The pacifist Shui Miaomiao felt that if she didn't leave, Hua Yixian might pry her words out, and then Tang Jiamei would become a little milk dog at night.
What a failure. On the way to Dongyuan, Shui Miaomiao looked at the wound on her hand. Based on Kang Xiaozhi's reaction, she was afraid that she would not listen to her explanation in a short time.
Tang Jiamei is such a pervert, so he should stay away from Kang Xiaozhi first, lest she go crazy and do something wrong again.
At that time, instead of saving people, they harmed them.
In the east room, Shui Miaomiao felt that the only luck today was that she caught her little brother.
She had reason to suspect that her little brother was hiding from her. Meeting him twice in seven days was basically her limit.
Shui Miaomiao put her hands on the table and stared at Mu Cang.
"You haven't eaten the food I brought you every day! Why do you feel like you've lost weight again?"
"No way."
Mu Cang touched his cheek guiltily. Recently, his immortality had been disappearing frequently, causing him to need to replenish more.
I used to be able to eat some vegetarian food, but now I feel nauseated when I see food, so I can stop eating and rely on drinking water to satisfy my hunger.
"You are definitely thinner now than me, who eats steamed buns every day. It just so happens that I have nothing to do today, so I will watch you eat."
Shui Miaomiao pushed the food on the table in front of Mu Cang.
He didn't respond.
Shui Miaomiao picked up a piece of peach blossom cake and handed it to Mu Cang's mouth, "Ah, open your mouth and I'll feed you."
He kept paying attention to Shui Miaomiao and looked at her "Ah", Mu Cang also opened his mouth subconsciously.
Shui Miaomiao quickly fed the peach blossom cake into Mu Cang's mouth.
Withdrawing her hand, Shui Miaomiao licked the residue from the peach blossom cake on her fingertips.
"Well! Tian, if there is no spiritual energy, I will definitely buy it and eat it every day until I get tired of it. What do you think, little brother?" Shui Miaomiao raised her eyes and looked at Mu Cang.
Mu Cang swallowed the cake wholeheartedly and nodded.
"Um."
"My little brother, have your tastes changed again? My tastes are also changeable. One day I want something sweet and another day I want something spicy. Little brother, you must tell me what you want to eat."
Shui Miaomiao glanced at the food on the table, "If the sweet one doesn't taste good, then eat the salty one. Try this. What is this called?"
Shui Miaomiao pointed to a bowl of soup on the table and said, "Would you like jade stone soup? That seems to be the name."
Mu Cang moved faster than Shui Miaomiao. Before Shui Miaomiao's fingertips touched the bowl, Mu Cang picked up the bowl. He was afraid that Shui Miaomiao would come to feed him again.
No wonder I'm embarrassed.
In the mouth of the soup, there is only a little salty taste, which stimulates the taste buds. It has more of a refreshing feeling, and it is not difficult to swallow.
Shui Miaomiao held her chin, not missing Mu Cang's expression, smiling happily.
Mu Cang knew that Shui Miaomiao was actually very attentive, but he just didn't want to express it.
She must have discovered something unusual about herself recently, and deliberately chose to eat. Mu Cang felt warm in his heart, but his heart was surrounded by warmth and was still surrounded by fear.
Mu Cang ate bite after bite, hiding the abnormality in his heart.
Shui Miaomiao smiled even more heartily, and it was no wonder that she had tasted and selected them specially.
Speaking of which, she had only tasted a little bit, so there shouldn't be anything wrong with her body.
"Eat slowly."
Shui Miaomiao glanced at Mu Cang, relaxed and lay down on the table, confiding her recent depression. For some reason, she always felt particularly relaxed when she was here with her little brother.
"By the way, little brother, have you ever killed anyone?"
Mu Cang raised his head from the bowl, was stunned for two or three seconds, and shook his head.
"No way!"
Shui Miaomiao was afraid that she had seen it wrong, so she immediately stood up and stretched her face in front of Mu Cang.
Mu Cang nodded, he also felt strange.
His master is the demon cultivator An Jue, but he has never had blood on his hands until today.
