Yuanshin: A big gift every week

Feng Qing is tired of playing now, so she wants to dismiss Barbara first.

Some things are not to be known or seen by the lovely Barbara.

If she saw it, it would have a great impact on her career or her mind.

While talking, Feng Qing looked at Rosalia with a cold peripheral vision.

He's bored now and going to strike.

The arrow is on the string.

The other party suddenly felt something was wrong.

The young man in front of him seemed to have become unfathomable, his gaze seemed to be like a black hole.

That look, as if looking at prey.

This made her, a self-proclaimed hunter, very unhappy.

So Rosalia put down her hands and was about to say something.

But she suddenly felt her throat being suppressed.

From Feng Qing's body, a place that Barbara couldn't see, emitted a very strong, very strong coercion.

Rosalia's eyes began to zoom in.

This time, it seems, kicked, the iron plate, too.

Her killer sixth sense sensed the imminent crisis.

It's just that she can't move now, if she could, she would definitely take out her weapon and give Feng Qing a blow.

But in her eyes, Feng Qing, who had become terrified, was still telling Barbara to go and see the wounded and give her a small gift later.

Rosalia suddenly felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, ready to choose life or death according to the hunter's mood.

This reminded her of the coldness on her face when she tortured those suspicious people.

"Really? I really have to go and see the condition of the wounded."

Barbara is a little smaller than Fengqing, so she needs to raise her head slightly to speak.

"Yeah, 15 minutes is enough."

The smiling Feng Qing is very handsome.

Thinking about it, Barbara said hello to Rosalia who was behind Feng Qing, and then went into the room to check the condition of the wounded.

Feng Qing straightened up, watched Barbara enter the room with the corners of her mouth curled up, and then closed the door gently...

Then, he turned around slowly, watching Rosalia's up and down with cold and ruthless eyes.

Finally, let me say one more thing:

"This look is really ugly. I hope that in the next 15 minutes, we can communicate together."

When Barbara came out of the room, she first saw Feng Qing, and then looked at other places.

"Where did Sister Rosalie730 go?"

"Oh, she, I don't know where she went without saying goodbye."

"Oh, why is sister Rosalia like this again? Why doesn't she always listen to advice?"

Barbara looked troubled, but after a few seconds, she returned to her usual sweet and optimistic expression, which made people feel refreshed.

In fact, Rosalia is here, to be precise, it should be in a dark space.

Feng Qing rarely used this ability, and it was the first time he used it today.

15 minutes is still too little time,

Not Fengqing enough to show another side of himself.

"By the way, Feng Qing, it's time for dinner now, do you want to taste Barbara's cooking skills?

"Ah, I won't trick you this time, so don't worry."

After Barbara finished speaking, she wanted to add another sentence, for fear that Feng Qing would not agree.

"It's an honor for me to have the cooking skills of popular icon Barbara."

Feeling a very pleasant Fengqing all over her body, she began to praise Barbara.

It caused the latter to shake the hem of his skirt, his face was flushed, and he looked embarrassed.

Extra episode 203:

Ying: Recently, there are not many moras at home, and Paimon has eaten them all.

Noelle: It's hard for a smart woman to cook without rice.

Paimon: Hey, I just ate a little bit.

Ying: Hundreds of millions of points.Noelle: Millions of points.

Paimon: If this goes on, I'm going to get angry.

Ying: Huh?This Pymon is angry, it must be because he is sick, why don't we take it to the river to roast?

Noelle: Okay, okay.

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"What do you mean being able to taste my cooking skills? Feng Qing, is this a bad sentence?"

Barbara led Feng Qing to the kitchen while correcting Feng Qing's wrong sentences.

"Ah, I'm sorry, because I'm so excited right now, maybe I'm happy because I can eat the food you cook, Barbara?"

"But, I, I haven't made it yet, are you so happy?"

Barbara said, shaking her body lightly.

in the next time.

She first led Feng Qing into the kitchen, and then took out a small chair from the cabinet.

Gently blow the dust on the chair, then put it on the ground, and step on it with two little feet.

"Dengden, I'm a little taller than Fengqing now."

Barbara turned herself with her arms outstretched.

"Barbara is really tall now."

