The famous utensil of the superstar

Chapter 25

Seeing Daoist Sun's expression, Qi Feng frowned slightly, "Daoist, is there something wrong with his body?"

His expression was too serious, and when his dark eyes stared at a certain place, it always gave people a very serious feeling.Luo Qiubai didn't believe in these feudal superstitions at first, and agreed to let Sun Daozhang give the pulse was just a show, and he didn't expect him to see anything at all, but seeing Qi Feng's expression at the moment, he unconsciously felt a surge in his heart nervous.

"Daozhang, I don't really suffer from kidney deficiency, right? Then I'm going to cry." Luo Qiubai said jokingly, wanting to ease the tense atmosphere.

Qi Feng turned his head to glance at him, frowned slightly, last night Furonggou was still alive and bit him tightly, and the little brother was dangling in front of him, very spiritless, there was no reason why something went wrong.

Could it be possible that after cultivating both yin and yang with him, what harm would it cause to the body?

Sun Daochang glanced at Luo Qiubai, and the complex light in his eyes flashed past, so fast that others couldn't catch it at all.

He lowered his arms, brushed off his cuffs, and waved his hands with a relaxed expression, "It seems that you are nervous, don't worry, Xiao Luo, your bones are very good, there is no major problem."

"Then what does your serious expression mean..." Luo Qiubai couldn't help asking.

Daoist Sun stroked his beard and smiled at him, "What's the point? I'm just surprised that you and the young master just had sex yesterday, why is there so much yang in your body today? I have been practicing medicine for many years, and I am puzzled. I will think about it carefully in my heart, it may scare you like this, don't be surprised."

This sentence directly made Luo Qiubai speechless, and he didn't know where to put his hands in embarrassment for a moment. Could it be that he waved his hands modestly at this time and said, "Where is it? "?

Sounds stupid, right?Being squeezed all night and still full of yang is really not something to be proud of.

Dispelling Luo Qiubai's suspicion, Daoist Sun prescribed a few more daily doses of medicines for nourishing yin and tonifying yang, and after a few instructions, he copied his hands and went upstairs to give old master Qi his pulse.

Qi Feng didn't speak during this period, and remained in a strange silence. He didn't raise his head until Daoist Sun stepped up the stairs, his eyes were full of deep inquiry and suspicion.

His wife is easy to fool, but it doesn't mean that he is also easy to fool.

This old Taoist has stayed in the Qi family for so many years, I have never seen what he looked like when he felt his pulse, when did he have such a hesitant and dignified expression?Just now his expression was clearly not as simple as what he said on his lips. He must have detected some secret in Luo Qiubai's pulse just now, and he couldn't say it outright.

But what is this secret?Qi Feng thought for a while, then slowly frowned.

When Daoist Sun knocked on the door and walked into the bedroom, Mr. Qi had just finished his phone call and was sitting on a rocking chair, playing with a pot of lotus petals on the table.

His expression was gloomy, and he couldn't tell whether it was joy or anger. He raised his head and looked up when he heard the movement, and asked, "Did you see Xiao Feng? How is his body now?"

Sun Daozhang nodded, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, "With the furnace, the young master's strange illness has been much better than two weeks ago, and the yang energy that has been accumulated in the body for many years has also been evacuated, and now the blood is flowing smoothly. , the cases of limb paralysis and blockage of the heart will become less and less, as long as we practice together with the furnace for a few more days, the young master will no longer have to suffer from strange diseases."

Joy flashed across Old Master Qi's face, and then he frowned again, "That is to say, it is now completely certain that Luo Qiubai is Xiaofeng's destined furnace?"

Sun Daochang hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

Old Master Qi was silent, with both happy and worried expressions on his face, and finally all his emotions turned into a sigh, "Master Daoist, you just said that you need to practice double cultivation for a while longer, how long will this time be?"

"This depends on the physique of the furnace. Generally, female furnaces are weak and weak. If they have sex frequently, they will definitely damage their bodies. When the time comes, the vitality will be severely injured and it will not be conducive to the recovery of the host. But... Luo Qiubai is a man, and it is rare. I think his endurance will be much better, and I think the young master is really devoted to him, plus he is young and tastes meat for the first time, I guess... it will get twice the result with half the effort."

One sentence made the old man stand up, walked around the room with his hands behind his back in a complicated expression, and said, "...You mean that as long as Xiaofeng sleeps with him more times, it will be better for his recovery?"

"This should be."

The old man paused for a moment, and then smiled silently, "Well, at worst, let Xiaofeng play around for a few more days, and he will be fine after playing enough, and it will save me from spending all my time thinking about him."

