Chapter 1240: Sweet night

A bonfire, a yellowish roasted yellow sheep on the bonfire, the flavour of the meat scattered in the wind, almost to get into the human limbs.
Fang Xiyan swallowed hard, and she couldn't resist the temptation of food in her life!
She looked at the tiger lying not far away, and the tiger was eating, and all three boar legs she had carried on her body were now in the belly of the goods.
The reason given by Feng Xiaoxun is pragmatic. If you want to eat meat fresh, the leg is not fresh, so you can feed the tiger.
Fortunately, he quickly hunted a yellow sheep, so that Fang Xiyan's heart of resentment was calm again.
Feng Xiaoxun slowly roasted the yellow sheep, and occasionally sprinkled a little seasoning on the pork leg to make the meat more fragrant.
Originally, he said that he would bake East and West. Fang Xiyan thought he was bragging at the time. At this moment, he saw the quintessence of his admiration and finally admired him: "Tianyi, who did you learn about the barbecue technique?" Just smelling this meat smell makes the population flow.
delicious! Really delicious! His roasting skills are almost comparable to modern chefs!
Feng Xiaoxun smiled slightly, and the smile flickered in the light of the bonfire: "I learned it a long time ago."
Fang Xiyan cut a voice. How old is he? A long, long time ago-
This child is good at everything, just like to speak in an adult's tone ... like a little adult.
She giggled, "Tianyi, shall I tell you a little story?"
Feng Xiaoxun glanced at her, and the stars seemed to sink into her eyes, bright and bright, and he felt a wave in his heart, anxious to hold her in his arms and kiss him.
But this idea can only make such a circle in my heart, and dare not put it into action: "Okay, you say."
The stars are long, and Yiren is like a flower. Feng Xiaoxun is suddenly intoxicated.
Fang Xiyan laughed: "It wasn't really a story, it was my childhood. When I was five, I moved to a city with my parents and got along well with my neighbors. At that time, my mother bought a beautiful pair for me. I feel pretty, and I show it everywhere. An uncle deliberately asked me, "Xi Yan, when you bought this shoe, when did you buy it? Guess what did I answer?"
Feng Xiaoxun had no one with him in his life. At this moment, when listening to Fang Xiyan, don't have a taste, and asked, "How did you answer?"
Fang Xiyan made a grimace: "I replied, more than ten years. Are you funny or not? Because my answer this time makes this an allusion ..."
Feng Xiaoxun couldn't help but couldn't help but wanted to touch her head: "It's funny, you turned out to be a silly girl."
Fang Xiyan patted his extended claws and gave him a sideways glance: "Everyone is the same as what you are saying a long, long time ago. I was a little silly girl then, and you are now a little Silly boy ... "
With that said, my heart was startling. This sentence seems to be ambiguous ...
Sure enough, Feng Xiaoxun hit the snake with his stick, and a flowery beauty smiled into a poppy flower: "A silly girl is a perfect match for a silly boy."
If someone said that he was a silly boy, he would send that person directly to and go there, but Fang Xiyan's metaphor made him feel warm and not half annoyed.
This little boy is cheap again! Fang Xiyan no longer ignored him.