Nine Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters with Heart Fruit
Feng Xingying's residence is still hung on the plaque of Xinghuangyuan. This name seems to have become her identity.
In the past few days, outside the Xinghuang Garden, there were many people begging to meet, but Feng Xingying did not see one, only Feng Yuhuan and Queen Bee mechanically messaged for her:
"If you have any questions, wait until the next month to teach. Even the tutors don't want to be harassed in private. Why should my lady answer your doubts?"
Although a little rude, but very reasonable.
If there is any unreasonable trouble, it will be thrown out by the queen bee.
For several days, Qin Molin continued to seal Xingying's Xinghuang Garden. Even if Feng Xingying wanted to avoid him, he still wouldn't leave.
Feng Xingying was also very helpless, so he could only take out a pot of wine and pour it on Qin Molin himself.
"tasty?"
"Although there is a strange bitterness, it is delicious." Qin Molin nodded, his eyes more on Feng Xingying.
"This is the most ordinary wine. I added the fruit of the mother and son ligustica, and after soaking it for a month, the taste has become very different.
Speaking of which, this mother and child even the heart grass is a magical thing. With the heart of the mother plant, a daughter plant grows, but no matter how the daughter plant grows, even if it bears fruit, its heart will be connected to the mother plant and will not be separated.
Even if it is used as medicine and peeled off the fruit, it is still a pain to pick the child and mother.
Although this mother-son linking heart fruit is bitter, it can always make people realize, move, and even make breakthroughs in their state of mind, so it is especially precious.
I heard that everyone drinks it and has different feelings.
I have lost my parents since I was a child, and I don't even have their appearance in my mind. Even the memories are only pale, so this wine, for me, is only bitter.
How about you? "
Feng Xingying drank a glass of wine and looked at Qin Molin quietly.
"You just want to drive me away?" Qin Molin's eyes were very bad.
Feng Xingying didn't mean to drink, of course he understood what she meant.
Qin Molin looked at Feng Xingying in surprise: "Don't you like her? Why do you speak for her today?"
Although the mother and child heart fruit is precious, it is not the first time that Qin Molin has taken it.
But this time, I don't know if Feng Xingying Jiang's method of making wine is more unique, or because of his state of mind, which made him feel a little more emotional.
Qin Molin was even able to joke with Feng Xingying: "If you turn into a mushroom and use it as a wine glass for me, I will be more comprehensible."
As a wine glass? !
Too heavy, hum!
Feng Xingying simply ignored him.
If she turns into a mushroom shape with a huge canopy, it can indeed hold liquid when turned over.
But that would be too ambiguous.
"Why are you blushing?" Qin Molin's lips curled up, looking at Feng Xingying in a shy state.
"I won't tell you this, I'll ask you to go back now, right now, don't delay, I don't welcome you anyway."
"Huh?" Qin Molin raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Xingying: "You are in such a hurry to drive me away, do you want to meet the handsome boy group of Xingchen Academy privately? According to their captain, their people lost to you, it is your spoils, eh ?"
This is obviously just a joke, he knows why!
Feng Xingying looked embarrassed.
"That's because Ye Huohuo was depressed and deliberately mad at me. Do you believe this?" Feng Xingying was really helpless.
From Feng Xingying's point of view, Senior Brother Ye Huohuo of Xingchen Academy is probably a red-eyed loser. All of his thirteen Wu Zong Junior Brothers were defeated by Feng Xingying, so he said such bold words.
Unexpectedly, Ye Huohuo had ulterior motives at all.