Stunning at Every Step: Lazy Little Beast Concubine

The subtext is that she can finally go back, right?

It turns out that she still never forgets to go back——

Di Shiyin felt a little bitter. He slowly set out the dishes and chopsticks for her, touched her buns, and broke her fantasy with one sentence: "It's still early."

Is it still early? Feng Qingyu raised her eyebrows: "I think you have almost recovered."

Di Shiyin peeled another shrimp for her casually: "The injury is almost healed. But it will take a long, long time to restore the original power..."

"Why?" Shouldn't the skill be restored after the injury?

Di Shiyin glanced at her and said, "Eat well first. I'll tell you when you're full." His tone was doting, like coaxing a little baby.

Feng Qingyu: "..." She pursed her lips. She had been playing this lolita for a long time, and she did have a stomachache.

Forget it, let’s eat! It’s not too late to ask him after you’ve finished your meal.

The dishes on the table were all delicious and tasty. Feng Qingyu had just taken a few bites when he suddenly paused and subconsciously glanced at the dishes on the table: ants climbing a tree, sweet and sour fish, skewers, kung pao chicken...

These dishes should not be available in this day and age!

She suddenly raised her head, staring directly at Di Shiyin: "These--these dishes..."

These dishes were originally He Xiangwan's specialty. On the last night of modern times, this was what he prepared for her——

How could Di Shiyin cook these? And the dishes are exactly the same as those that night. This is so weird!

"What's wrong with these dishes?" Di Shiyin raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a half-smile.

Feng Qingyu took a breath: "Did you cook these dishes?"

"Of course, why doesn't it suit your taste?" Di Shiyin picked up a shrimp ball for her.

"Did... someone teach you this?" Feng Qingyu refused to give up.

Emperor Shiyin smiled and said nothing. He raised his hand and saw a row of red candles on the table. The flickering candlelight made the wine in the cup sway slightly.

candlelight dinner?

Feng Qingyu's heart trembled slightly, this situation seemed familiar...

She forced a smile: "What day is it today that you are so romantic?"

"What do you think?" Di Shiyin leaned very close to her, his deep eyes as intoxicating as wine under the candlelight.

A glimmer of light flashed in Feng Qingyu's eyes, and he shook his head: "I can't guess."

Di Shiyin sighed softly: "Little fool, today is the 100th anniversary of our being together, shouldn't we celebrate it?"

"Pa!" The wine glass in Luo Qingyu's hand rolled to the ground.

Di Shiyin smiled slightly and conjured a bouquet of flowers out of nowhere: "Baby, this is for you."

Feng Qingyu's pupils shrank suddenly, peony! The bright red peony, rich and warm, was like a ball of fire.

"Why - give this?" Everything seemed to reappear in the past, Feng Qingyu's voice was slightly trembling.

"Baby, peony is the king of flowers. Don't you think it suits you very well?"

He leaned forward and approached her: "Why, you don't like it?" His tone was very soft, as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face.

Feng Qingyu stood up suddenly, her big eyes widened: "You...who are you?"