[Quick Transmigration] Cannon Fodder Counterattack

Ever since she was seen by Yi Wenxuan, Rong Jing has settled down here. Apart from watching TV every day, she does the cleaning. She starts to practice at night when she goes to sleep, and her life is extremely regular.But on the third day after he moved in, Yi Wenxuan started to go out frequently to see Fengshui for others.

——With the signature of the authentic heir of Maoshan, Yi Wenxuan himself was only negative in combat power, so he was quickly accepted by the upper class, and because of his soft temper, he always smiled cutely when dealing with people, so in Fengshui Master In this circle, there was no crowding out.He went to Lijia Village just after seeing Feng Shui for a rich man and went on vacation.

If Yi Wenxuan just went out, Rong Jing would never have any ideas, but every time Yi Wenxuan came back, the room he cleaned up would turn into a pigsty in less than 10 minutes!

On the first day, Rong Jing felt that Yi Wenxuan was probably too tired, so he cleaned up.

The next day Rong Jing felt that Yi Wenxuan probably forgot, so he cleaned up.

On the third day, Rong Jing thought that Yi Wenxuan was probably too busy, so he cleaned up.

On the fourth day, Rong Jing felt that Yi Wenxuan was probably...

On the fifth day, Rongjing felt...

On the sixth day, Rong Jing...

day seven...

On the eighth day, Yi Wenxuan returned home excitedly, Rong Jing stood at the door of his bedroom with a dark face, a ball of will-o'-the-wisp burning faintly in his palm.And at that time, Rong Jing was passing the ball of will-o'-the-wisp to the door without haste...

"Rong Jing!" After stepping on his shoes, Yi Wenxuan rushed over and hugged Rong Jing, "Don't burn it..."

Rong Jing pulled him down with a cold face, pointed to the bedroom and said unbearably: "This is the eighth day! You can count how many times you have messed up the room?! Clean it up for me right now. Alright! If I can't sort it out, I'll burn it up!!!" As soon as the words fell, the will-o'-the-wisp floating beside Rong Jing jumped...

This was the first time that Rong Jing uttered such a long sentence after moving in, and it was also the first time that the words brought out emotions. Yi Wenxuan was taken aback, and hurriedly stretched his head to observe his bedroom.It wasn't particularly messy inside, but the quilt was not folded, a few books were thrown on the desk, and a sock was thrown on the stool...

"Immediately, immediately, I will burn it if I don't clean it up! I will do what I say!!!" Pushing Yi Wenxuan in, Rong Jing closed the door forcefully, and floated on the sofa with a frosty face, waiting for Yi Wenxuan to tidy up Good room out.

Three minutes later, Yi Wenxuan came out, and said rather depressedly: "Is it okay now?"

Rong Jing glanced lightly, and snorted from his nose: "Next time I'll just burn it!" As he spoke, he floated back and unfolded the quilt and folded it again. The bed was covered with a coverlet by him.

Yi Wenxuan: ...

Sighing helplessly, Yi Wenxuan looked at the refrigerator, and then at Rong Jing: "Rong Jing, can you learn how to cook?" He doesn't want to eat instant noodles or boiled meals... the things outside It's unhygienic... Putting so much monosodium glutamate tastes delicious, but it's not good for the body at all!

Rong Jing blinked and shook her head: "The gentleman stays away from the kitchen."

Yi Wenxuan fell on the sofa: "But I'm starving to death... Can you bear to watch me eat instant noodles and get poisoned?" He deliberately looked at Rong Jing with pitiful eyes, he always knew that very few people Can refuse his expression.

Rong Jing pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment and said, "I can't." He felt that he could cook, but for some reason, a force prevented him from speaking out.

"No problem, no problem! I can teach you!" Yi Wenxuan jumped up like a carp, pulled Rong Jing and ran to the kitchen, "This is a rice cooker... This is an induction cooker... This is a microwave oven... This is a gas stove ..."

After introducing the names and usage of those kitchen utensils, Yi Wenxuan ran back to the bedroom and took out a cookbook, staring at Rong Jing with bright eyes: "Rong Jing, Rong Jing, can you do it well?" No need to boil it!

Rong Jing looked at the kitchen utensils on the stove, then at Yi Wenxuan's shining eyes, and nodded silently.A voice in his heart told him not to reject Yi Wenxuan...

"350 grams of shrimp..."

As soon as Yi Wenxuan uttered the first sentence, Rong Jing interrupted him: "What is Ke?"

Yi Wenxuan: ...

——I, I forgot to introduce the unit...QAQ

The first dish that Rong Jing cooked was three-color shrimp. Although the process was extremely hectic, the dish smelled good and the colors looked beautiful. After Yi Wenxuan ate one...