Feng Qing nodded, Barbara felt very inferior to her height.

No matter in the church or in the leisure time outside, I always raise one hand high, and then tiptoe gently, in order to want to be the same height as my sister Qin.

"That's right, the current Barbara is not only tall, but also very cute?"

"Then... my sister or me, which one do you like better?"

"Uh?"

Feng Qing choked suddenly, he didn't expect the other party's mind to jump out so quickly, and he was stunned all of a sudden.

"Both of you have your own merits. Captain Qin gives me a sense of intellectuality, heroism, and responsibility, while Barbara gives me a feeling of cuteness, kindness, smallness, and cuteness.

"Oh, Feng Qing, I'd be very embarrassed if you said that."

What else could be done, Feng Qing thought, why did Barbara suddenly ask this question?

Really puzzled.

He rested his chin, still looking at the reddish Barbara.

The other party was very embarrassed by himself, and hurriedly said: "I... I, I, I am going to cook. There is a dining table in the cubicle next to the kitchen."

She jumped off the chair, grabbed Feng Qing by the hem of his clothes and pulled him into the cubicle, then she closed the door, said that it will be over soon, leaned her back on the door, and stretched out tone.

"I'm really brave."

Barbara seemed to deflate like a balloon.

Why did she ask Feng Qing such a question?

The reason is that that night, my sister Qin didn't come home all night. When she came back, when Barbara asked, she heard her sister say that she had spent the night outside with Feng Qing.

He does not mean that.

The precocious Barbara clenched her fists tightly, but she didn't dare to question her sister, and Fengqing hadn't looked for her for a long time.

So she couldn't sleep for several days and only recently recovered. Since Feng Qing came to play with her today, it's okay to try it out.

The result is not bad, at least she has one more compliment than her sister.

Barbara, leaning against the door, clenched her fists to pump herself up.

Then he walked to the boiler, ready to make some special dishes for Feng Qing to eat.

What she didn't know was that Feng Qing was doing some strange things at this time.

Inside the cubicle door, as soon as Feng Qing came in, the first thing he saw was the white floor-to-ceiling windows in front.

It is said to be a cubicle, but the ceiling is very, very high, and the space is suitable.

There are dinner plates and a few white candles on the rectangular dining table, and there is a vase full of flowers next to the candles.

Feng Qing roughly scanned the surrounding decorations, then pulled away the white dining chair next to him and sat on it.

Putting his hands lightly on the edge of the table, he first glanced at the closed door.

Then a vortex appeared on the dining table, spinning downward regardless, Feng Qing's eyes were deep.

"Rosalia, how are you doing in there?"

He asked gently.

In fact, after 15 minutes of getting along with each other, the resentment in Feng Qing's heart has almost dissipated.

"This...what the hell is this place...quick, let me out

Feng Qing could see the panic in Rosalia's eyes at this moment.

Alas, it seems that those 15 minutes of time together made her a little bit afraid.

"You... What is your purpose in coming to Mond."

Rosalia stared at the small hole in her head, and she concealed the fear. She needed to make herself tough, and she must not show her weak side.

This is what the man taught her.

Never show your vulnerable side in front of others.

"It's really strange, I've been in Mond for so long, and you actually asked me this question, which reminds me of a word Feng Qing stared into Rosalia's eyes through the black hole of the vortex.

"It's dark under the lights."

"You, you mean you didn't do any harm to Mond? Then what happened to me."

Rosalia laughed angrily.

"No idea."

Feng Qing caressed her forehead, but her attitude towards Rosalia remained unchanged.

"I don't want to be tortured either? Although the torturer is very beautiful."

When he said this, Feng Qing's eyes suddenly had a strange color.

"Maybe I prefer to be the one who takes the initiative."

Suddenly, a spear appeared from Rosalia's back in the darkness.

"Sanctions... tremble..."

Rosalia threw the ice-covered spear relentlessly, pointing at the center of the black hole.

When the spear was about to leave the black hole, the corners of Feng Qing's mouth suddenly curled up, which made Rosalia, who had been vigilant all along, feel something was wrong.

What happened next really confirmed what was wrong in her heart.

When the spear is about to go out,

With a "click", it hit the void, and then fell off.