Chapter 15: To grasp the heart of the Taoist couple, you must first grasp his stomach.

After bidding farewell to his sweetheart, Feng Qin went straight to the shop in a hurry, and bought a variety of spirit beast meat-the key is chicken, and then returned to the Xumi Fantasy Realm with this bunch of ingredients.
He doesn’t know how to grill, but he still needs to trouble his sweetheart to
suffer and suffer
to bake something for himself. Such a failure Feng Qin is reluctant to accept it. He is so perfect and so good. How could he not even do this little thing? it is good?
He's just not familiar with it. Since he was a child, he has never used his life to roast chicken. No one can do it all at once. Well, yes, he just lacks exercise!
Xiao Dianzi is very ambitious, and she is inspiring to exercise diligently, work hard to roast the best roast chicken, and then offer treasures to her sweetheart. The sweetheart will be very happy and will praise himhehe~ It would be even better if there was a sweet kiss!
Thoughts flashed in my mind, there was a rippling blush on the face of the little dough, but a burnt smell was smelled at the end of his nose, and suddenly, the happy little face grew into a face.
He, he just accidentally lost his mind! It's not a failure!
Fiercely tossing the roasted chicken nuggets aside, Feng Qin rolled up his sleeves, revealing his snow-white broken arms, and picked out another chicken to continue his efforts.
When the demon Xiu Fengshuang returned from the secret realm and stepped into his cave, his first reaction was to stop and sniffed - what's the matter with the smell of this house? Isn't it his stupid son who roasted himself? !
The Phoenix clan was born to be close friends, but Feng Qin was still young, and he was spoiled like a jade. It was inevitable that he was "innocent and innocent" and would occasionally get rid of IQ. Feng Shuang, who was broken for his stupid son, went straight to the courtyard where Feng Qin lived. As soon as he entered the door, he was choked by the smokey air inside, and quickly waved his sleeves to disperse the smog of the house. .
Afterwards, he saw his stupid son like a that had been defeated in a fight, his whole person stunned, his white face was covered with black and gray on the left and right, and his always gorgeous and clean clothes were covered with meat. The ashes and oil stains after being burnt made Feng Shuang look awkwardly.
Originally wanted to teach his stupid son a good lesson, but seeing Feng Qin's pitiful appearance, Feng Shuang couldn't bear it again. He turned his head and glanced at the piles of weird failures on the ground, and coughed lightly, "What's wrong with Qin'er? How to use True Fire for exercise?"
Feng Qin glanced at his father bitterly, his small mouth curled, and his and white eyes looked a bit teary.
Feng Shuang twitched his mouth, stepped over and sat down next to his stupid son—of course, provided that the mess was cleaned up—and then asked earnestly: "Say, what are you doing?"
"...Roasted chicken." Feng Qin replied in a low voice, "I want to eat roast chicken for that person, but...I can't cook it well no matter how I practice..."
What about the genius who said good? It is said that Phoenix is ​​born to control fire? ! You can't even handle a roast chicken. What is this going to do? !
When Feng Qin said this, Feng Shuang's eyes widened suddenly, and Junyi's face was suddenly and worried: "Erzha, you are so young, do you have someone you like?"
Feng Qin blushed, shy, but nodded firmly.
"What kind of person is that person?" Feng Shuang asked, speaking warmly and generously, which can evoke the desire of others to talk, but Feng Qin naturally can't resist the temptation of his father, and now knows himself and the person he loves and almost loves each other (...) The whole process has been said, and the pink bubbles that have opened up in love are scattered all over the body.
Feng Shuang listened and nodded slightly. Although he felt that his son was too young to be in a relationship, he would never do anything like affection whenever he met. As an enlightened parent, as long as the other party is not using his own family The son, the villain who plots bad luck, he will not beat the mandarin duck.
From Feng Qin’s description, his sweetheart is a beautiful and powerful sword repairman. He looks a little cold in character, but is gentle and kind in nature. Knowing that Feng Qin’s identity is a phoenix, he can treat him with a normal heart, neither arrogant nor humble. Overall a good kid.
Of course, just listen to the description of the stupid son in love, just as the so-called lover sees beauty. As for the other person's true character, he has to check and verify him personally.
Although the boy only used his stupid son as a mobile roaster, and tried to taste the roast chicken roasted by Phoenix's natural fire, he simply did not see the Phoenix family in his eyes. But... who didn't do a few frivolous things when he was young? In order to chase his sweetheart, what is Phoenix's face? It's not worth mentioning when compared with Taoist couples and offspring!
For the time being, a question mark was raised about the character of his stupid son's sweetheart, but it is rare for Feng Qin to be so persistent in wanting to do one thing-or a chaser-he, a father, can't stand by. Feng Shuang lifted up his sleeves gracefully, stretched out his hand towards Fengqin, and slightly hooked his fingers: "Bring out a chicken for my father, and teach you how to roast chicken for my father!"
Fengqin: "..."
Fengqin’s small face almost cracked in shock. In his eyes, his father has always been a proud, dazzling, noble and elegant existence, and has nothing to do with roast chicken, but now this familiar posture is really human. Don't make appearances.
"Father... you... know how to roast chicken?" Xiao Dianzi's eyes widened in disbelief, but obediently took out a plucked chicken from Qiankun Ring.
"Naturally. When I was chasing your mother for my father, I had to use True Life Fire to bake food for her. You must know that True Fire of the Phoenix Clan is the most noble fire in the world. The taste of the baked goods is also the same. Excellent." Fengshuang skewered the chicken on the grill with his hands and feet and lit a real fire. "As the saying goes,'If you want to grasp the heart of a Taoist priest, you must first grasp his stomach.' The Phoenix family is rare. When the other party falls in love with the food you grilled and cannot do without, where can you find another phoenix who is willing to barbecue for him? Naturally, we will be led home obediently~ the Phoenix clan, when chasing Taoists Nine are all this trick, simple and practical, one hit will hit!"
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!" Xiao Dianzi's eyes glistened as he heard it, and he wished to start the food trapping plan of the Phoenix clan right away. It was even more motivated to learn to barbecue.
Under the guidance of the veteran driver Feng Shuang, after a whole night of tireless practice, Feng Qin finally learned how to roast chicken-although not perfect, it was enough to fool people. What's more, letting your sweetheart accompany you and witness you make roast chicken more delicious bit by bit, isn't it also an alternative romance?
Encouraged by his father, Feng Qin, who had not slept for a night but was still refreshed, once again stuffed Qiankun Ring with all kinds of meat, and then went straight to the place where he was separated from his sweetheart yesterday, inspiring to make his sweetheart. Change your outlook on yourself, and then fall in love with yourself (baked chicken).
Therefore, when Lin Zhizhi, who had a good night's sleep, set off again from Luoxian Jianzong to Heyan Mountain, intending to continue his own task of cleaning the guinea pig beast, he once again met Fengqin, who was already waiting on the road, and was shining extremely brightly by the opponent. The expectant eyes dangled for a moment.
For some reason, I always feel that my back is a little hairy, it seems that something unlucky is being stared at...