After eating, Li Xinyuan's desire to listen to music was gone and she once again devoted herself to making potions.
It wasn't until the spring rolls nudged me to sleep that I regained my mental strength.
When making potions, mental power is a key. Generally speaking, pharmacists have very high mental power.
It's rare for someone with such low-level mental power to be able to make potions like hers, and generally speaking it's almost impossible.
This should be her time travel benefit, or it may be the background of the original owner.
But low mental strength is still a flaw. Just like a sprinkler head, the water pipe underneath is only that big. No matter how wide the sprinkler head can spread the water, it can't change the total water output.
'Spring roll, do you have any way to quickly increase your mental power? 'Although she has just upgraded to level one, her level two mental power is only slightly better than level one, that is, she can refine more potions at the same time and last longer.
But what remains unchanged is the speed. No matter whether the quantity is large or small, her speed is almost the same. It does not increase because of the small number of potions being refined at the same time, nor does it decrease because she only refines one potion. Refining time.
In other words, for her, the time it takes to refine one potion is the same as the time it takes to refine a hundred potions.
So she's been thinking of ways to improve efficiency recently.
[You can play mental games, which are specially designed for children to exercise. 】
'Then help me find it quickly. '
[Host, hurry up and rest. We’ll talk about these things tomorrow. If you don’t rest, I’m going to call you.]
'Go, go, go, follow your orders, Juan Juan's housekeeper. I asked you to help me find a novel about a domineering president. Did you find it? '
[I found it. I heard that this book is very popular. 】
I opened it and browsed for a while, then looked at the comments below.
"Yu Ling'er, where are you?" Li Xinyuan shouted excitedly.
No more than three seconds after she finished speaking, Yu Ling'er appeared out of nowhere and stood beside her.
"Yu Ling'er, come on, tell me this story today."
Liu Xiaoming looked at "His Dark Highness's Little Beloved Wife Ran Away Again" on his computer with a head full of black lines.
The comments below are full of complaints about the male protagonist's bad love brain, and he is also very good at it.
She flipped through it roughly, and it was full of quotes from the boss.
It's both tough and crispy, the kind that's destined for a sewing machine.
"'Woman, woman, woman, you are playing with fire. If you want to anger me, then you have succeeded." The girl blushed anxiously and did not dare to look at the man's godly and handsome face: "Your Highness, I I still have something to do, so let’s go first.” After saying that, the girl ran away in a messy manner. The man looked at Beiying as the woman left, curled his lips and smiled evilly, and said to the guard beside him: “Three, three minutes, I, I want this Women, women's complete information, all information.'" Upon hearing this, Li Xinyuan almost burst into laughter. Although this sentence struck a chord with the second tyrant, Liu Xiao was clearly struck by something and stuttered.
Liu Xiaoming put down the optical brain, and a black thread almost hung to the ground.
"Sister, why don't you go to bed early?" He stiffly tried to persuade Li Xinyuan to go to bed early.
How can that be possible?
Li Xinyuan hugged a pillow and lay on it with her hands and feet: "I'm not sleepy yet. You can continue reading. I want to listen."
...There is no choice but to continue.
"Female, woman, that's very good. You have successfully attracted my attention. Are you playing hard to get? Then I will play with you. Okay."
Tsk, why are you stuttering again?
"Don't pause. Slow down and read as smoothly as possible. Pausing affects the experience of listening to the story."
As she spoke, she stretched out a hand and grabbed Liu Xiaoming's belt.
Tong Ni Teng suddenly stood up: "Here, what does this woman want to do? She..." She doesn't want to steal His Highness... right?
Yu Qing quickly held her down: "Don't worry, take a look first before talking."
In the video, the woman just grabbed their Highness's belt, and their Highness could only sit down following the force.
Pretending to be careless, she accidentally stuck a handful of oil on the eight-pack abs that made her envious.
This feel is addictive.
The next moment, Liu Xiaoming, who noticed what the fat girl wanted to do, instinctively wanted to pick her up and throw her away. At the last moment, reason defeated his instinct and suppressed the hand that was about to move.
So Li Xinyuan successfully rested her head on his lap.
When I was a child, I read comics and felt that the hero and heroine were under a sky full of flower trees. The hero was leaning on the tree trunk and the heroine was resting on his lap. The two were chatting while admiring the rain of flowers in the sky. That scene was so beautiful.
Although there are no big trees now, there are no flowers and rain in the sky, and there is no male protagonist.
But here there are two heroines, leaning on their thighs and listening to the boss's quotes, one speaking and the other listening, the scene is also very beautiful.
Feeling the explosive thigh muscles under the head, I was dissatisfied and a little confused. A woman, how did she practice like this?
Looking for a more comfortable position, she couldn't help but rub her head.
I found a place that's not so bumpy. Well, it's nice here.
Liu Xiaoming raised his hand and put it down again. It took a lot of effort to suppress the urge to pick the person up and throw him away.
Yu Qing hugged the struggling Tong Ni tightly: "It's okay, sisters, your highness has taken the medicine. No matter how you keep it, there will be no accidents."
"She, she, she... shameless." Tong Ni's face turned red with anger, and she was speechless. It took me a long time to come up with two words.
"Continue, don't stop." Xinyuan blinked her eyes and urged the story to continue.
"Sister, I train all year round and my leg muscles are tight. It's uncomfortable for you to lean on me like this."
"It's okay, it's pretty good here, please continue." He said and pressed twice more, urging him to come.
Liu Xiaoming's expression changed, he bit secretly, and had no choice but to continue.
However, he stared at the light brain for a long time, but he was speechless.
"What's wrong?" Li Xinyuan was confused.
Liu Xiaoming closed his eyes: "Nothing, I will continue... The self-control he has always been proud of collapsed, collapsed, collapsed, collapsed in front of this damn little woman! This annoying little demon, Goblin. A thin man appeared on the man's forehead: 'Woman, don't move. If you move again, I will sue you now. Tell you whether I am a man.'"
"Damn it, other women took off, took off, took off, naked, and stood in front of me, but I didn't even feel it. With just one look from this woman, I fell in love. Am I falling in love with her? No, She’s just a plaything.”
"Damn it, my heart aches when I see this woman injured! 'Who gave you the courage to touch her? Which hand will break it, you or me?'...'I can't save her, I want you Everyone should accompany her and bury her.'" Liu Xiaoming, who was reading the novel in front of his brain, tried his best not to stumble. The general plot of the story was fine, but when he encountered these strange words, every time he read them, he felt his soul It sublimated a little, and for the first time in my life, I experienced what it means to have goosebumps all over the place.
