[Douluo] Social Terrorism Rescue Plan

Ye Lingling blushed from an angle that Feng Xiaotian couldn't see. Feng Xiaotian even squatted down and said, "Classmate Lingling, I see that you have no strength after training. I will wait for you to walk back slowly." , it will definitely delay the afternoon progress."

The oriole chirped and the cicada chirped in her ears, and all she could see was Feng Xiaotian's broad shoulders.

Hesitating, she tightened her clothes and thought for a moment.

Even if the relationship with Feng Xiaotian is no longer strangers, it is still very challenging for her to climb on his back.

Physical contact will put her under greater psychological pressure.

"Classmate Lingling, aren't you embarrassed?" Feng Xiaotian noticed Ye Lingling's hesitation, "Don't worry, I have a goddess. It's not that you can't compare to me, but besides Huo Wu, everyone else is here There’s no gender in my eyes.”

When Ye Lingling heard this, it seemed as if she was interested in Feng Xiaotian if she disagreed.

His face returned to calmness, and after enduring it again and again, he still couldn't help but roll his eyes coolly behind his back.

"Then I really sympathize with Huo Wu." She said, then leaned forward and put her hands around Feng Xiaotian's neck.

Feng Xiaotian felt her oppression and immediately protected her legs with both hands. For a moment, the person behind her stiffened.

He released his martial spirit, and the original white wings of the entity transformed into transparent cyan six wings.

The wings were suspended on her back, and Ye Lingling could reach out and touch them. The transparent veins were like dragonfly wings, thin and easy to fold. The six wings flapped rapidly, and she felt like her body was suspended in the air.

He paused in the air for a second, and the next moment, the flying speed made Ye Lingling suddenly shrink his arms.

"Ahem!" Feng Xiaotian was choked with breathlessness, and immediately stopped. The momentum of the high-speed stop made Ye Lingling's whole body press against him.

Feng Xiaotian only felt the softness clinging to his body, and Ye Lingling's already tight-fitting clothes seemed to be non-existent after exercising.

His face quickly turned red, "Classmate Lingling, you are committing murder, you are going to strangle me!"

Ye Lingling argued with reason, "Who told you to fly so fast? I'm not a flying soul master. How can I adapt to such a fast speed?"

This is simply what Feng Xiaotian has heard Ye Lingling say the most, "Okay, little ancestor, you're right, I'll fly slower. I'm not afraid that students will see me in class in the morning and want to go home quickly."

Ye Lingling choked, "Humph!"

Then it turned out that Feng Xiaotian's speed was extremely slow and he was almost flying close to the ground.

Seeing that he was approaching the range of the kamikaze, Ye Lingling became cruel and retracted his arms.

At this time, Feng Xiaotian understood why, but his hands were still on the crooks of Ye Lingling's legs, unable to resist, and he flew high into the air, and Ye Lingling's strength gradually diminished.

"Hey, let me tell you, girls can't be so fierce. It's easy for them to not get married in the future." Feng Xiaotian joked. This was the first time he had seen such a strong girl, and he was not willing to suffer any losses.

"None of your business!" Ye Lingling didn't care about his nonsense and stared at the pedestrians on the ground.

Some students saw a dark shadow flying over them and quickly reminded the people around them, "Look, there is someone flying in the sky."

Another student looked up and could only vaguely see a black dot, "I'm afraid another soul master has nothing to do so early in the morning."

"Can't they be from the Kamikaze Sentai at this altitude?" Classmate A made a reasonable guess based on the flight altitude.

"It's possible. I guess Feng Xiaotian's possibility is higher. After all, he is the only one who can confess his love in the cafeteria. Compared with the two, this matter may be considered normal." Classmate B shook his head and regretted, "I seem to have already I saw the future of the college.”

"Huh!" Feng Xiaotian thoughtfully chose to land in the bamboo forest, instead of stopping in the yard with Ye Lingling on his back.

Feng Xiaotian: Nonsense, life is still very important. Huang Dou and the others were staring at him like wolves and tigers. Although he had a clear conscience, he could only go a long way if he stayed safe.

Ye Lingling pushed the door open and entered, followed closely by Feng Xiaotian. The two brothers on the sofa, including the quilt, disappeared. Feng Xiaotian informed the college last night that the sofa had already been changed at this point.

The pink floral cotton sofa is located in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The strong morning sunlight shines in and falls on the sofa. The pots of flowers by the window bloom warmly under the sunshine every day, adding a lot of vitality to the cabin.

Inside the original wooden exterior, all northern decoration styles are adopted, with luxurious atmosphere, leather sofas, pure wood tables and chairs. The main color is brown, the sofa is close to the lake side, the kitchen is facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the stairs are facing the cabin door.

Now the floral cotton fabric looks extremely abrupt in this space, making people fall on it at a glance.

There was a deafening sound of clanging sugarcane trees coming from the kitchen.

Feng Xiaotian: Could it be that these two brothers were driven away by the harsh noise!

Her long pink chestnut hair is tied into a low ponytail with a light gray rubber band. She has broad shoulders and hips, tall and sexy.

But at this moment, the owner of the "buttocks" is swaying his buttocks to the singing in his mouth, and is tinkering in the kitchen with his coquettish moves.

Feng Xiaotian: Hey! It hurts the eyes, and it turns out that distance brings beauty.

