddenly, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

As he said that, Feng Wuzhou leaned over and gently licked away the debris from the corner of his lips, "I'm enough."

The author has something to say: I finally made up for the updates that I owed, although it is a bit short, but there are kisses!