Guang Shu naturally caught it unceremoniously, with the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms. It was his first time to experience such a thrilling experience, but he felt shy. After all, he had seen through his own heart.
It's okay to hold her like this all the time. It's better to take her back to the bed to lie down. With this thought, Guangshu hugged the saint and returned to the wooden house, slowly placing her on the bed.
Staring at her sleeping face again, he still couldn't suppress his inner wonder. Her face was as beautiful as an empress, and her drunken blush added a bit of charm.
But he couldn't help but think: Would such a fairy really fall in love with a monk like me? He couldn't help but doubt himself.
After all, the previous speculations were all just wishful thinking on his part. He had not asked the Saint directly. What if it was all his imagination? He couldn't help but worry a little.
As the saying goes, you tell the truth after drinking, isn't now a good time to ask her?
But even in front of the drunk Li Zijin, he still hesitated for a while before finally asking:
"Zijin...do you have someone you like?"
Unexpectedly, the dazed Saint actually heard it. Her speech was a little unclear, but she could still barely hear her response clearly:
"Who are you? Why should I tell you..."
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is whether you have it or not." Guang Shu felt like a weird kid who kidnapped a child.
"Yes, yes, but..." After responding intermittently, she suddenly fell into unconsciousness again.
"But what? Can you tell me who it is?"
When he said this, Guang Shu felt his heart beating wildly.
However, after waiting for a long time without reply, he noticed that Li Zijin seemed to be completely unconscious and even snored slightly.
Sighing, maybe this is fate. He shook his head and prepared to practice outside the house. After all, cultivation is fastest when you are close to the source pool.
At this time, Li Zijin responded:
"But I'm not sure if he likes me."
Guangshu felt that his breathing was about to stop, so he quickly asked:
"Oh? Can you tell me who it is? Maybe I know the answer."
"Really?"
He seemed to be hesitating, and it took him a while before he responded:
"He's a... smelly monk, he always likes to bully me...
Huh...huh..."
As he spoke, he fainted again.
Although Guangshu felt that it was him, he was still a little unsure before hearing his name.
As if sensing his heart, the saint's next words completely reassured him:
"Don't tell me ghost stories anymore, you stinky Guangshu..."
After getting the answer he had been waiting for for a long time, he felt that his heart was not restless as he imagined, but instead settled down.
Opening his mouth slightly, he responded to his previous promise:
"He likes you, I'm sure, don't worry."
Li Zijin, who was sleeping, smiled knowingly when he heard this answer. It was so sweet that the air seemed to be filled with happiness.
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…
In a blink of an eye, it was Youshi again, and Li Zijin slowly woke up.
What's wrong with me? She sat up straight and rubbed her still dizzy head.
Guang Shu, who was outside the door, also sensed it. He quickly opened the door and walked in, handing her a cup of sobering tea.
He is a man who never drinks or has fun, so of course he has to have some of these things on hand at all times.
The saint on the side who has not yet figured out the situation is confused:
How did I faint just now? It couldn't have been caused by the grilled fish poison I made. This is too embarrassing.
She couldn't help but cover her face with her hands, not daring to look at the person in front of her.
Guangshu also noticed that she was thinking wildly again, and hurriedly explained to her:
"It's my problem. I handed you half a glass of strong wine and made you drunk."
Li Zijin was temporarily relieved, but soon she became panicked again.
The reason why the Queen Mother of the West hardly let her drink a few times was because when she got drunk, she would forget everything and let herself go, completely losing the restraints of a Yaochi saint.
Afraid that her drunken ugliness would be exposed in front of him, she felt uneasy and asked slightly nervously:
"I didn't talk nonsense when I was drunk, right?"
"No, don't worry."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true, absolutely not nonsense."
She didn't lie, but she only spoke from her heart, Guang Shu thought silently in his heart.
But he had been fooled so many times, how could the Saint still trust him so easily?
And the most important thing is that the smile on his lips has never been suppressed since just now.
Isn't this a mockery of her drunken gaffes? So he insisted on making him swear.
This was a misunderstanding for Guang Shu. He had just fully understood Li Zijin's feelings for him, and of course he was so happy that he couldn't hold back his lips.
Anyway, he didn't lie, so he swore with a smile, and the saint was completely relieved.
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It was another sumptuous dinner. Li Zijin looked at Guang Shu, who was patting his belly with satisfaction, and looked helplessly at the remaining ingredients in the Qiankun bag.
He couldn't help but sigh: "Guangshu, you can't eat like this anymore."
She had taken away most of the food in the kitchen, which was enough for all the disciples in Yaochi to eat for half a decade. If he continued at this rate, he would finish it in about ten days.
I couldn't go on like this anymore, so I started to tell my master that I would have to practice for at least a month this time. If I ran out in the middle, I would be laughed at by her again.
After hearing this, Guang Shu's face fell instantly:
"Why? I don't eat much."
not much? Li Zijin felt the same as Manager Wang Fang at the Yaochi Banquet before. She took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled it, as if trying to calm down her emotions, but she did not explain the specific reason.
Instead, he said: "Eat as much as I say, if you really feel it's not enough.
Let’s increase the daily five grilled fish to ten. "
This threat was obviously very effective, Guang Shu nodded vigorously:
"It's true that I ate too much, enough, enough."
But I still thought in my heart, won’t you give it to me? After you enter samadhi, won’t I just take your Qiankun bag? What can the mere restrictions of the Heshen Realm do to me?
But obviously this is also what the saint is considering.
"I will check how much food is left in the Qiankun bag every day, so don't think about it.
If you are discovered by me once, you will add five pieces of grilled fish every day! "
Now Guangshu was completely at his wits end and could not stop wailing:
"No--"
"What did you say?"
"I said there's no need to go to such trouble, I'll abide by it."
Before leaving Yaochi, I must bring a batch of food with me. It’s really hard to live like this living under someone else’s roof! He learned from the pain and swore silently in his heart.