Seeing his expression, Daoist Sun was still worried, he hesitated for a moment before speaking, "My lord...although I said that, but when I gave Luo Qiubai the pulse just now, I found something...it's really not good. .”

One sentence made Old Master Qi's smile fade completely, and he turned around with a frown, "What do you mean? Could there be something wrong with Lu Ding's body, and will it affect Xiao Feng's condition?"

Sun Daozhang hesitated to speak, only felt that he was nodding or shaking his head, he hesitated for a while and finally sighed, leaned over to the old man's ear and whispered something.

Every time he said a word, Mr. Qi's face became ugly, and in the end it was completely dark, "Is this true?"

Sun Daozhang nodded with a complex expression, "It's true, I was surprised when I noticed it just now, but this is indeed the reaction of famous weapons, and no one can change it. I'm afraid it will go on like this... These two children It's harder to separate."

Old Master Qi's face was solemn, he waved his hand and interrupted him, he was silent for a long time before he spoke slowly, "Master Daoist, don't say any more, I understand what you mean, I will think about this matter carefully."

The room fell into dead silence for a moment, but compared to the dignified upstairs, the restaurant downstairs was extraordinarily lively.

The delicacies needed for the dinner have been prepared, and all the chefs and servants are ordered to leave. At this time, there are only two people left in the huge kitchen.

Qi Feng was wearing an apron, cutting a piece of veal with a stinky face, his movements were stiff, and his expression was tense, as if what he was cutting was not a piece of meat, but an enemy who might jump up and attack him at any time, with a serious look. , with the appearance of facing the enemy, coupled with his tall body and the red plaid apron around his waist, he looked extremely happy.

Standing beside him was Luo Qiubai, who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He lowered his head all the time, fearing that if he accidentally laughed, his shoulders trembled.

Hearing two "bang bang" at this time, Qi Feng lost his temper. He really couldn't cut it into even small pieces according to Luo Qiubai's request, so he simply chopped up the minced meat impatiently.

"Hey, that's not the case. What we want to do is stir-fry beef tenderloin, not beef dumplings."

Luo Qiubai opened his mouth, and couldn't hold back the laughter, he couldn't even straighten his waist while supporting the table.

"Shut up and don't laugh!" Qi Feng continued to struggle with the veal with a dark face, the corners of his mouth were tightly drawn, and he gave Luo Qiubai a very displeased look.

What to say, "When you are reunited with your family, if you, a grandson, can take the initiative to cook, you will definitely make the old man very happy", you don't know the meaning at all!Don't think I won't be angry if you act like a baby and beg me to do it!

Looking at the expression on his face, Luo Qiubai knew what he was thinking, and he leaned over with a smile and said, "Didn't we agree just now, I will direct you to cook, and even if the old man doesn't care about you doing such an outrageous thing, you should Be filial, what's more, if the food you cook is delicious, and the old man hears that it is my advice, don't you just let me be in your light and get a good impression of you."

Qi Feng held the kitchen knife and didn't speak, and didn't even look at Luo Qiubai.

"Okay, okay, good boy, I beg you, can't you? Dinner will be served in a while, and if we don't do it, it will be too late for us."

Fu Ronggou's supple voice wafted back and forth in his ears, Qi Feng's strong and tall body froze for a moment, and then he grunted reluctantly, "You begged me for this, I just cooperate with you."

Luo Qiubai pursed his lips and snickered, and nodded, "Then you have to cooperate with me, first marinate the veal with salt and pepper."

Qi Feng glanced at him, grabbed a large handful of salt and sprinkled it on the beef.

"Wait a minute, there are too many of these, put three grams at most, too much salt is not good for the elderly."

"Three grams?" Qi Feng frowned, suddenly put down the things in his hand, turned around and found a dosimeter in the kitchen cabinet, took a salt spoon and sprinkled it on it with a serious face, while staring at it. The scale is like doing a precise chemical experiment.

Luo Qiubai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly stopped him, "Where are you cooking like this, if everything is exactly right, you won't be able to experience the joy of cooking."

Qi Feng became irritable again, frowning tightly and darkening his face, he said impatiently, "I can't do this or that, what do you want? Don't give orders, why don't you come?"

His wife was definitely torturing him on purpose!It's capricious to be so mean to your husband!Don't think that I will tolerate you every time.

Luo Qiubai had figured out his temper a long time ago, so he was not angry at this time, and stroked his hair with a smile, "Okay, I didn't make it clear, I will do this process."

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and skillfully added seasonings to the veal. Salt, monosodium glutamate, pepper, five-spice powder...the fine particles fell into the bowl. He lowered his head, his plain facial features were extremely soft , the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, warm and patient.

He carefully explained the use and dosage of these ingredients to Qi Feng, but Qi Feng kept looking at him and didn't listen at all.

