Wen Renxian opened his eyes, filled with murderous intent. He wanted to stay at this moment for a little longer, but someone was always going to make trouble. He just put his hand on the Hidden Immortal Sword that was sitting beside him.
In the dark night, an ordinary moth-like butterfly flew outside the window.
Gone? Disappeared?
I felt a few wisps of unfamiliar hostility just now, like fireflies outside the window, like an illusion.
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"My lord." Zui Die, who called the man back, said with confusion in his tone. He knelt on one knee and looked up at the man who had his back turned to him.
Just ready to take action.
"Wait a few days and buy the things. The auction is not just for the highest bidder, it's not elegant to fight and kill." The voice was as gentle as water, but it made people feel very scared.
Drunken Die froze on the spot, this was not the Lord's past style.
"It's just a plaything anyway. I don't mind waiting for him to lose interest and bury it."
Zui Die was a little unwilling. She also wanted to kill Sanshui, who had made her feel weak, so she said, "But if the young master has always been interested."
The man rubbed his head and looked at the white hair tangled on his fingers. His eyes showed a hint of disgust, fatigue and madness. "His temperament is just for three minutes of heat, and he is just greedy for temporary novelty. After a long time, it will become... I'm tired of it. To make someone completely inseparable from you, you can only make him yours..."
"Master?" Shui Miaomiao was holding a handkerchief with a puzzled look on her face. She had no idea that she might have saved her life just now by luck.
"It's okay." Wen Renxian grabbed the Hidden Immortal Sword and stood up.
Instinct told him that no matter what, the threat had receded, but he still couldn't rest assured that he still had to go out for inspection.
Just not wanting Shui Miaomiao to know, Wen Renxian turned around and looked at Shui Miaomiao sitting on the couch obediently, and said gently, "I'm a little hungry."
"Thinking about it, I know that Le Rongrong can't prepare the banquet calmly." Shui Miaomiao, holding her chin with her hand, thought, "Well~~ There are ingredients in the kitchen, but it's too late now, so I can't cook anything good. .”
"Just give me a bowl of noodles." Wen Renxian interrupted Shui Miaomiao.
"Okay, master, wait for me." Shui Miaomiao jumped down from the couch.
The kitchen is fully equipped with everything, so Shui Miaomiao always doesn't know how to evaluate Le Rongrong, who is careful and considerate.
Light the fire, wait for the water to boil, and then directly add the prepared noodles.
Pick some green vegetables and add a poached egg.
Wenrenxian wondered whether the taste was strong or light, and his hands adjusting the seasonings were a little slow.
"Three spoonfuls of chili pepper, no green onions, thank you."
Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes and put down the spoon.
"Go on, I'm waiting to eat." Tuo Yanjun squatted on the window sill, smiling so hard that he couldn't help but laugh.
"Who wants to do it for you?" Shui Miaomiao replied unceremoniously, folding his arms, "Didn't we agree to protect him all the way, but we can still see him in the first two or three days."
"You can't bear to leave me."
"you put"
Before he finished cursing, he saw Tuo Yanjun jumping down from the window sill with a strange smile. The familiar Zangjun sword was struck horizontally, and he put it against Shui Miaomiao's chin and lifted it up.
"I regret it even now. If I had stayed here, I would have been able to see Wen Renxian dressed as a woman up close, and maybe I could have given her some advice."
Lord Tuo Yan probably didn't hold back, and the raised neck was almost at 180 degrees. Shui Miaomiao, who was still struggling, suddenly froze on the spot, her eyes widened. How did Lord Tuo Yan know this?
"Don't make such a fuss, it's too easy to tell."
I forgot that Tuo Yanjun knew Wen Renxian very well in order to imitate him.
What does he want to do?
With this kind of news, he shouldn't have come to the kitchen. The first thing he should have done is laugh at Wen Renxian or start shouting all over the world.
Want something else?
Suddenly he was no longer nervous. Shui Miaomiao looked at Tuo Yanjun quietly. He didn't want to look at him, but his head was tied up and couldn't move.
Tuo Yanjun frowned, his intention was to show off his power, but Shui Miaomiao's indifferent attitude made people even more upset.
Nothing fun has happened recently!
The man who was chasing the tattoo on his face was lost, and he learned a piece of news that could disgrace Wen Renxian, but it couldn't be announced to the world.
Tuo Yanjun looked at Shui Miaomiao.
