I cross you in the world of mortals [Rebirth]

When Shen Jimo woke up, it was already daylight, he yawned, got up and unwrapped his bag, picked out a Qian-colored shirt to change into, pushed open the door, and called out, "Please fetch me a basin of water, I need to wash up. "

Someone below responded, "Okay."

Shen Jimo sat at the table. There was no bronze mirror in this room, so he couldn't do his makeup, so he simply gathered his hair together casually, and tied it with a hair tie of the same color as his clothes.

After a while, the person who delivered the water came, and it was Shu Yun who welcomed the two of them in yesterday.

Shu Yun was even more surprised when he saw that Shen Jimo was wearing Qian color all over his body. For a man, he wore Xueqing yesterday, which was out of line, but today he wore such an eye-catching color, is he afraid that others will not know his origin?

Shen Jimo saw what Shu Yun was thinking, and smiled lazily: "Do I look good in this dress?"

Good-looking is good-looking, even more beautiful than the peonies in full bloom in May.

But Shen Jimo in front of him is clearly a man, how can a man ask a woman if he looks good.

Shen Jimo didn't care that he didn't get an answer to his question just now, he reached into the washbasin placed on the table, picked up a handful of water and splashed it casually a few times.

This Shen Jimo was beautiful, showing a sense of laziness all over his body, the water beads fell between his eyebrows and eyes, and he was full of life and fragrance.

Shu Yun couldn't help saying: "You look very good-looking."

Shen Jimo tilted his head and said with a smile: "Miss Shu is absurd."

After all, Shen Jimo asked: "Has Mr. Ji started?"

Shu Yun replied: "Young Master Ji has had breakfast down here."

Shen Jimo nodded, and asked again: "What is he eating?"

Shu Yun wondered why Shen Jimo asked this question, and then realized that since Shen Jimo is Ji Zhuo's man, for the sake of money, he must care about Ji Zhuo, Fang replied: "I want two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge .”

Shen Jimo wrung out a soft cloth to dry his face, and said with a sneer, "He is frugal."

Shu Yun enthusiastically said: "The steamed buns in the store are delicious, Mr. Shen, do you want to try it too?"

Shen Jimo was not good at flattering others, so he nodded: "Then I want a steamed bun and a bowl of beef soup."

Who wants to eat some beef soup early in the morning, Shu Yun wondered, but heard Shen Jimo say: "By the way, is there any roast chicken?"

Shu Yun was startled, shook his head and said, "The roast chicken is sold out."

"Since the roast chicken is gone, let's get some beef." Shen Jimo said with a smile, "Please Mrs. Shu get it ready first, I'll go down later."

It is strange to eat beef soup early in the morning, but this Shen Jimo wants to roast chicken and beef, what a weirdo.

Shu Yun has been in business for nearly five years, and has never met someone like Shen Jimo, but since there is money to be made, no matter what he does.

She said with a smile on her face, "I'll let the cook prepare."

She pushed the door out and closed it again.

Shen Jimo packed up and went downstairs.

Ji Zhuo was born in a good family, he eats food carefully, and if there is no urgent matter, he does not speak a word when eating, so when he saw Shen Jimo coming downstairs, he only raised his jaw to signal him to sit down, then lowered his head again. Go ahead and eat the remaining half of the steamed bun.

Shen Jimo sat next to Ji Zhuo, put his fingers on Ji Zhuo's waist, and lowered his head to grab a mouthful of steamed buns.

Ji Zhuo glanced at him, although he was surprised that he had plain noodles today, but he continued to eat expressionlessly.

With a movement of his fingers, Shen Jimo pinched a piece of Ji Zhuo's flesh through the soft material, with a steamed bun in his mouth, his lips were half pressed against Ji Zhuo and said, "Did Mr. Ji sleep well yesterday?"

Ji Zhuo ignored him, took a mouthful of porridge with a spoon.

The white porridge is soft and glutinous, and it melts in the mouth. Ji Zhuo used up the white porridge that had bottomed out, but Shen Jimo's fingers still pinched the flesh around his waist. He glanced at Shen Jimo coldly, and finally He opened his mouth: "Release."

The voice was extremely cold, and Shen Jimo felt so cold that he loosened his fingers.

At this time, Shu Yun brought steamed buns and beef. Seeing the two of them crookedly together, she secretly sighed in her heart that although Shen Jimo was beautiful, he was a man who sold his flesh and blood. convergence.

Shu Yun laid out the steamed buns and beef, and said, "Please use, Mr. Shen."

Shen Jimo got up and changed to a stool to sit on, distanced himself from Ji Zhuo.

He looked up at Shu Yun and boasted: "Miss Shu, the steamed buns in the store are really delicious."

While talking, he wandered narrowly on Ji Zhuo's face until he saw Ji Zhuo turned his face away uncomfortably, then he took a bamboo chopstick and put a piece of beef into his mouth.

The taste of the beef was average, and it was still edible. After a few mouthfuls, he put down the bamboo chopsticks and went to eat the steamed buns.

At this moment, Ji Zhuo had finished eating his steamed buns, and said expressionlessly, "I slept well yesterday."

Shen Jimo made a look of disappointment and said: "Young master Ji sleeps so well without my company, it really makes me very sad."

Ji Zhuo lowered his voice and said: "I know you will never be short of someone, but since you have followed me on the road of cultivating immortality, don't do it again."

"Don't talk like this anymore..." Shen Jimo paused for a moment, with a charming smile on the corner of his mouth, "Or stop indulging in love/desire?"

Shen Jimo didn't apply makeup today, his eyebrows were clean, but he smiled like this, as if he was still in the Chu Pavilion, trying to seduce his benefactor to entangle with him.