After putting away the ingredients and adding a little water starch, when the faucet was turned on, a pair of broad and strong hands suddenly hugged his waist from behind.

Luo Qiubai froze for a moment, then a red apron was tied around his waist, Qi Feng's arms were warm, his tall body bowed slightly, and his head rested on his shoulder.

"I, I can do it myself." Luo Qiubai's ears were slightly reddened by Qi Feng's breathing, and he hurriedly held down his fidgeting hand, trying to grab the apron.

But Qi Feng didn't agree, he held the apron tightly and said, "I'll do it."

"You continue cooking while I watch."

Rubbing his hands back and forth on his most sensitive part, it was obviously a very simple movement, but it made people think a little. Luo Qiubai scratched his hair, feeling uncomfortable all over, but he didn't refuse any more, and he was grateful for this There was no one else in the kitchen at the time, otherwise it would be a shame.

After the apron was fastened, Qi Feng still didn't let go of his arms, his hot chest was pressed against Luo Qiubai's back, and the smell of his usual bath liquid wafted from his back. The kitchen was extremely quiet, Luo Qiu Bai could clearly feel the ups and downs on his back, the man's breath was close at hand, and his heart suddenly beat fast.

This is the first time the two of them embraced each other intimately when they were fully awake, even if they did something more outrageous last night, Luo Qiubai was not as flustered as he is now.

It was all because it was so quiet here that he could hear his chaotic heartbeat so vividly.

"Why not? Grandpa is still waiting for dinner."

Qi Feng's voice sounded behind him for no reason, it was deep and mellow, Luo Qiubai was flustered for a while, and almost poured a whole bottle of soy sauce into the pot.

"...You hug me like this, I can't do it, can you let go first?"

Luo Qiubai twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to make himself smile more naturally, but Qi Feng didn't even pause, and just said "no".

Being rejected so directly, Luo Qiubai didn't know what to do with this man for a moment, so he bravely poured the beef into the pot.

With a sound of "Zi", the tender and smooth veal changed color when it saw the fire, and the strong aroma of black pepper floated in the air.

Qi Feng lowered his head, leaned over and sniffed hard, the tip of his nose brushed Luo Qiu's white hair and earlobes, and whispered "It smells so good", he didn't know whether he was talking about the steaming veal or his cuddling. Luo Qiubai in his arms.

"It's agreed that you will do it. I've already finished all the preparations, and it's up to you to do the rest."

Luo Qiubai's breathing was a little messy, and he found a reason to escape from Qi Feng's arms.

Qi Feng clamped his arms inward, blocking his way, his arms passed through his side, covering Luo Qiubai's right hand holding the frying spoon, his five fingers tightened, "I won't, you take me to stir fry. "

"But……"

"Shouldn't it be time to turn it over now? This side is going to be burnt." Qi Feng ignored what Luo Qiubai said behind, and murmured something in his ear, and his tall body followed Luo Qiubai's movements and began to stir fry.

Luo Qiubai was completely wrapped in Qi Feng's arms, with a hot frying pan in front of him, and a strong and hot chest behind him, the heat from the front and rear made his face red a bit, he stuttered and turned over and over with a spoon, It is not clear who is teaching whom.

Qi Feng looked at Luo Qiubai in his arms, and the corners of his mouth quickly twitched. The irritable mood that was tortured by cooking just now miraculously calmed down, and he even enjoyed the process a little bit.

A plate of unattractive veal was fried, and Qi Feng picked up a piece of it with chopsticks and brought it to Luo Qiubai's mouth, with a strange and familiar blush on his face, "Taste my cooking."

One sentence made Luo Qiu Bai burst out laughing, and the nervousness just now disappeared in an instant.

Obviously he did everything except chopping vegetables, and the big bird monster was ashamed to say that it was his handicraft.

The applause opened his mouth and tasted a piece, even Luo Qiubai himself didn't realize how intriguing the pose of the two hugging each other, one feeding the other.

The tip of his nose was filled with the smell of smoke and fire. These days made Luo Qiubai a little dazed, and suddenly there was no sign of a sense of belonging in his heart. This was what he had been searching for all these years of wandering alone, but he had never found it.

He raised his head to meet Qi Feng's eyes, and was surprised to find that he could read a smile from them, and his heart beat a little faster. He felt that this matter was very bad, and something seemed to have escaped his control ...

This scene was all seen by Mr. Qi who was standing outside the kitchen door at some time, and the atmosphere between the two of them, even a blind person could see that it was tricky.

He glanced at Luo Qiubai, his gaze sank completely, he didn't smile any more, turned around and left with a cane, and suddenly had an idea in his heart...