When Feng Jiao started to get busy, Ling Yuan sat on the chair in the kitchen, reading a book while accompanying her.

His little chef acted quickly and chopped the fish into meat filling. Perhaps because she was in a good mood, she sang a song while kneading the noodles.

"You are the content of the poem at the beginning of the letter, the end of the fairy tale. You are the miracle for granted by nature. You are the beautiful moonlight. You are the gift from Santa Claus to me, a good child. You are my scoop of water in the three thousand beautiful worlds..."

Ling Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Jiao.

Like the song "Ode to the Millennium Recipe" she sang last time, he had never heard of this song.

The tunes and lyrics of the song are also very strange.

However, he felt that because the little chef's voice was sweet, even if the song sounded a little strange, it was very pleasant.

Until he heard her sing such lyrics.

"So let me get closer a little closer because you are too warm. I will become stronger because you are too soft. Exchange the golden contract of ring fingers and give each other years. I promise to hold hands from now on because I will go far."

Ling Yuan couldn't help but frown.

What does the little chef sing this song mean?!

Whoever she wants to hold hands with, and whom she wants to go far with?!

Seeing that Ling Yuan was attracted by his singing, Feng Jiao lowered her head, and in her hanging eyes, there was a cunning light that was like a little fox, and the plan was successful.

She deliberately chose this song "Swallowing Finger" to sing it to a certain cat fairy, hoping that through the lyrics, he could understand more or less what she thought, what she thought about in the sun, and what she dreamed at night.

"You are the marking points I am looking for in my adventures in thousands of mountains. You are the lines that divide my life and connect them. You are the look back thousands of times in the previous life, holding hands piously. You are everything else, my world."

After listening to this passage, Ling Yuan felt that he could not bear it anymore.

The little chef is in such a good mood. Could it be that she met Xue Yan today?!

So... she sang the song just now for Xue Yan?

Her moonlight is so beautiful, her weak water is three thousand, the person she wants to walk with her hands, the dividing line of her life, the thousands of times she looked back in her previous life, could her world be that Xue Yan?!

Thinking of this, Ling Yuan suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart that his most precious treasure would be stolen by others.

He stood up suddenly, teleported to Feng Jiao, and even held her hand, "Why do you want to sing such a song?"

What he actually wants to ask is, who did you sing this song for?

But he couldn't ask.

Holding her flour-stained little hand in his hand, he felt the uneasiness he had never felt before.

"Ah?" Feng Jiao was stunned for a moment, looked at Ling Yuan in surprise and said, "I just think I'm in a good mood today, and sing casually, where is there any reason."

Instead of pulling her hand out of his hand, she looked at his eyes and smiled slightly: "A Ling, the name of this song is "Hooking Finger and Swearing". Do you think this song is good?"

"You are in a good mood and can sing this song because you saw Xue Yan today?" He endured it again and again, but still couldn't help it and asked.
Chapter completed!