Exposing Wen Renxian's disguise as Sanshui is equivalent to telling everyone that there is something going on between Wenrenxian, Sanshui and Shui Miaomiao.
Three waters are Shui Miaomiao, and Shui Miaomiao is three waters, so there is no safety.
"Boring!"
Tuo Yanjun took back his hand angrily.
Shui Miaomiao covered her neck, threw herself aside and retched.
The red mark on his neck was still clearly visible from between his fingers, and it looked a bit scary.
Did you use a lot of force?
Shui Miaomiao's skin is still too tender.
"what are you up to?"
It was a moment of self-blame. After hearing Shui Miaomiao's question, he was thrown out of the sky and showed a perverse smile, with a hint of intimidation, "I was thinking about how to spread such breaking news. .”
"You can't." Shui Miaomiao straightened up and looked at Lord Tuo Yan steadily.
"Do you understand me again?"
Shui Miaomiao shook her head. Who could predict Tuo Yanjun's uncertain thoughts, but, "If you wanted to say it, it would have been spread long ago. Since it didn't spread immediately, you must have something else to ask for."
Tuo Yanjun remained silent until the water began to boil, and he raised his eyes towards the boiling water.
"It's three spoonfuls of chili pepper, not chopped green onion, right?"
"I also want a poached egg, which is delicious. Suddenly I want to eat an omelette, so I want a sunny side up."
Shui Miaomiao gritted her teeth and said, "That's fine. Do you want anything else?"
"Since you asked, I'll kindly answer, I don't eat noodles, I want hand-rolled noodles."
"Okay!" Shui Miaomiao replied in a suppressed voice and found the flour.
Turning around under Shui Miaomiao's command, Tuo Yanjun was not happy at all. He looked at Shui Miaomiao who was kneading the dough, gritting his teeth and cursing.
Tuo Yanjun suddenly came closer and asked, and the Zangjun Sword picked up Shui Miaomiao's hair hanging by her ears, "Are you willing to do anything for Wenrenxian?"
'boom! '
It was the sound of the rolling pin colliding with the stove, and the hard stove was cracked visibly to the naked eye.
Tuo Yanjun didn't expect it, he was startled and straightened up.
Holding the rolling pin in hand, flour is flying, and the kitchen with fire suddenly enters the winter frost.
"Yiyao Lingjun, are you here to challenge my bottom line or to trample on me!"
"I" Tuo Yanjun, who was suppressed, was speechless for a moment.
"Yes, I will do anything to hide this news. Do you know what all this means?"
"What?" Tuo Yanjun asked blankly.
"I'll kill you, so I would like to ask Yi Yao Lingjun if you have any other requests. Let me tell you."
The rolling pin in her hand was like a sharp sword, pointing at Lord Tuo Yan. As long as Lord Tuo Yan dared to tease him, Shui Miaomiao would never be stingy and would fight to the death to give him a goose.
"Ha, haha, hahahaha." Tuo Yanjun suddenly laughed, and laughed heartily, "Very good, just keep it like this."
Shui Miaomiao looked on in confusion, this man must be crazy!
"You are a girl. Even if the other person is your master, you must keep your distance."
"distance?"
"Distance." Tuo Yanjun nodded as he said it. He followed Wen Renxian all the way back to the house, watching every move.
The anger came from nowhere, and his eyes fell on Shui Miaomiao's fingers, which were stained with flour and looked even more slender and tender.
"Don't agree to all the requests made by others. Wen Renxian's affairs have nothing to do with you. Don't betray yourself."
Shui Miaomiao felt more and more confused.
Tuo Yanjun felt that he had said enough, and leaned against the wall lazily, "Knead the dough quickly, I'm hungry."
"Didn't you say that you shouldn't agree to all requests made by others?"
"I'm different. If you don't agree, I'll go out and do publicity. Wen Renxian wears women's clothes."
"You are awesome." Shui Miaomiao acknowledged it, picked up the dough, changed the stove and continued working, "Do you know what Chengxian Lingjun tastes like?"
"He, a sanctimonious guy, how can he let others know his preferences? He is not afraid of mild or spicy food, salty or sour food. You don't have to do his part. He is not at home now anyway. middle."
Shui Miaomiao sighed silently. It seemed that Shui Miaomiao had known that this would happen. The injury was not healed, so he was running around. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Tuo Yanjun who was idlely messing with the vegetables, "Why don't you go?"
"I'm keeping an eye on you. By the way, I want to eat three-color flower rolls for breakfast tomorrow. You made them yourself."
