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The noodles were really oily.

Su Huaijing is really not humble at all, this kind of craftsmanship...

Yi Qing ate the coarse grain of salt with a strange expression. The stone-like grain of salt rolled on the tip of his tongue. It was salty, bitter, and a bit astringent. He hurriedly rolled a few mouthfuls of noodles and stuffed them into his mouth. , and then reluctantly swallowed it down.

"How about it."

Probably seeing that Yi Qing's expression was not normal, Su Huaijing asked too much out of humanitarianism, but from his expression, this question was more like a statement waiting for thanks and praise, rather than a concern .

In fact, Yi Qing is not as picky as Su Huaijing imagined. Although he was well-clothed and well-fed in those days and had a soft blanket, but for thousands of years, he has suffered and been offended, nothing can compare to a bowl of oily and salty fried noodles.If anything, he was more or less surprised.

Surprised that Su Huaijing can cook, surprised that Su Huaijing doesn't strive for perfection in everything, surprised that Su Huaijing will taint herself with the smoke and fire of the world.

"taste very bad."

In order to repay Senior Brother Su's deep kindness, "You" Lu, Yi Qing said very sincerely.

Su Huaijing became a little unhappy, he was not happy, his face didn't change at all, Yi Qing looked at him with a face full of fun, seeing Su Huaijing's eyebrows twitch slightly, his heart moved slightly, intentionally Said: "Brother Su, even if it is the first attempt, this level is really far below your level."

This time Su Huaijing's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch again.

Ha, he's angry!

"In that case." Su Huaijing's eyes were dark, and her hand fell on the table, as if she wanted to reach out to take the plate away, but she didn't do it for a long time.Yi Qing smiled slightly, noncommittal, but the tip of the chopsticks landed in the center of the plate, and he didn't intend to let it go. If it's unpalatable, it's unpalatable, but since it's fried for him, it's his.

Su Huaijing suddenly got up and moved closer, he whispered in Yi Qing's ear, "Then you eat it up."

He sat back slowly again, as if he didn't see Yi Qing's red ears, but it wasn't Yi Qing who wanted to be red, but that silly boy Yi Xuan in his body who was always red.

Maybe it was because the blow was too heavy this time, or the things in the box made Yi Qing go crazy with joy, it was rare that he didn't choke with Su Huaijing, but honestly ate the whole fried noodles, his lips were shiny and shiny. The full color of blood makes the lips extra soft and plump.

The noodles were finished, and he was about to say something, but obviously Yi Qing didn't intend to cooperate obediently, he picked up the box and was about to go out, when Su Huaijing's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"It does have more than a little oil in it."

Su Huaijing who was sitting at the table was calm and calm, but her voice was soft, with a protracted ending, which gave off a bit of bewitching flavor. It was not like Su Huaijing's usual style, but rather like a lover full of lazy temptation in bedtime. .

The sound is ecstasy, but the meaning of the words is ecstasy.

"You are sweating."

Cold sweat dripped from Yi Qing's forehead, and he couldn't control his body any longer. He fell back and landed in Su Huaijing's arms. However, his eyes were clear and clear, without any confusion or panic. He laughed and said, "I underestimated you, Senior Brother Su, you are indeed misleading by your beauty, I don’t know how to call you in the future.”

No matter how frightened I was in my heart, it still didn't show on my face.

"Sweating so much and talking nonsense."

Su Huaijing's body has a very faint fragrance, especially between the shadows of her temples. It is a kind of agarwood and perilla in meditation. She lowers her head slightly to reveal her slender neck, pressed against the fabric, giving off a dangerous allure.

Yi Qing forced himself to look away, thinking secretly in his heart, his eyes closed slightly.

Su Huaijing's body is not hot, nor is it as soft and plump as a woman's, Yi Qing leaned on his shoulder, leaned over to take a frivolous sniff, and there was a little bit of hoarse greed in his voice: "I didn't lose well. Brother Su made the bait himself, even if I was strangled to death, I would swallow it."

"What nonsense."

Su Huaijing frowned, but out of respect for a victim who had temporarily lost his fighting power, he didn't slap Yi Qing away. Yi Xuan was slightly shorter than Su Huaijing, but he was not light in weight. When Su Huaijing hugged her waist I was also surprised to find that this kid secretly practiced his abdominal muscles.

"You should rest now."

There is nothing in this room, but there is a long table used to put the head of the prey, which is dirty with blood, and the wood that should have been yellow now appears dark.Su Huaijing pondered for a moment, took a winter cloak from the mustard bag and laid it out, then put Yi Qing on it.

Yi Qing looked at him deeply, suddenly stopped laughing, and said coldly: "Su Huaijing, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Little lunatic."

Su Huaijing spat at him softly, wiped his sweat with a towel, wrapped the box in a cloth, put it under Yi Qing as a pillow, and said calmly, "Sleep, I will watch over you."

But Yi Qing has never been an obedient person, he put his hand on the back of Su Huaijing's hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "After this opportunity, if you want to kill me again, it will be impossible." Su Huaijing didn't shake off his hand, The back of his hand is also cold, like jade, the skin is soft and smooth, and he can vaguely touch the thin calluses on both sides of the palm that were born from practicing swords.

It seemed that Yi Qing's talkativeness made Su Huaijing a little impatient, the other party frowned and turned her head, her misty gray eyes were heavy, revealing an awesome chill, but Yi Qing tightened her fingers, thinking stubbornly See the killing intent in the opponent's eyes.

He never left a situation where there was no way out.

Whether this is a temptation or a suspicion, even Yi Qing himself can't tell, maybe it's both.

"Is it hard to kill you?"

Only then did Su Huaijing move, and he drew back his hand to hold back the cloak for Yi Qing, his voice was not contemptuous, but had a strong sense of provocation.

The scent of agarwood and perilla came from his body, and fell on this person, no matter how secluded and charming the scent was, it seemed that it was suddenly mixed with a bit of ice and snow.

Are you going to kill him?

Yi Qing closed his eyes slightly and thought.

Why leave trouble in vain.

Su Huaijing stretched out her hand, her voice was as clear and distant as if she had sunk into the bottom of a deep lake: "Go to sleep." His fingers stroked Yi Qing's eyelashes, and slowly slid down, letting Yi Qing's lips It was the butterfly that stayed at his fingertips for a moment.

This was the first time in Yi Qing's life that he kissed someone without any desire.

As expected, he was too brave before, and there was a faint pain in his internal organs. He took a breath, and the pain was severe, and he felt that hand landed on his heart and lungs, and the essence of spiritual power poured into his body in waves. , eased the irritating pain.

Su Huaijing...

Yi Qing took a deep breath.

He thought coldly and a little out of it.

Let him live for a while.

The words that the man said to himself not long ago seemed to be still vivid in his memory. There was no care and love on that cold and ruthless face, only promises and oaths. He would never break the contract, because there was no need to break the contract.

He once said: Yi Qing cannot die, and neither can Yi Xuan.

This time Yi Qing really wanted to try how to provoke Su Huaijing.

The murderous aura subsides temporarily.

The author has something to say: Yi Qing: The face is poisonous!

Finally, the beginning of the emotional drama [moved to tears]