"Rong Jing, I will entrust you with the three meals in the future!"

Rong Jing pursed her lips, took the recipe and sat on the sofa, studying the recipe seriously.Yi Wenxuan glanced at Rong Jing with a guilty conscience, quickly settled the dinner, took the recipe out of Rong Jing's hand, and looked at Rong Jing flatteringly.

"Rong Jing, do you want to take a bath?" It has been ten days since Rong Jing came to his house, and she has never seen Rong Jing go to take a bath...Rong Jing loves to be clean so much, she must be very sad.

Rong Jing looked down at her hands and shook her head: "We clean hands and feet every day."

Yi Wenxuan choked for a moment, grabbed Rong Jing's clothes and changed a word: "No... I mean do you want to take a bath? Well... taking a bath here means taking a bath."

Rong Jing glanced at Yi Wenxuan lightly, got up and walked to the bathroom.Yi Wenxuan hurried to catch up, but after that he really wanted to go back in time and say nothing to catch up to help—Rong Jing actually raised his hand and asked him to help undress!Even if you become a ghost, you still need someone to serve you...

Yu Zu is Yu Zu, Yi Wenxuan really dare not annoy Rong Jing, he doesn't want to know what Rong Jing looks like when he is angry, anyway Rong Jing is angry, the unlucky one must be him!Who made him unable to beat Rong Jing...

There are at least twelve layers of clothes on Rong Jing, but they are all made of very soft fabrics, so although there are many clothes, they are not as heavy as imagined.But this kind of clothes does look very elegant when worn on the body, especially when walking, with flowing clouds and wide sleeves, it looks like a fairy.

——Rong Jing is indeed very good-looking when she walks, with fluttering skirts and wide sleeves facing the wind... I'm almost dying of jealousy.

"Huh? This is... Xifu?" When he took off his shirt, Yi Wenxuan touched the pattern on Rong Jing's back, and was surprised for a moment, "Marriage in the dark? But the clothes are wrong..." This is clearly The clothes that living people wear to get married are not wedding clothes for dark marriages at all.

"Happy clothes?" Rong Jing looked down at the pile of clothes on the ground, suddenly went berserk, grabbed the clothes and wanted to tear them to pieces.Looking at the bright red clothes, broken and messy pictures kept flashing before his eyes, and as the pictures flashed, the sadness and despair on his face became heavier.

The first meeting at the broken bridge, the sweet joy of sharing an umbrella in the drizzle, the entwined red candles, the distorted smile, the unbelievable feeling of falling down...

All the clothes fell into pieces, Rong Jing fell to her knees, hugged herself and remained still, her back, which was always straight, became bent at this moment.That kind of despair completely overwhelmed him, making him unable to move.

——Why!Why! ! !What's wrong with him! ! !

Yi Wenxuan felt sorry for those clothes, they were antiques after all, but facing Rong Jing who was in pain, he moved his eyes away from the pile of clothes that had turned into pieces, knelt down and hugged Rong Jing, and said softly: "It's okay, It's okay, it's all over...it's all over."

Rong Jing leaned on Yi Wenxuan, closed her eyes tiredly, showing a little fragility rarely.Just when Yi Wenxuan thought that Rong Jing would just fall asleep like this, Rong Jing opened his eyes, and pulled him up at the same time when he got up: "Go to take a bath." The moment he turned around, Rong Jing's eyes were covered with resentment, cold And scary.

……

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but after Rong Jing washed her hair, Yi Wenxuan's clothes were soaked.

Both of them are men, Yi Wenxuan didn't think much about it, so he just took off his clothes and prepared to wash them himself.There is no separate compartment in the bathhouse on the mountain, let alone at the foot of the mountain, so he doesn't think there is anything wrong with getting naked in front of Rong Jing.But he forgot that in this world, there is a kind of man called gay...

When applying shower gel for Rong Jing, Yi Wenxuan poked the eight-pack abs on Rong Jing's abdomen, and said enviously: "You have such a good figure, eight-pack abs..." Looking down at his flat stomach , he said depressingly, "I don't have any... When will I have eight-pack abs..."

Rong Jing glanced at him, and said lightly: "There is a piece."

"Hey???" Yi Wenxuan lowered his head again, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see a muscle on it.Rong Jing hooked her lips, and drew a range on it with her fingers, Yi Wenxuan became more mournful, "Eight yuan grows into one piece, Rong Jing, how can you do this!"

Rong Jing stopped talking, but the corners of her slightly curved lips leaked a bit of joy.