I heard that I am an affectionate male supporting role [Transmigration Book]

Home is too general a concept for Cangyu, he would occasionally think about Qingqiu when he was traveling, but now that he really came back, he realized that he didn't really think about it that way.

Qingqiu is no different from the outside, it's just a place to live for a long time, just getting used to it.

The hut was cleaned very clean, if nothing else happened, it should be due to Qianniang, ordinary little foxes don't have the guts to run into Cangyu's house.As for those who dared to come, Chun Ge has already become a princess who "disasters the country and the people" and is served all day long. If he is in the mood to help sweep, even if he really has the leisurely mind to retreat ten thousand steps, Cang Yu does not believe that he has this ability.

A lot of unknown new flowers were planted in the yard. Looking at the red and bright colors, Cangyu suspected that this was just a way for Qianniang to keep insects in captivity. At least the road was not completely blocked, but the fragrance of the flowers was a bit too strong .Qingqiu is not a very lively place. After all, there are many monster clans inhabiting, and everyone has their own territory. However, compared with the almost dead Liuli Palace, Qingqiu with insects and birds can be called a noisy place. The firecrackers blared all day, and it was just a matter of using a trumpet to shout in Cangyu's ears how prosperous it was.

After not coming back for a few years, Qingqiu is one step closer to returning to nature. The fox clan is a kind of monster that is more inclined to the human race, which makes it easier for Cangyu to integrate into it at first, but now it has completely changed.Probably because there is no more troublesome demon——Chishuishui is too busy, and Chunge went directly to be a princess again, so the land of the fox clan is more green and ecological, with hills and forests and deep forests, which can be seen occasionally from a distance. To some bushes of thorns and dry leaves.

Cangyu felt a little embarrassed for no reason. He walked into the room and touched the table. There was no dust. It may be that girls are more particular, even Qianniang's temperament is no exception. She cut a camellia from no one knows where it came from. It was placed in a water bottle and placed in the center of the table. It seemed that it had not been cut for a few hours, and it was still full of vitality.

After a short journey, Qianniang had already changed her position. She squatted in Xuan Jie's hair and grabbed the long hair of the strange beast into a rough bird's nest. It looked as if Xuan Jie was a tree demon.Qianniang coiled herself up with peace of mind, then fanned a few strands of red hair with her wings, and shouted, "Xuan Jie, why did your hair change color?"

Xuan Jie asked calmly, "Isn't it pretty?"

Qianniang scratched his hair with her claws, hesitated, and said against her will after a long while: "It's... not bad, very energetic, but have you ever thought that black is better?"

They haven't seen each other for several years, and Cangyu can still hear Qianniang's subtext. This irrigation is entirely to take care of Xuanjie's mood. In fact, if she follows the truth in her heart, it is almost: "I have only been out for a few days. Nian, why did you turn yourself into such an ugly red chicken?"

Cangyu feels sad because she knows Qianniang so well.

Xuan Jie thought about it seriously, and then replied: "No."

Qianniang stopped talking, and she scratched Xuanjie's red hair again, thinking that his appearance was very unconventional, like a rebellious young man who had gone astray, but Xuanjie was very assertive since he was a child, so Qianniang couldn't help it Criticize him more aesthetically, scratching his heart and liver for a while, wishing to turn Xuan Jie into a bald little monster and grow it again.

If it was as before, Qianniang still felt that she would talk to Cangyu in private and ask Cangyu to persuade Xuanjie to be non-mainstream, but after the reunion just now, she always felt that there was something of herself hidden in these two monsters. It's completely unclear, so the trust in Cangyu has dropped a bit, so I can only look at Xuanjie's gradient hair, which is close to deep black and red, with aggrieved eyes.

This made Cangyute want to ask her if she had been displeased with that green turtle beside Qingqiu Yingshui for many years.

When she arrived in the yard, Qianniang flew down with fluttering wings and became a human again. It was only a few years since she had grown baby fat. Her eyes were as clear as those washed in water. Xuan Jie was still three points younger, and he felt a little bit of returning to the original through practice—and soon Cang Yu knew that he was wrong.

"Would you like something to eat?"

Qianniang pinched a few handfuls of small red fruits in the flowers. I don't know what kind of fruit they are. Some look like hawthorns and some look like small tomatoes. They are plump and juicy. After washing, the operation was a bit like a fairy's drum washing machine, and then he grabbed a large bag of red fruit and handed it to Xuan Jie: "Eat some snacks first, and I'll make you some warm ones."

Xuan Jie was a little confused, but Cang Yu discovered that there was an original small kitchen next to her hut, complete with pots and firewood piles.

Although it is definitely not as complete as the big restaurants in the world, it is not as miserable as it was back then.

Cangyu was shocked by this incident. He couldn't understand why he suffered so much after eating fruit for decades because he didn't want to eat half-baked food, so he expressed it very simply: "I don't know You can cook."

