My wife is a sword god.

Chapter 108 The Thoughtful Lan Ningshuang

Qin Feng and the two walked towards Ting Yuxuan, and as they walked, Lan Ningshuang suddenly said: "Young master, you are already married, and you should keep a certain distance from other women when you go out."

"Miss Lan, do you mean the woman who asked for a doctor just now?" Qin Feng laughed dumbfoundedly: "I said before that doctors don't see men and women in their eyes. As long as they come to see a doctor, they are all the same to me."

"My uncle's character, of course I can trust, but I'm afraid that those women with other purposes will take the opportunity to get close to my uncle." When Lan Ningshuang said this, what she thought of was not the woman who was cold in the palace, but the woman who covered her black hair. Cang Feilan of the square scarf.

Although the palace cold woman is charming, she does not pose any threat to herself or the young lady.

But Cang Feilan's temperament is completely different, even if she covered her face with a square scarf, the half of her face exposed is already arousing people's imagination, and her long and powerful legs.
Lan Ningshuang lowered her head and took a look. She has practiced martial arts all year round. Although her legs are not bad, they are still inferior to Cang Feilan.

On her body, Lan Ningshuang, who was the only one who was sure that she could beat her opponent, thought in her heart, and looked at the plain chest wrapped in a chest cloth.

Suddenly, her face flushed slightly.

What am I thinking, why do I compare myself with Miss Cang?

i must be crazy
"Miss Lan is too unconfident in herself, with a beauty like you by my side, how could those vulgar fans dare to approach me casually.

And I'm used to seeing Miss Lan's appearance, and I've long looked down on ordinary girls. "Qin Feng said casually.

Swish!
Hearing this, Lan Ningshuang's crimson cheeks instantly flushed with blush.

Why does my uncle say this? Does he think I'm beautiful?
Uncle looks down on other women, could it be that he has his eyes on me?
Lan Ningshuang's heart was beating violently. She had practiced martial arts with the young lady since she was a child, and she had little contact with men. It can be said that she was ignorant of the world, so she had never heard such compliments like love words.

I just feel a little drunk all over.

After being silent for a long time, Lan Ningshuang asked anxiously, "Is Miss Cang an ordinary girl to my uncle?"

Qin Feng was taken aback for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Miss Cang is naturally not an ordinary woman, she is a woman whose legs can be played with for a lifetime, and also a woman who can save herself hundreds of years of struggle.

But these words must not be uttered!

A trace of cold sweat fell on his forehead, and Qin Feng's brain turned wildly, searching for the most suitable words.

"My uncle, why didn't you talk? Could it be that Miss Cang is unusual for my uncle?" Lan Ningshuang chased and beat her fiercely.

Something is wrong with Miss Lan today, isn't this driving me to a dead end? At this moment, Qin Feng's palms are sweating!

Suddenly, the cries of street vendors came into my ears.

Qin Feng searched for his reputation and saw that it was a sugar figurine stall. The stall owner was an old man who was stirring the golden yellow maltose with two thin sticks in his hands, constantly changing its shape on the heating tool.

Everyone around applauded!
There is a way!

Qin Feng's eyes lit up: "Huh? There is a candy seller there, Miss Lan, may I treat you to a candy man?"

Lan Ningshuang was still thinking about the question just now, and before she could reply, when she looked again, the uncle had already run to the sugar seller's booth.

"Old man, how do you sell this sugar figurine?" Qin Feng looked at the sugar figurines that had already been formed. There were butterflies, roosters, and gourds. The best looking one was a horse.

Mostly children's favorite objects.

The old man quoted the price, it was a small business, and the things were naturally not expensive, even the horse with the most materials was only five or six yuan.

Seeing Lan Ningshuang following him, Qin Feng was afraid that she would talk about the topic just now again, so he hurriedly asked: "Then old man, can you let me try it myself?"

"This..." The old man showed a look of embarrassment, he was deeply afraid that the handsome young man in front of him would waste his maltose because of his poor hand skills.

Qin Feng didn't say much, and immediately took out a penny.

"My lord, take care of yourself." Seeing this, the old man was overjoyed, and after accepting the money, he hurriedly moved away from his seat.

The onlookers felt that it was a novelty, and they all stopped to see what kind of sugar figurine this handsome young man could make.

Of course, their more mentality is to see Qin Feng make a fool of himself.

Qin Feng had made this plan to silence Miss Lan, but now that everyone was watching, he felt a little uncertain.

After all, he had never been in contact with being a sugar figure before!
After hesitating again and again, an idea flashed in Qin Feng's mind. He took a deep breath, picked up two thin sticks with both hands, dipped them in maltose, and danced them quickly on the hot iron plate.

At first, the shape could not be discerned, and the spectators booed one after another, some even hissed, and the old man stood aside and shook his head.

Lan Ningshuang frowned slightly, her uncle was underestimated, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

But as Qin Feng's hands moved faster and faster, the shape of the sugar figure was continuously outlined.

The old man's eyes widened, and the sound of gasping for air came and went.

The shape of this sugar figurine is clearly a lifelike beauty, and it is almost like the beauty in blue clothes and holding a sword!

That's right, this sugar figurine is Lan Ningshuang!
Qin Feng handed out the finished sugar figurine: "You have been here in the Qin Mansion for so long, and I haven't given you any presents yet, so please keep this sugar figurine."

Lan Ningshuang took the sugar figurine, was attracted by the delicate shape, her beautiful eyes lingered, and she felt sweet in her heart even though the sugar figurine hadn't been put into her mouth.

"How about a taste?" Qin Feng said with a smile.

How could Lan Ningshuang be willing to eat such a cherished gift? She took out the space jade pendant, put away the sugar figurine, and said softly, "I'll eat it later when I go back."

Having said that, she was thinking in her heart how to keep this sugar figurine well.

Qin Feng didn't understand, so if you don't eat the freshly made candy, do you have to wait until it melts before eating?
Forget it, anyway, looking at her like this, she shouldn't be entangled with the problem just now.

However, I didn't expect that I have such a talent for being a sugar figure?

Qin Feng was complacent, and another thought came to his mind: "It's a bit biased to only make a sugar figure for Miss Lan.

Let’s make another one for Miss Cang and Niangzi. "

As soon as the idea was born, Qin Feng's hands danced again.

Thanks to the previous experience, it can be said that being a sugar figure is handy this time.

Lan Ningshuang looked at the golden maltose on the iron plate, and when she saw a beautiful woman appearing, she smiled knowingly.

That is the appearance of a young lady, my uncle really has a young lady in his heart.

When everyone around saw the appearance of the sugar figure, they were astonished. Is there really such a beauty in the world?The appearance is still above the girl in blue!

However, when Liu Jianli's sugar figurine was ready, Qin Feng did not stop.

Lan Ningshuang seemed to have thought of something, and her smile gradually faded.

After a while, Cang Feilan's sugar figurine came into view.

"Old man, thank you very much." Qin Feng put away the two sugar figurines, and left under the envious eyes of everyone.

With the precedent of the first sugar figure, they naturally believed that the other two beautiful sugar figures were also real, so they showed such expressions!
(End of this chapter)