Qin Ming turned around and took out the eggs from the refrigerator. He caught a glimpse of two figures from the corner of his eye and waved happily, "Come on, come on, you two are back, try the breakfast I made."

Ye Lingling was extremely remorseful. The moment she heard the sound of jingling bells and palms, she should have turned around immediately. Unfortunately, she was only focused on Feng Xiaotian's gag and did not pay attention.

She should have thought that since Ishima drank last night, he was definitely not the one making breakfast today. Then, the only one left was the one who was passionate about cooking and tried every means to fight for the right to cook——

Ye Lingling was willing to bet that there was definitely no one upstairs right now, and even Shimo Shimo must have jumped off the stairs and left at the moment he woke up.

Qin Ming stared at the two of them with sincere eyes. Ye Lingling paused in his steps and remained motionless, as if there was adhesive on the soles of his feet.

Feng Xiaotian didn't know why, so he walked towards Qin Ming carelessly, even secretly happy that breakfast was in order.

Relying on the friendship he had gained all morning, Ye Lingling reluctantly tugged on Feng Xiaotian's sleeve the moment he stood up.

However, Feng Xiaotian just turned around and asked, "Classmate Lingling, was it you who dragged me just now?"

Ye Lingling: Forget it, this IQ is worth dying for.

Feng Xiaotian walked into the kitchen and saw a mess. At this moment, he was not aware of this dangerous hint.

Until, Qin Ming brought out a pot of inky black food with a little white and yellow, and black flakes floating on the surface.

Gooey.

Feng Xiaotian was shocked!

"This, this, this" he couldn't even understand what he was saying, "Teacher Qin, is this food for people?" His tone weakened under Qin Ming's increasingly stern eyes.

Qin Ming placed the pot directly on the dining table, paired it with bowls and chopsticks, and said with a strange smile on his face, "Come on, let's have breakfast!"

Feng Xiaotian was still standing in the kitchen, his actions had not changed at all, and he still looked shocked.

He looked at Ye Lingling, who had seen through the vicissitudes of the mortal world, looking at the pot of black matter as if he were dead.

Thinking back to Ye Lingling's gentle tug just now, it seemed like a kind reminder before death, but he ignored it completely and stupidly asked Ye Lingling.

Feng Xiaotian just wants to go back to that moment and kill himself without hesitation.

Ye Lingling moved quickly. Under Qin Ming's kind eyes, without even frowning, she disposed of the unknown liquid in the white porcelain bowl in one gulp.

I wanted to stop halfway through drinking, but swallowed it alive again.

There was a "bang" sound, which was the sound of an empty bowl falling on the table. In Qin Ming's satisfied eyes, Ye Lingling walked towards the stairs with empty steps. After not falling down even during the two hours of running in the morning, she fell a little while going upstairs. .

There was another "bang" sound of the door closing upstairs, which showed the owner's eagerness.

Feng Xiaotian originally wanted to give Ye Lingling a look of sympathy, but he was too distracted to take care of himself at the moment. He sat opposite Qin Ming, his burning eyes focusing on his every move. He picked up the bowls and chopsticks with difficulty, still trying to struggle.

"Teacher Qin, what did you put in this pot?" Feng Xiaotian stood up and filled the paste.

“Nothing, just ordinary sesame glutinous rice balls”

Feng Xiaotian: OK, OK, it’s just glutinous rice balls. His hands shook.

"For nutrition, a few eggs are also added."

Feng Xiaotian: It’s okay, okay, I added a few more eggs. The hands shook again and again.

"I accidentally burned the bottom, but I changed the pot."

Feng Xiaotian: It’s okay, okay, it’s just a mess. It’s a trivial matter. It doesn’t look like glutinous rice balls at all. Glutinous rice balls shouldn’t be white and fat little dumplings. Eggs shouldn’t be white, fat and watery. When boiling eggs, if you change the pot, you have to throw away the mushy rice cooker. This is really "changing the pot" in the complete sense. I'll go!

The breakfast in Qin Ming's imagination: one by one, round and rolled in the hot soup, with the aroma of sweet wine and osmanthus rolling on the soft and waxy coat.

The actual breakfast that Feng Xiaotian had: In a real sense, Hei Bu Liu Qiu Qiu Sesame was "mushy".

Qin Ming looked at the clean bottom of the pot with satisfaction, but Feng Xiaotian felt that this was the darkest morning for him. He would rather fight with Yu Tianxin than see Teacher Qin enter the kitchen again.

"Remember to wash the pots and dishes." Qin Ming left these words, and Shi Shiran walked out of the hut.

Feng Xiaotian, who was left feeling sad, faced the mess in the room.

Feng Xiaotian: Compared with the hurt to his stomach, he would rather wash the pots. However, not only did he contribute his stomach, he actually also contributed his hands. He didn't know whether he should say it or not.

Egg shells with egg whites were lying scattered on the table. There were two remaining pots on the stove. The packaging of glutinous rice balls and a soup pot that was dark inside and outside were lying quietly in the pool. There were food left on the ground. Debris, even the door of the refrigerator was not closed properly, and the items that were originally neatly arranged were in no order.

Feng Xiaotian wanted to award Teacher Qin with a certificate. "Kitchen Killer" definitely deserved the title. Even the title of the second soul emperor in the mainland was comparable to these four words.

After scrubbing hard, Feng Xiaotian walked out of the kitchen tremblingly, holding his waist.