Chapter 2089 Miss Your Taste so Much

Feng Chen saw that Feng Li's love for Yu Qingqian no longer showed the slightest hint, and he didn't know whether the other party had given up completely or kept it in his heart.

However, he likes this way of getting along very much. His brother and wife often bicker and the atmosphere is very warm.

Feng Chen looked at Feng Li meaningfully and said, "I don't mind being hugged."

Feng Li pouted, "It's fine to hug you, when I look at your face, I feel like I'm hugging my son."

Seeing Feng Chen's small face, he always felt like he was looking in a mirror when he was a child.

Feng Chen's handsome face turned dark, "I think you deserve a beating!"

Feng Li smiled embarrassingly: "I'm just kidding, fake fairy, don't be so stingy."

Seeing his brother's still dark face, Feng Li immediately asked with a smile: "Speaking of which, when will you give birth to a little meat ball for me to play with?"

Although he had given up on Yu Qingqian, the love in his heart could not be cut off.

He thought that if a little meatball was born that fused the blood of his brother and Yu Qingqian's appearance, he would be very fond of it.

"We'll be ready to have a baby when we get out of the abyss and hell." Feng Chen mentioned the baby, his cold brows and eyes softened a lot, mixed with a lot of expectation.

Yu Qingqian said with a smile: "Even if we give birth to a small meatball, we will play by ourselves, and it's not your turn. We have to play and give birth by ourselves."

"Forget it, I don't even know where the person who helped me with the raw meat balls is." Feng Li shrugged.

He felt that he might never have children in his life, because he didn't want to go to a woman at will.

So he is looking forward to the little meatball of their life, and he will love it like his own children.

Of course, he didn't say that.

Feng Chen's eyes darkened, and soon returned to normal, "Maybe we will meet soon."

In any case, he still hopes that his brother can be happy and complete.

"Let's talk about it later."

Feng Li didn't have the intention to meet any woman at all, so he changed the subject and asked: "Brother, why did you call me here?"

Feng Chen handed a round and smooth jet-black stone to Feng Li and said, "It contains Qianqian's grandfather's secret technique of refining corpses, we guess you might like it."

Feng Li showed a look of incomparable surprise, curiously took the stone and put his spiritual power into it, and soon he was fascinated by it, and then his whole body was immersed in it.

"It seems that this guy really likes refining corpses." Yu Qingqian said with her chin poised.

Feng Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed Yu Qingqian's head as he did when he was a child, "As long as he likes it!"

"The secret art of refining corpses is extensive and profound. If Feng Li can master it, the ancient battlefield would be a good place to find corpses." He said with a gentle smile.

Yu Qingqian leaned her head on Feng Chen's arm, "That's true. I heard that the ancient battlefields not only contained the corpses of strong men from different races, but also the bones of many powerful dark beasts and dark plants. Great-grandfather said that there was once a strong man in history. Those who refine corpses are very talented, and they always bring an army of skeletons when they go out, thinking about that scene is so cool."

Feng Chen chuckled: "I hope Feng Li can be so popular one day."

The two of them didn't disturb Feng Li's immersion in that state, and entered the inner room together.

After entering the inner room, Yu Qingqian hugged Feng Chen and rubbed his face, and said sweetly, "Sick beauty, I haven't eaten you for a long time, I miss your taste so much!"

With helplessness and pampering in Feng Chen's eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, "If you want to eat, you have to be willing and strong enough."

He also wanted to eat delicious food, but it was a pity that the two of them had such a small body that it was hard to describe them in words.

Qianqian, who had turned into a small dumpling, had no hope of eating him. They would be starved for a while no matter what.