He had never killed anyone, but he had seen An Jue Lao kill someone. He had thought that An Jue Lao would force him to do something. After all, An Jue Lao had never shied away from killing people in front of him.
But after waiting for a long time, An Jue Lao only gave him one sentence.
"I won't force you. There's nothing to force. This is the law of survival in this world. One day you will want to do it yourself, whether the motive is harm or protection or something else."
"What's that look in your eyes? You don't believe me, my teacher. I love watching dramas, but you have to understand that the most fun day is when you want to do it yourself."
The words were unclear and unclear. Anyway, An Jue Lao was exactly as he said. He had never forced himself to take action, and he had never even called himself to do a last-ditch attack.
Compared to Mu Cang's confusion, Shui Miaomiao looked very excited.
"Really!"
"Um."
"Finally found a similar person." The excited Shui Miaomiao walked around the table and rushed towards Mu Cang.
"Wait a minute." Mu Cang shouted, still holding soup in his hand.
The person and the chair were thrown to the ground by Shui Miaomiao.
"It seems we are in the same boat, let's work together."
effort? What to strive for? Mu Cang, whose mind was blank, could only nod helplessly, hoping that Shui Miaomiao would get up from him quickly.
"What's so cold?"
Shui Miaomiao stood up in confusion, sat on the ground next to Mu Cang, lowered his head and looked at himself.
It turned out that the bowl of soup in Mu Cang's hand was knocked over.
Because Kang Xiaozhi's coat was still there, the soup quickly wet Shui Miaomiao's clothes, vaguely showing the inner lining.
Standing up from the ground, before Shui Miaomiao could react, Mu Cang quickly took out the towel and threw it to Shui Miaomiao, while he stood far away.
"Thank you."
Shui Miaomiao, who didn't know anything, took the towel and complained, "This soup tastes refreshing, but it feels sticky to the touch. I can't wipe it clean. I have to change it."
"That's right." Shui Miaomiao raised her head, "Brother, you haven't cleaned out the clothes in my closet. Please help me pick out any clothes."
Shui Miaomiao didn't expect to be able to stay in Dongshangfang for such a long time. Haishi must have passed and she would not be able to return to Hongyuxuan in time to make dinner.
Shui Miaomiao yawned and slowly lay down on the table.
It seemed that it was not a matter of going back to make dinner. Smelling the fragrance brought into the room by the wind, Shui Miaomiao suddenly felt sleepy.
The same was true for Mu Cang, his upper eyelids were fluttering against his lower eyelids, and sleepiness surged like waves.
"Miaomiao?"
Mu Cangyuan was still insisting, wanting Shui Miaomiao to go back to Hongyuxuan, but he persisted until he called out his name and leaned back. Mu Cang fell on the bed and fell asleep.
Yawning, Shui Miaomiao wrapped herself in a quilt, sat on the edge of the bed and leaned against the bed frame. With her eyes half-closed and half-open, she looked at Mu Cang, who was walking back and forth, looking slightly crazy.
I really don’t know what the little brother is upset about.
You slept on the bed all night, and I lay on the table all night, who was in the other's way?
Could it be that the little brother is worried about the chips.
Yes, they actually overslept. Looking at the time, it was already halfway through the morning class.
I'll probably draw a few more talisman myself in a while.
"Little brother."
Shui Miaomiao shouted softly, but Mu Cang seemed to be greatly frightened and knocked over the washstand behind him.
"Otherwise I'd better move back."
'Aqiu! '
Shui Miaomiao sneezed and looked up at Mu Cang. "What did you say?"
"I said move"
"Brother, you'd better think clearly before speaking." Shui Miaomiao interrupted Mu Cang. No one could stop her from teasing Fu Lingjun!
The topic seems to have strayed.
Looking at Mu Cang with a smile, Shui Miaomiao raised an eyebrow and said, "Do you think there is still room for you in that four-bed room? Believe me, as a person who has received exam-oriented education all year round, it is useless if there are multiple people sleeping together and one person going out. In a few days, the bed will become a utility room.”
