These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

Because there is no real home-like atmosphere here that makes me feel nostalgic.

It seems that with a kitchen, all the facilities and decorations that a home should have are available, as well as functions.

But no one made me want to cook, do housework, and no one accompanied me to wake up in the morning.

Ever since, there is no nostalgia.

Here, like all resting places, is just a place that seems to be easily given up.

Until he started cooking porridge, until the kitchen smelled of cooking seasonings and ingredients.

Until there were really two bowls of hot porridge on the table in front of her.

The boy put the spoon into his bowl.

Then he smiled and sat down opposite him and said.

"If you think the taste is bland, add some salt. I don't recommend adding sugar. This salty porridge will definitely fill you up. Try it?"

Ran Xinxue looked at him expectantly.

Suddenly regret.

I regret why I... chose him in the first place. PS: The monthly pass should be [-]~~ Please, please, please~

51 Definitely next time!

"clang……"

When some dull sounds appeared, Ran Xinxue was a little dazed to realize that... she actually drank all the vegetable and lean meat porridge that this young man made with her own hands.

Maybe...it's because I'm really hungry, maybe...it's the taste of this salty porridge, which just arouses my appetite.

The flow of the viscous porridge seems to be nothing special, but the finely minced lean meat is cooked just right, so broken, but you can feel their existence, and the embellishment of green vegetables creates a unique taste.

It may sound like there is nothing special about such a simple bowl of porridge, but Ren Xinxue can taste it. This is definitely not something that can be made casually, at least... this kind of taste is not something that can be made casually.

Although Ran Xinxue can't cook, she can eat.

After eating all by himself, he looked at the empty bowl, and then at Wei Tu.

The handsome young man on the opposite side drank very slowly, as if trying his best to savor every sip.

The result of this is that he has half left.

In fact, Ran Xinxue didn't think too much about it, it seemed that it was just a boring move after drinking.

But what was going to kill him was that he happened to meet the boy's eyes. He first glanced at himself, and then saw his empty bowl.

Ran Xinxue turned her head away.

I felt a little ashamed... I didn't just eat what he made, I even ate it all.

This feeling is too... shameful, almost comparable to how I felt in my heart when I bowed my head to him. Of course... Ran Xinxue will not get any pleasure from such a shameful behavior, but now I suddenly think of it But it doesn't feel so disgusting.

Maybe this is eating people's soft mouth?

Before Ran Xinxue said anything, the boy smiled.

"Just so I can't finish it."

Of course the woman understood the other party's meaning, and immediately frowned and stared at Wei Tu.

"I won't drink what you've drunk."

"Hehe, it's all the same."

As Wei Tu said so, he took the other party's bowl as if forcing him, and then took half of his own bowl and pushed it to Ran Xinxue.

It seems that the choice is in the hands of the other party.

Ran Xinxue looked hesitantly at the white porridge floating with lean meat and vegetables.

The expression on his face didn't seem to be as good as expected.

She still seemed to be complaining, "Bengong said that I don't want to eat."

Wei Tu immediately drank the hot porridge in his own bowl, then wiped his lips with his hands casually, and then stood up with his thighs propped up.

"Okay, it's up to you whether you eat or not, I'll go back first. Remember to wash the dishes... learn how to cook when you have time, and you can't even cook when you live alone. Waiting for the tribute, this is..."

Wei Tu easily left Ran Xinxue's sight, and the chic and relaxed moment when he walked out of the gate seemed to perfectly interpret the relationship between the two.

But there is no obsession and nostalgia, just like a gust of wind staying for a short time.

Ran Xinxue would not think how sad and sad, he can do this, why can't he do it?

Hmph, as long as he pretends to be unrestrained, he can also be unrestrained.

He made it seem like he was helping him instead, obviously the person who made him fall into this situation was this bastard...

What a hateful man, the doom of the whole world should befall him!

Step on stinky dog ​​shit when you go out!

Come back if you have the guts!

Ran Xinxue looked at the gate.

"Don't even care about the door! Don't come here again!!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the angrier she became, the hungrier she became. Ran Xinxue, who felt that she was not full, picked up the bowl and inhaled it in a gust of wind.

grumbling-

These sounds make people blush. Is it really because of hunger?Or because of something else...

A small guess may not be correct.

"clang!"

The bowl is placed on the table.

The woman in the white skirt stood up.

Looking at the empty, there is not even a rice bowl for the residue.

"Hmph, that's all, that's all."

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In fact, Wei Tu was not so chic when he went out, because he was somewhat afraid of being seen coming out of the room covered with fresh snow so early in the morning.

Although I always say that I don't care about other people's opinions, but... other people's gossip will definitely reach some people's ears.

Like Su Mi.

For example, Lu Qingyan.

For example, Mu Xitong... It's okay to let others gossip, but if these people confront him, the situation will become difficult to deal with.

Facts have proved that everyone living in this world will be more or less constrained, some constraints come from the outside world, and some constraints come from your heart.

And the cherishment and preference for these women are the shackles in my heart.

