(BL) Almighty Strategy Game [quick wear] BOOK 2

Chapter 191

After Xuan Qing finished speaking, seeing Jiang Li's obviously stunned expression, and thinking about the scene where Jiang Li had been speechless several times these days, he couldn't help feeling happy.

His "Okay" really surprised Jiang Li, he approached him suspiciously and looked up and down: "Little Master, have you taken the wrong medicine?"

Although Xuan Qing was in a good mood, her expression remained calm. "It's just as you want."

"That's good? Then can you obey me a little more?"

"What about you?" Jiang Li suddenly

approached him: "Let's take a shower together."

The person threw himself on Xuan Qing's body, Xuan Qing was unprepared by him, and he jumped back two steps, his calf hit the edge of the bed, and the whole person was thrown onto the bed by him.

Jiang Li thought that Xuan Qing would dodge, but he did not expect to directly press him on the bed, and both of them were stunned for a while, one on the bottom and one on top, staring at each other blankly.

Although Jiang Li jumped on Xuan Qing's body before, the relationship between the two was not much different from that of a stranger. Now Xuan Qing's favorability plus the increase in the past few days on the way has risen to 38%. Under this premise , The posture of the two now seems a little subtle.

When he fell down just now, Xuan Qing was afraid that Jiang Li would be injured, so he subconsciously supported Jiang Li's arms, while Jiang Li was lying on his chest. Can see clearly.

"Bang bang bang——"

There was a slightly rapid heartbeat from the ear, just like the speed that Jiang Li felt when he pressed his hand on Xuan Qing's chest that night.

"Little Master."

While Xuan Qing was stunned, Jiang Li leaned closer to his ear and said softly, "Do you want to sleep together before taking a shower?"

There was a slight smile in his soft voice, because he was very close, and the snoring fan in Xuan Qing's ears caused a slight itching.

Xuan Qing had never felt such rude teasing, and the first reaction when he came back was to push Jiang Li away from him, and then got up from the bed very quickly, pulling two meters away from Jiang Li. .

He put his hands together and said to Jiang Li in a serious tone, "Donor, please respect yourself."

He pushed Jiang Li to lie on his back on the bed. Hearing these familiar words, he couldn't help covering his stomach and laughing.

Self-weight? Little bald donkey, sooner or later I will let you beg me not to be self-respecting.

Jiang Xin secretly swore, turned over and sat up from the bed, rested one hand on the bed, tilted his head and glanced at Xuan Qing, saw him standing far away as if he was far away from the flood and beasts, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Little Master, The way you look now, you really look like a woman from a Xiaoliang family who has been molested."

"The donor is careful." Xuan Qing said with a blank face, but he thought in his heart that you look like a rambunctious scoundrel. .

At this time, Jiang's father was still downstairs. Jiang Li thought that the other party should have a lot to say to him, so he didn't make fun of Xuanqing anymore. He stood up from the bed, patted the clothes that were wrinkled when he fell, and said to him. Xuan Qing said: "My father is still downstairs, so I won't help the little master take a bath tonight. Let's make an appointment next time."

Hearing what he said, Xuan Qing's heart was relieved, but at the same time as he relaxed, He felt that there was something unsatisfactory. Before he could tell what was going on, Jiang Li swayed out of the room and closed his door intimately.

After Jiang Li left, he stood there for a while, released his clasped hands, and gently pressed his right hand on his chest.

"Bang-bang-"

The heartbeat on the left chest has eased from the previous rush, but it is still slightly unstable compared to the normal frequency, as if something is about to jump out of the heart, there is something in the body suppressed agitation for a long time.

Xuan Qing has grown so big, and he has only experienced it twice, both times because of the same person.

"...Jiang Li."

Xuan Qing's thin lips lifted slightly, and the name was almost inaudible.

Over the past few days, he has always called Jiang Li his benefactor, and he has never called Jiang Li by his first name. Now these two words have turned around between his lips and teeth, and the moment he said it, an indescribable feeling burst in his heart, which made his heart tighten for a moment, and then that kind of restraint stopped. For a long time, the unknown heartache overflowed.

The hand pressing on the chest suddenly clenched tightly, grabbing the clothes tightly, Xuan Qing's complexion changed slightly, and there was a trace of pain in the normally calm eyes!

