668: C668 One more course to be served

C668 One more course to be served

The Twelve-flower Owners of the Immortal Realm had their own personalities and each one was different.

Just when Fang Miaoge and Nangong Miaomiao was struggling to get in, Fang Xuewu remained calm and guarded his own Rose Garden, quietly waiting for Ye Qian.

This was Ruo Li, this was the Rose Master, this was the pride and elegance that she naturally gave birth to.

Yan Qianyang did not fight for the favor, but she still had a thorn in her side.

Back in the Immortal World, Ruo Li was also this unique, she never took the initiative to look for Ye Qian, and never appeared together with the other flower owners. She was always silently waiting at the side, quietly protecting the beauty that only belonged to her.

After a long kiss, Fang Xuewu's tiptoes gently landed and stubbornly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes.

"It's getting late, Ye Qian, you must be hungry too, right? "Hehe, I prepared a big meal today. Wait a moment!"

After he finished speaking, Fang Xuewu turned and walked into the kitchen. He looked extremely similar to a Little Girl who was hiding her treasures.

Gently rubbing his sore eyes, Ye Qian looked at the fiery red figure of his back and felt his heart aching. He muttered: Ruo Li, Ruo Li.

At this time, Fang Xuewu's figure appeared from the kitchen once again, he looked at Ye Qian who was in the living room mysteriously, and said: "Ye Qian, sit on the sofa now, and watch the TV obediently, don't come in and peek at me ~"

Fang Xuewu's mysterious appearance was extremely adorable, as agile as an angel.

Listening to Fang Xuewu's instructions, Ye Qian was like an obedient child as he sat on the sofa obediently. However, his gaze still continued to size up Fang Xuewu's villa.

As he quieted down, the smell of paint that had not dispersed began to drift into Ye Qian's breath.

Looking around at the new furnishings, Ye Qian suddenly realized something, and thought: This villa seemed to have been renovated recently, it seems like Xue Wu had been busy during these two months.

Thinking of this, Ye Qian's heart was filled with emotions.

Ye Qian's conjecture was not wrong at all.

Ever since Qingming Villa, had never returned to the Fang family. Instead, he used his own money to buy a villa in the Rose Garden.

In the past two months, Fang Xuewu stayed there almost all the time, doing his best to urge the workers on.

From Fang Xuewu's perspective, this place would be his home from now on, and also the lair of his and Ye Qian's love.

Just because everything was fine did not mean that there was no love in Fang Xuewu's heart.

That night in Qingming Villa, Ye Qian gave Fang Xuewu an endless amount of gratitude, and what Fang Xuewu returned to him was Ye Qian's entire life.

So not long after he and Ye Qian's lair was completed, Fang Xuewu hurried and appeared at the entrance of Ye Qian's school, wanting to bring his lover to have a look at their lair.

Quietly leaning on the comfortable cloth sofa, Ye Qian understood everything, there were many things that caused Ye Qian's eyes to redden.

Thinking back to back then in the Immortal World, within the Twelve-flower Owners, Ruo Li was the one who was the least sought after, but the one who had silently done the most for Ye Qian.

At the moment, scenes were playing in Ye Qian's mind. Qing He, Xue Shan, Rose Garden, and Zhou Feng … It was as if that gorgeous and beautiful face of hers had never disappeared from his life.

The Ye Qian at this moment, seemed to have an instinctual impulse to rush into the kitchen, fiercely hug Fang Xuewu, and then use all of his strength to undo the mana seal on Fang Xuewu's body, and let her find that piece of memories that belonged to him and them once again.

But just then, a sharp scream suddenly interrupted Ye Qian's thoughts.

"Ah, not good. Fire, fire, what do we do, what do we do …"

Immediately afterwards, a flame rose from the kitchen, filling the entire villa with fire.

Ye Qian did not hesitate as he entered the kitchen in a flash.

The two of them embraced Fang Xuewu and retreated at the same time.

Seeing that the pot on the stove had already been burnt black and was still emitting fire, Ye Qian waved his hand and a cold Qi surged out from his palm. Fang Xuewu only saw a light flash and the fire that soared to the sky instantly stopped.

Seeing the broken cup in the kitchen, Ye Qian hugged Fang Xuewu and laughed twice.

Fang Xuewu held onto his burnt palm, looked at Ye Qian with an awkward expression, then lowered his head, and said with extreme disappointment: "I don't even have the ability to prepare a meal for you. Ye Qian, am I not really that useless?"

Ye Qian laughed lightly as he turned Fang Xuewu's body over so that he could face himself. Then, he lightly kissed Fang Xuewu on the forehead.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qian gently grabbed Fang Xuewu's arm that was mercilessly burned by the flames.

As Ye Qian caressed the back of his hand in pain, waves of gentle spirit energy was emitted from the center of his palm. Slowly, slowly, Fang Xuewu felt an incomparable coolness and comfort and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Not long after, the pain disappeared, and his hands turned even whiter and longer.

"Ye Qian..."

Fang Xuewu wanted to say something, but his burning lips were immediately covered by Ye Qian.