Disgust suddenly appeared between Ji Zhuo's brows, Fang wanted to get up, but Shen Jimo grabbed his wrist.

Shen Jimo raised his head and whispered: "I have already said that my nature is lewd/slutty, if I want to change it, I'm afraid I will have to cramp and live again."

Shen Jimo's hand was so hot that it almost burned a piece of flesh on Ji Zhuo's wrist. Ji Zhuo wanted to break free, but when he lowered his head, his fingers and the back of his hand were all white. He only felt that his heart was slightly out of order. She applied force, but the snow-white fingers loosened first.

Ji Zhuo moved his fingers, then put his fingers in his sleeves, and said condescendingly: "Since you agreed to go to cultivate immortals with me, bear with it, don't let me find out that you are looking for someone to have sex in private."

Shen Jimo played with his own locks of hair with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Then I can't agree."

It was said that Ji Zhuo was about to explode, but Shen Jimo stopped looking at him, and instead raised his voice towards the chef: "How is my beef soup?"

The old Qi in the kitchen responded, "It's almost ready, my lord will wait a moment."

Ji Zhuo originally thought that Shen Jimo only wanted steamed buns and beef, but he didn't expect that this early in the morning, the bamboo demon in front of him actually wanted beef soup.

As a bamboo demon, why is she like Shen Jimo?

Loves Fendai, loves things in the house, and loves meat?

Ji Zhuo was full of doubts in his heart, but Shen Jimo's soft voice suddenly brushed against his ears: "Master Ji, if you look at me like this, I might be mistaken."

Ji Zhuo couldn't help taking a step back, turned around, and said coldly: "I'm going back to my room, if you have nothing to do, don't bother me."

Shen Jimo glanced at Ji Zhuo's back, and put another piece of bamboo chopsticks beef into his mouth.

The beef fell into the mouth, and it became more and more tasteless.

He lowered his head and stared at his five fingers that had just grabbed Ji Zhuo's wrist, the smile on his mouth gradually faded.

In the kitchen, the beef soup was tumbling in the pot, Shu Yun raised the curtain and half leaned against the doorway: "Are you ready?"

The old Qi stirred the pot with a shovel, turned his head and said: "I have never seen such a beef soup so early in the morning."

Shu Yun smiled and said: "Two sons came here in the middle of the night yesterday, and the one who asked for beef soup was one of them. He was born very well. I have never seen such a good-looking person in my life. Maybe it's because he was born so good-looking, so he was a little bit confused." Just a quirk."

When Old Qi heard this, his eyes lit up, he stared straight at Shu Yun, licked his lower lip and said: "Is it really a very good birth?"

Knowing that old Qi was itching, Shu Yun replied, "It's true."

Old Qi let the shovel lean against the edge of the pot, forced himself to Shu Yun, and said eagerly: "Better than that little girl living upstairs?"

The little girl that Lao Qi was referring to was the maid who accompanied the boy, and she was born with a beautiful appearance.

Shu Yun said without hesitation: "Compared to Mr. Shen, that girl is just a vulgar thing."

Old Qi returned to the stove with a smile on his face, filled up the beef soup, and said, "Since you have said so, let me serve the beef soup. I want to see how beautiful he is."

Shu Yun stepped aside to make way, and when Lao Qi walked by her side, he reminded in a low voice: "I'm afraid that Mr. Ji who came with Mr. Shen will not be easy to get along with."

Old Qi was anxious and hurried away.

Shen Jimo glanced at the wind and snow outside the window, silently bit the steamed bun, heard footsteps, and looked back slightly.

Surprised by his appearance, Lao Qi shook his fingers and almost spilled the hot beef soup in his hand.

With great difficulty, he put down the beef soup on the table smoothly, stared straight at Shen Jimo and said with a flattering smile: "Mr. Shen, why did you come here to stay in the middle of the night on a snowy day?"

Shen Jimo ate a mouthful of beef soup first, and then said: "I am going to Lizhou with my husband to do business and pass by here."

This Shen Jimo is clearly a man, but he also called that Mr. Ji's husband, there is no such thing as three matchmakers and six hires, he is clearly a rabbit.

But what he said was very frank, really shameless.

Old Qi slandered endlessly in his heart, but because he coveted his beauty, he still shamelessly sat down beside Shen Jimo.

Shen Jimo didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he had his breakfast.

Suddenly, a wolf howl came in from outside. This wolf howl filled everyone's ears with a bloodthirsty meaning, as if they were going to eat people's skin and bones in the next moment.

The boy sitting at the table near the gate was so frightened that his face was white, his breathing was stagnant, and he accidentally fell off the bench.

The maid next to him screamed even more, and it took a long time to recover and help the boy up.

The two staggered up the stairs, not even taking a few mouthfuls of breakfast.

Shu Yun was checking the stored rice grains in the kitchen, when he heard the sound his whole body trembled, he lifted the curtain and went out.

Zhang Qing closed the account book and said to Shu Yun who was in a hurry: "It's just a howl, don't be afraid."

The table where Shen Jimo was sitting was by the window. He stood up, and in full view of everyone, he stretched out his hand and opened the window to look out.

A wolf stood in the wild grass not far away, its eyes were bare, it had been standing there for some time, its fur was already covered with layers of snow, and the color of its fur could not be seen.

Seeing that Shen Jimo had opened the window, Old Qi couldn't care less about him, so he quickly retreated to the checkout counter, and huddled together with Zhang Qing and Shu Yun.

The wolf also saw Shen Jimo, and opened his mouth, revealing a bright red tongue and fangs, the fangs were dazzlingly white, with some bright red stains on them.