He immediately sat on the ground, his hands clasped together, and Yun Gong tried to force the pain out of his heart.

- Master, why do I always feel heartache? It was as if I had forgotten something, and my heart was empty and uncomfortable.

——Xuan Qing, people live for a lifetime, maybe to find something, maybe to forget something, somewhere, they have their own arrangements. Since you were a child, your soul has been unstable and your heartache is abnormal. You should have died early, but you have survived the disaster by your own will. It is a great blessing in misfortune. Now as a teacher, the only thing I can do is to temporarily seal the heart for you, so that you will not suffer from it for three years.

- What about three years later?

——Three years later, maybe you can find the forgotten thing in your mouth, or... the forgotten person.

During the exercise, Xuan Qing's thin lips were tightly pursed, and there was dense fine sweat oozing out from his forehead, which slowly flowed down the outline of his face and dripped into his light-colored monk robe, and a water stain was slowly printed on the front of his clothes. And the clothes behind him were slowly soaking through.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, there was still a little blood in his eyes, and he also tasted the sweet smell of blood in his mouth.

When he was exercising his energy just now, the conversation between him and his master rang in his ears without any warning. It only took him a year and a half to seal the pulse of his heart. It was as if something unknown had dispersed, and because the old disease it contained had made a comeback, the pain in his heart seemed to have multiplied several times compared to before, and he could hardly bear the blood surging in his throat.

At the beginning, the master clearly said that it was three years. Why did the internal force that the old man put into his body lose its effectiveness after only half of the time?

A trace of doubt flashed in Xuan Qing's eyes, but at this time his body was covered in sticky sweat, and he didn't think much about it. He stood up from the ground, walked behind the screen and started undressing, ready to take a bath.

If Jiang Li was here at this time, he would have found that after the white monk robe was taken off, Xuan Qing's left chest had a circular golden pattern on it.

There are some complicated scriptures in the pattern, and the golden pattern looks a little light, as if it has faded.

Xuan Qing's eyes fell on the pattern, and found that it was much lighter than when it was first printed.

——The master's ability is limited, and he can only seal it for you for three years. After this pattern dissipates, the master can't do anything, Amitabha.

Xuan Qing remembered that this tattoo would only show up when his heart was hurting. The scriptures inside and the inner strength left by the master would restrain the feeling of heartache. Now that the color has faded, it proves that the effect of this tattoo has diminished.

After staring at the tattoo for a while, Xuan Qing retracted his gaze, put the monk's robe in his hand on the screen, and began to untie the belt. As soon as his hand touched the belt, a sentence sounded in his mind.

——Little master, your figure is really good, and the eight-pack abs are great!

After the movement in his hand, Xuan Qing suddenly raised his head and looked towards the screen. He always felt that someone who had just left would suddenly appear and look at himself with a smile.

However, there was no one at the screen, and he was the only one in the entire room.

"...It's really a demon."

Xuan Qing said in a low voice, looked away, took off his clothes and entered the water.

...

Jiang Li didn't know what happened to Xuan Qing upstairs. After he left the room, he went straight downstairs.

When he got downstairs, he saw a man in his thirties standing at the checkout table, talking to Father Jiang. After listening carefully, it turned out that Father Jiang was sending a bowl of noodles upstairs. His son was hungry. .

When he was upstairs just now, Jiang Li learned from Uncle Cai that there were only four rooms in the inn at this time, not including Xuan Qing.

After the guest went upstairs, Jiang Li walked over, stopped his father Jiang who was going to the kitchen, and said, "Father, let me cook the guest's noodles.

" How can you cook? I'll let Uncle Cai do it."

Uncle Cai and Jiang's father kept watch together, just to make it easier for some guests to be hungry and want to eat at night.

"I know, I learned a little bit in the academy." Jiang Li pulled him, "I'll just go, I'll cook a bowl for you by the way, and let you taste my craftsmanship."

After speaking, he took the lead and walked to the kitchen at the door. , and did not wait for Jiang's father to react.

Jiang's father was dedicated to sending the original body to study, and he had never been in the kitchen for the original body since he was a child, so now he told Jiang Li that he would cook a bowl of noodles for himself, but he didn't take it to heart. Thinking that Uncle Cai was in the kitchen, he did not Going to take care of Jiang Li, he turned around and went back to the checkout counter.