After a long while, the two slowly parted ways, and gently caressed Fang Xuewu's somewhat disheveled hair. Ye Qian said softly: "Xue Wu, don't think too much, how could you be useless? It's just that cooking isn't something you're good at. It would be a waste to cook with your hands that were full of dancing talent! I don't think God will allow it. "

Then, Ye Qian laughed and pushed Fang Xuewu away. "Alright, you can go out first and sit obediently on the sofa and watch TV. You can hand me over here, okay?"

Fang Xuewu was startled, immediately turning teary into a smile, and said: "Give it to you? Ye Qian, do you know how to cook? "

If Ye Qian could kill with his hands, Fang Xuewu might believe it but to say that Ye Qian's hands could cook, Fang Xuewu did not believe it.

"We'll know whether it's worth a try or not!"

Ye Qian smiled lightly. His eyes were so gentle and charming.

As he said that, Ye Qian pushed Fang Xuewu out of the kitchen and closed the kitchen door. Imitating how Fang Xuewu used to look, he stuck his head out and ordered: "Sit obediently on the sofa, do not peek at me."

Fang Xuewu was startled, although Ye Qian's appearance was overbearing, but he liked it without being able to say it.

Like an obedient wife, Fang Xuewu quickly walked to the sofa and sat on it. His cute little head kept turning as he looked in the direction of the kitchen.

At this moment, Fang Xuewu lowered his head and giggled, and thought: Ye Qian, does he, really know how to cook?

In the kitchen, looking at the stove full of ruins, Ye Qian laughed. With Ye Qian's methods, the entire kitchen was quickly cleaned up, and at the same time, he swept the undamaged ingredients on the stove, and revealed a complacent smile.

Light the fire, start the pan, oil it...

It was obvious that Ye Qian was an old driver when it came to cooking.

Not long after, the curious Fang Xuewu heard a series of rhythmic bangs from the kitchen.

However, this was not the main point. The main point was that after a short while, the entire first floor of the villa had a strange fragrance wafting through it.

"It smells so good, it smells so good. Ye Qian, he really knows how to cook? If I tell Mu Shan, she definitely won't believe me! "

Under the twin temptations of curiosity and gluttony, Fang Xuewu was unable to sit still. After a few mental struggles, Fang Xuewu finally stood up from the sofa and tiptoed towards the kitchen like a little kitten.

"Hee hee, I was just looking. I only took a glance, Ye Qian shouldn't be angry!"

Smiling secretly, Fang Xuewu bent his waist and gently pushed open the crystal door.

Fang Xuewu didn't know that his current appearance was extremely similar to a girl in love.

Stealthily glancing at the kitchen, Fang Xuewu saw that Ye Qian was wearing an apron and was focused on cooking. Ye Qian's appearance was extremely focused, as though he was a professional chef.0

Although it was just a back figure, Fang Xuewu's gaze seemed to have frozen, and couldn't leave Ye Qian's figure for a moment.

"Handsome, so handsome. Mu Shan said that a dedicated man was the most handsome. Hehe, I never thought that Ye Qian's way of cooking is so charming, so cute! " Fang Xuewu smiled foolishly as he peeked.

Ye Qian did not turn back, but revealed a strange smile on his face.

"Xue Wu, you're not being good. I said you're not allowed to peek …"

Ye Qian's voice gave him a fright. But Fang Xuewu was not scared. Since he was discovered, Fang Xuewu simply pushed open the crystal kitchen door and walked in.

Hugging Ye Qian's tiger body from the back, Fang Xuewu intimately put his head behind Ye Qian.

"Hehe, I was just curious, and sneaked a glance at him. Ye Qian, you shouldn't blame me, right?"

Hugging Ye Qian, Fang Xuewu said in a spoiled manner.

Ye Qian turned his head and smiled at Fang Xuewu. He reached out his hand and caressed Fang Xuewu's cheeks, "Not at all, not at all.

"Hehe, I knew you were the best!"

Fang Xuewu saw that he had succeeded in acting coquettishly, and immediately turned to look, sweeping his eyes across the kitchen stove. Looking at the colorful and beautiful dishes on the stage, Fang Xuewu couldn't help but feel hungry.

"Wow, so much delicious food? Ye Qian, did you do all this? "

Enjoying Fang Xuewu's worshipful gaze, Ye Qian laughed, nodded, and said: "Of course, I did all of this. He was still short of one more dish before he was able to live on. We'll be able to start moving soon! "

"One more dish?" What kind of dishes? "Is it a dish for the finale?" Fang Xuewu excitedly grabbed Ye Qian's arm and jumped.

Ye Qian chuckled, his gaze suddenly changing as he looked at the window ledge outside the kitchen. His gaze was incomparably cold and gloomy as he said, "The finale is considered to be the best, does Xue Wu want to know the name of this dish?"

The clever Fang Xuewu seemed to see something wrong from Ye Qian's face, and was so scared that he did not dare say anything.

Ye Qian, on the other hand, continued to laugh coldly outside the window: "This dish is called Barbeque Little Bat!"

Right after he finished speaking, Ye Qian clapped his hands together and a beam of fire shot into the sky, directly towards the window of the villa's kitchen.

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