Everybody is Secretly in Love with Me CH.15

CH.15: To Capture Your Dao Companion’s Heart, You Must First Capture Their Stomach

After bidding farewell to his sweetheart, Feng Qin made a beeline to a shop like a fiery wind and bought all kinds of spirit beasts’ meats——key one being chicken, and returned to Xumi Realm with this pile of ingredients.

His barbecuing skills were not up to standard, and instead, he even needed to trouble his sweetheart to suffer hardship on his account and roast something for him to eat, and such a failure Feng Qin was completely unwilling to accept, he’s so perfect, so awesome, how could he be bad at such a small thing?

—He’s just not familiar with it, throughout his childhood till now, he’s never used his true fire to roast chicken, and no one was immediately good at something, en, yes, he’s just lacking some practice, that’s all!

The small dough bun child was full of ambition, encouraging himself to be diligent in training, striving hard to roast the best-roasted chicken, then he can offer his sweetheart a treasure. His sweetheart will definitely be super happy, and will definitely praise him——ei hehehe~ it’ll be even better if he gets a kiss!

His mind let his imagination roam, and the little dough bun’s face flushed into an undulating red, but his nose picked up a burning smell, and suddenly, his happiness packed face stretched into a stepmother’s face.

——He, he was just carelessly distracted! It’s not a failure!

Fiercely tossing the scorched chicken pieces to the side, Feng Qin rolled up his sleeves, revealing his stick arms as white as lotus roots, and picked out another chicken to persist in his struggling efforts.

When Demon Cultivator Feng Shuang returned from the secret realm and stepped into his cave, his immediate first reaction was to stop his steps and sniff——what’s this burning smell in the room? It can’t be that stupid son of his roasted himself, right?!

The Phoenix clan was born to love fire, but Feng Qin was still young, and he doted on him like pearls and jade, it’s inevitable that he was still “naïve and innocent” and occasionally does something with dropped IQ. For his stupid son, Feng Shuang clutched his breaking heart and rushed straight towards the courtyard where Feng Qin lived, and just as he entered the door, he choked on the air filled with smoke and fire, and hurriedly waved his sleeves, scattering the room full of billowing smoke.

Then, he saw his family’s stupid son defeated like a rooster that just lost a fight, his whole person stunned, and his white face completely covered in black ash, and his always gorgeous clean clothes were also covered with meats chunks and ashes and stained with grease, cutting Feng Shuang’s awkward figure stuck staring.

Originally, he wanted to teach his stupid son a good lesson, but when he saw how pitiful Feng Qin was, Feng Shuang couldn’t bear to. He turned his head and glanced at all the strange-looking failures on the ground and coughed softly, “What’s the matter Qin’er?¹ Practicing how to use the True Fire?”

Feng Qin looked at his father bitterly, small mouth turned away, and his clear big eyes looked tearful.

Feng Shuang pursed his lips and walked over to sit down next to his stupid son——provided, of course, that the mess was cleaned up—then asked emphatically, “Talk, alright? What were you doing exactly?”

“……Roasted chicken.” Feng Qin replied quietly, “I wanted to roast a chicken for that person to eat, but……I couldn’t get it right no matter how much I practiced…..”

——Where’s the agreed-upon genius? Didn’t they say that a Phoenix was born to control fire?! Then why couldn’t he even roast a single chicken, what’s going on?!

Hearing Feng Qin say this, Feng Shuang suddenly widened his eyes, handsome face flashing in understanding and worry, “Son ah, you’re still so small, and there’s already someone you like?”

Feng Qin’s small face flushed, shy and bashful, but firmly nodded.

“That person, what are they like?” Feng Shuang inquired, tone gentle and magnanimous, able to evoke others’ desire to talk, and Feng Qin naturally couldn’t resist his father’s temptation, telling all about the process of meeting, knowing, and almost love with each other (……) about his beloved, with pink bubbles of awakening love popping all over his body.

Feng Shuang listened on one side, nodding his head on the other. Although he felt that his family’s son was too young, not suitable to fall in love, but love, this kind of thing, when encountered wasn’t countable, and as an open-minded parent, as long as the other party doesn’t take advantage of their son, wasn’t a conspiring hoodlum, he will not beat the mandarin ducks² with a stick.