Uncle Cai was cleaning the ingredients for tomorrow in the kitchen. When he saw Jiang Li walking in, he kept moving his hands and asked with a smile, "Why did Xiaoli come here? Are you not full? I'll give it to you later. Get something else."

"Thank you Uncle Cai, but I'm full." Jiang Li walked to the stove and said while washing his hands, "There is a guest upstairs who wants to eat Yangchun noodles, so I'll come and make him a bowl. "

Uncle Cai heard that there was a guest who wanted to eat Yangchun noodles, so he ignored the sentence behind Jiang Li, put down the green vegetables in his hand, and stood up from the low stool: "Yangchun noodles, right, I know, I'll... eh? You What is this for?"

"Cooking noodles." Jiang Li squeezed the noodles in the small basket and said, "Although it's not tough enough, it's enough for a while."

After speaking, he said to Uncle Cai, who looked puzzled, "Uncle Cai, you go. If you are busy, I will also do Yangchun noodles, I will just come." Uncle Cai

couldn't believe it: "You can? Don't be joking, you can't even make a kitchen fire since you were a child."

In his memory, the original body really can't cook, but Jiang Li can. He didn't rush to answer Uncle Cai, but started to cook noodles.

The ingredients in the kitchen were all prepared. Jiang Li picked half an onion and a few stalks from the ingredients that Uncle Cai had washed just now, and cut them into cubes skillfully.

Uncle Cai was stunned when he saw his skilled knife craftsman, but he forgot to stop him.

Dice, fry the onion, fry the lard, Jiang Li's movements are not unfamiliar at all, the purple onion is deep fried in the oil pan until golden brown and becomes yellow-skinned onion crisp, the aroma of the onion is wrapped in the strong fragrance of lard It came from his nose and woke Uncle Cai up.

"This..." Uncle Cai looked at him in surprise, then looked at the discolored onions in the pot, "Xiao Li, do you really know that?!"

"Of course." Jiang Li smiled and fished out the onions Put it aside, and go to take the stock stock next to it and put it into the pot.

Although Yangchun noodles look simple, the soup and fried shallot oil are particularly important. Although the noodles are not tough enough, Jiang Li's control of the frying temperature can also neutralize some of the deficiencies.

He made a total of three bowls of Yangchun noodles, and after they were done, he left one bowl for Uncle Cai, two bowls on a tray, one for the guests upstairs, and one for Father Jiang.

Jiang's father didn't care when he saw him bring it out. He just thought that Uncle Cai cooked it. When Jiang Li put the noodles in front of him, he smelled a little different.

This fragrance is obviously much more fragrant than what Uncle Cai usually makes. Just smelling it makes my stomach feel hungry. The color of the fried onions on the soup noodles is also very beautiful. The thin noodles in the middle are sprinkled with chopped green onion, which is just right. , a look that makes the index finger move.

So he put down the ledger in his hand, picked up his chopsticks and took a sip.

Jiang Li brought the noodles up to the guests. When he came downstairs, he saw Father Jiang and Uncle Cai standing face to face in front of the checkout counter. They just stood eating noodles and asked aloud, "Father, Uncle Cai, what are you doing standing up?"

Hearing his voice, the two of them looked at him in unison, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Jiang Li probably guessed why they were like this, but pretended not to understand, and walked to the two of them: "How is it? Is my craft okay?"

Jiang's father's bowl of Yangchun noodles was half eaten, and the chopsticks in his hand Still holding a handful of noodles, seeing Jiang Li coming down, he hurriedly swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and asked aloud, "Tell me honestly, are you going to study or learn to cook?!"

Jiang Li heard this . I couldn't help laughing, thinking that the old father's brain hole was big enough.

Just as he was about to explain, there was a sudden sound of footsteps on the other side of the stairs. As soon as he looked up, he saw the man who asked for noodles for his son had come downstairs again, and before he got downstairs, he said to them, "That yangchun noodle just now came downstairs. , give me two more bowls!!"

Just after he finished speaking, a young scholar suddenly came downstairs, and said the same: "This eldest brother eats that Yangchun noodles, give me a bowl too!"

Father Jiang And Uncle Cai was stunned.