There is nothing wrong, everyone loves freedom, but they don't like wandering.

Wei Tu took a bath in the Yaowang Pavilion and helped Mu Xitong deal with the medicine list. He had nothing to do and there was no place he wanted to go in particular, so he returned to the place where the dream started, that is, the Jianjianping.

There are always many teenagers and girls here, full of vitality. Every time he sees these young disciples' moves, Wei Tu will think of the time when he held the sword for the first time.

Small hands, but it looks like a huge wooden sword.

At that time, I felt that this might be something that I could not control in my whole life, but I didn't expect that later, it would become very handy and smooth.

The sword, which seemed big at the time, still feels small and light now, and even more often you can't feel its existence.

Wei Tu now seems to look at these young disciples with the mentality of someone who has experienced it, as if ignoring the fact that he is also a young man at heart, probably because the swords and swords in his previous life are still vivid in his mind, and every thrilling battle seems to have been felt. Not in the mood at the time.

Now the teenagers can only stand on the sidelines, watching these young people wield the swords in their hands, and practice hard day after day, in order to stand out one day and gain the ability to protect the people around them.

There's nothing shameful about it, and Wei Tu didn't look down on anyone just because they had low talent or worked hard.

Sword repair sword repair.

What you practice is the sword, but what you cultivate is yourself.

"Wei Tu."

A voice appeared beside him, which surprised Wei Tu, because this person was obviously Li Hanyang who had been at odds with him before, trying to suppress him, but when the boy showed his edge, he seemed to be hiding.

He is also the future successor of Qing Tingfeng, whom Yuan Wei treats like a son.

This is something that everyone has known for a long time, and it can be seen from Yuan Wei's attitude, but in the eyes of more people, Li Hanyang lacks some enthusiasm.

At this time, he appeared by his side and greeted himself proactively.

What is this for?Feel that the wings are hard enough to come to the face?

Wei Tu looked at each other.

"You, what's the matter?"

Li Hanyang looked at Wei Tu and hesitated for a while, but decided to sit beside him.

The two were sitting on two stones, and there could be no audience seats here.

"I have something to look for you."

Wei Tu laughed.

"Then this is really rare, Senior Brother Li will come to me for something?"

Hearing the slight sarcasm in the young man's words, Li Hanyang still felt awkward, and frowned slightly, but his biggest change after the sect crisis was that he could suppress it so quickly, and said with a sigh.

"I admit that I was a little deliberate in targeting you before... but the matter of Zongmen made me understand a lot."

Wei Tu didn't comfort the other party, and he wasn't his father, nor was he a stove heater, and he didn't like to please others and disgust him.

Looking at Li Hanyang with a smile, he said, "Oh? What do you understand?"

Li Hanyang sighed and looked into the distance.

"I have always felt that I am the proud son of heaven, and no one can compare with me. Everyone in the sect is a stepping stone to set off my future. Even Qiao Zhiheng, I always thought that in time, my talent would surpass him sooner or later. So although Be close to him, but I'm defiant in my heart."

Wei Tu was a little surprised that Li Hanyang at this age had the courage to analyze himself so thoroughly. Analysis is courage, and speaking out is even greater courage.

"so what?"

Wei Tu continued to ask.

Li Hanyang laughed at himself.

"Later, I found out that things were not what I thought. I was not as blessed as I thought. Strange to say, I think I am also talented, and I seem to work hard enough. But, there are always one by one. Monsters appear beside me, as if forcing me to recognize reality, such as you."

"I shouldn't look like a monster either."

Wei Tu touched his face.

Li Hanyang shook his head.

"You are a real genius. It seems that I have to admit this today. Of course, I also know that you don't need my admission. But you can feel it yourself. Whether it is a young disciple in the sect or a highly respected The elders and even the suzerain all favor you and are kind.

Hey... What I want to say is that I am not making excuses for my previous behavior, but I think everyone has the opportunity to grow.Although I still feel bad for you and hate you, but... these are all instinctive jealousy, you should also know that now I have no hostility towards you. "

Wei Tu laughed, looked at Li Hanyang and said.

"That's really a good thing. Although I'm not afraid of enemies or enemies, it's less troublesome to have one less."

"What happened before... I apologize to you. Of course, I can't say more apologies. You should understand that you are all men... This ridiculous self-esteem. But if you want anything, I can give you compensation, resources I will find a way to solve it, if you want to beat me up, it’s fine.”

Wei Tu shook his head.

His eyes were calm, and he didn't have too much hatred for this young man, because after he was reborn, he treated him as a child, liked to show off, liked to win the approval of others, and regarded outstanding people as enemies. This is children.

There is no right or wrong, no trade-offs.It is also true that children are frank and straightforward.

"Just buy me a drink when you have time, and leave those things to yourself. What I want is always taken by myself."

Seeing Wei Tu standing up with his knees propped up, Li Hanyang's eyes fluttered slightly, and then he gritted his teeth.

"Please...give me a chance."

Wei Tu turned his head.