From Feng Qin’s description, his beloved was a beautiful and powerful sword cultivator, temperament seemingly somewhat cold, but character gentle and kind, knowing Feng Qin’s identity as a phoenix, but can treat him with a common heart, neither haughty nor humble, and in general was a good child.

——Of course, the description from his stupid son caught in love should only be casually listened to, there’s the so-called in the eye’s of the beholder, and Feng’s Qin eyes were the eyes of a lover. As for the other person’s real character, was still waiting for him to personally verify.

Although that young youth was using their family’s stupid son as a mobile roaster and trying to taste a chicken roasted out a phoenix’s true fire, they simply didn’t look at the Phoenix clan in their eyes. But…… who didn’t do a few frivolous things when they were young? For chasing their beloved, what’s a phoenix’s face worth? Compared to the Dao and descendants, it’s not worth mentioning at all!

For the time being, there was a question mark over the character of his stupid son’s beloved, but it was rare for Feng Qin to be so persistent in wanting to do something—or chasing a dao companion—and he, as a father, couldn’t just stand by. Feng Shuang elegantly lifted his sleeves, reached out his hand towards Feng Qing and hooked his finger, “Bring out a chicken for your father, father will teach you how to roast chicken!”

Feng Qin: “……………………………………”

Feng Qin’s small face almost split in shock, in his eyes, his father had always been a proud, dazzling, distinguished, and elegant existence, with no relationship whatsoever with roasted chicken, but now with that familiar stance, you really can’t judge a book by its cover.

“Father……you……you can roast chicken?” The little dough bun stared in disbelief, but he obediently pulled out a chicken by its hair out of his space ring.

“Naturally. When father was chasing your mother, I had to often use the True Origin Fire to roast things for her to eat. You must know that the Phoenix Clan’s True Origin Fire is the world’s most noble fire, and if used to roast, the taste of the things roasted are excellent.” Feng Shuang nimbly skewered the chicken on the grill and ignited a True Fire, “As the saying goes, ‘In order to capture your dao companion’s heart, you must first capture their stomach.’ Phoenixes are rare in number, and once the other party falls in love with your roasted food, unable to part with it, where else would they go to find another Phoenix willing to roast food for them? Naturally, they’ll obediently be led to our home~ The Phoenix clan, when chasing a dao companion, 8 times out of 10, 9 times are all this move, simple and practical, a certain 1 strike win!”

“Oh oh oh ao ao ao ao!” The little dough bun listened with sparkling eyes, and couldn’t wait to carry out the Phoenix Clan’s food trapping plan immediately, learning to roast with even more motivation.

After a whole night of tireless practice under the guidance of veteran driver Feng Shuang, Feng Qin finally learned how to roast chicken——although it’s not perfect, it was enough to fool people. What’s more, letting your beloved accompany you, witnessing you roasting chicken bit by bit will make it even more delicious, and wouldn’t it also be a kind of alternative romance?

With the encouragement of his father, Feng Qin, who had not slept all night but was still refreshed, once again filled his space ring with all kinds of meat, and then headed straight to the spot where he parted from his sweetheart yesterday, encouraged to let his sweetheart change his original impression, and then fall in love with him (the roasted chicken he made).

Thus, when Lin Zhizhi, who had a good night’s sleep, once again set off from the Luo Xianjian Sect to He Yan Mountain, intending to continue his task of cleaning up the guinea pig beasts, he once again encountered Feng Qin, who was already waiting on the road, and was stunned by the other party’s extremely shiny and expectant eyes.

——For some reason, his back felt somewhat prickly, as if something ominous was staring at him……

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Qin’er – In Chinese, the ‘er is added to the name as a term of endearment^{1. ↩}

Mandarin Ducks – Representing an affectionate couple; used as a symbol because mandarin ducks are believed to form life-long couples, unlike other ducks^{2. ↩}

It’s all laugh and games until Lin Zhizhi gets food poisoning 😳