Qianniang yelled at him angrily: "There are so many things you don't know, and besides, I just learned this. Do you think you are Tangfu? You can't know what the prophet is."

So Cangyu looked at Qianniang full of awe, and said softly, "I want to eat noodles."

Qianniang looked at him with a bit of distaste, probably because she thought Cangyu was such an old monster and shameless grabbing food from children, not knowing that she could learn to evolve and earn her own living, so she turned her head and asked Xuanjie: "What about you? You are injured, what do you want to eat?"

Xuan Jie hadn't ordered food for 800 years, and he relied on jade belts in the human world. He was silent for a moment, as if he didn't know what to do for a while, and then said: "It's okay."

"alright."

If it were someone else who said "anything" or "anything is fine", Qianniang would probably be paralyzed by Qianniang, but Xuanjie is an exception, so he said this sentence means caring, cute, docile and docile, Qianniang is very free and easy Agreeing, she waved her hand to make Cangyu and Mr. Xuan Jie start a fire. In order to prevent the two of them from being idiots in life, she explained the process of making the fire in detail, and then flew away as her original body.

Xuan Jie went to move a large bundle of wood very quietly. He himself was a lighter, and he sat on a stone pile that was probably used as a low stool and snapped his fingers lightly. There was smoke.Cangyu looked smoky from the outside, Xuanjie didn't seem to feel it at all, he sat quietly, adding some firewood from time to time, his face didn't get any smoke on his face, the wind blew through his hair, like The fire inside the stove floated in the air.

Cangyu sat on the roof and looked down, saw Qianniang's figure disappearing from the sky, watched the smoke whizzing past her fingers, and sat motionless, the feeling of coming home suddenly surged up, What he was looking for, what he wanted, seemed to be such a little smoke and fire in the world, which was already rare enough for a person who lost his memory.

"Xuan Jie, do you miss Qianniang a little too?"

Cangyu asked him, after experiencing the invisible prison of Liuli Palace, and parents like Fuli and Shiqing who did not play cards according to common sense, seeing Qianniang was particularly heart-warming. The breath of life, the parents are short-tempered, and contracted the food problem of the three big monsters as early as when there were no pots and stoves. Now it is automatically upgraded, and there are basically no defects except for the occasional noise.

Xuan Jie ate the small red fruits one by one, staring at Cangyu with his dark eyes, without nodding or shaking his head, just ate the fruit in silence for a while, and then asked: "Would you like to eat the fruit?" Do you want to eat?"

"...Are you full?" Cangyu was a little speechless.

Xuan Jie shook his head, thinking that Cangyu didn't want to eat it, so he lowered his head to eat his own fruit. Cangyu rolled his eyes and jumped down to eat with him, but he almost choked on the fierce fire in the stove. chimney.In order to retaliate against Xuan Jie for not reminding him, Cangyu grabbed a few red fruits and stuffed them into his mouth. It tasted like a combination of hawthorn and strawberry, a little soft, sour and sweet. He remembered that Qianniang had specially given it to Xuan Jie. , I might be assassinated after being found out, and I haven't confessed to being lenient, so I just took two bites very honestly and stopped eating.

"Do you like this taste?" Cangyu asked him a little curiously.

Xuan Jie didn't speak, and he didn't seem to like it very much. Sometimes Cangyu wondered if he had the nerve to like other things, or whether all his emotions were put on the one of love, which led to a little lack of affection for other things.

Qianniang, who came back with the ingredients, came back with Chishuishui who brought her own bowls and chopsticks. Chishuishui had no intention of being a guest at all, so she moved out her own small tree stump stool very skillfully and sat down. Being blown by the smoke, I was just a little regretful: "Why did you just start the fire?"

Qianniang came back with a lot of messy things, including colorful dough, freshly processed fish and bamboo shoots, including seasoning wrapped in leaves that couldn't be seen clearly.Her cooking skills are not very superb. Simply speaking, she puts seasonings and noodles, cooks them and then stews the fish. I don’t know what to add, and the fish soup soon smells of milk. Niang stared covetously at Cangyu and Chishuishui with a spoon, narrowing her eyes slightly.

While scooping up the fish soup, Qian Niang spread a large piece of fish meat on Xuan Jie's colorful dough, and asked calmly, "Speaking of which, why did you two come back together?"

Cangyu looked at the noodles in her bowl and felt sad for a moment, thinking that I might not be able to eat this fish.

Chishuishui looked at Cangyu, and thought: What kind of bad luck am I being stuck with, can this clear soup with little water still taste good?Great Elder, can you confess frankly and be lenient.

Xuanjie quietly gave half of the fish to Cangyu, and he looked at Qianniang, who immediately made up for his missing half of the fish.

So Xuan Jie smiled slightly, and suddenly felt a little proud of being favored by young people.