A Weak Passerby | BL, EDITED MTL

Chapter 69: The age when things can't be hidden

When it comes to food, Liu Qingzhi always keeps his word.

He said he had to wait until he had eaten the mushroom soup before leaving, so he had to wait until the soup was ready.

During the dozens of minutes that Liu Qingzhi was waiting, the other people who were rescued also temporarily vented their long-standing resentment on the brothers Fan San and Fan Si, and went to the washroom in batches in a very regular manner to wash.

Perhaps the old man who was locked up with Fei Xuran before said something to these people. Even though they really wanted to talk to Liu Qingzhi and thank him again, they did not enter the kitchen, and no one went out of their way to disturb Liu Qingzhi.

You don't actually need to stay by the casserole all the time to make mushroom soup.

Especially after all the ingredients and seasonings are ready, there is no need to watch over it, you just need to calculate the time.

However, both Fei Xuran and Jiang Jing always stood at the operating table and did not move away.

However, although both of them were watching over the mushroom soup at the operating table, Fei Xuran would look at Liu Qingzhi from time to time.

As the wait was quite long, Liu Qingzhi, who had nothing to do, just sat in his seat, playing with the rattan silk in his hand. He supported his temple with one hand, his eyes half-closed, and his whole body exuded a nonchalant look.

Occasionally, after Fei Xuran stared at him for a long time, he would raise his eyelids and glance at Fei Xuran.

Then, as expected, Fei Xuran looked away as if he had been caught.

But after a few minutes, the young man's eyes would glance over again.

This has happened seven or eight times.

The age when things can no longer be hidden.

Liu Qingzhi commented nonchalantly, then lowered his eyes and played with the vine flower in his hand.

During this period, he used vines frequently, and his proficiency in plant-related abilities increased rapidly. He had already vaguely grasped the feeling of plant seeds.

Liu Qingzhi was looking forward to this very much. Once he used his plant powers to make the seeds grow, it would mean that he would be able to eat fresh vegetables and fruits in the future.

Thinking of this, when looking at the vine flower in his hand, the corners of Liu Qingzhi's lips slightly curled up.

His smile was very shallow, but the curve at the corner of his lips was particularly beautiful.

There was clearly not much blood in the lips, but a light color like water. However, in Fei Xuran's eyes, he felt that it was more attractive than any bright lip color.

Jiang Jing, who was standing next to Fei Xuran, pursed his lips slightly and gently nudged Fei Xuran with his elbow without making any expression.

Fei Xuran finally withdrew his gaze and forced himself to focus on the mushroom soup.

However, even so, his mind couldn't help but think of Liu Qingzhi's effortless crushing of Fan San and Fan Si.

That made him feel a burning sensation in his blood.

Thinking back on it now, my heart still beats fast.

At this moment, Jiang Jing's cold voice came from beside him: "It will be fine soon."

Fei Xuran came back to his senses and stopped thinking about anything else. He leaned down slightly, fanned the white smoke above with his hand, smelled it, and added an appropriate amount of seasoning.