In my life, I will not do great evil and wrong things, nor will I do great compassionate actions. Only for him, I will mess with the treacherous hell, and I will travel all over the world in the world.

I was so distressed that Yi Bei was afraid to speak out.

Ji Qin turned her head and looked into the distance, sighing: "Some people, once they miss it, it is a lifelong mistake."

I was still standing there, silent, looking down and pleasing to the eyes.

This is the first time I know that I will feel uncomfortable when I am with Ji Qin since I was a child. The slightly cool wind blew across the lotus leaves outside the pavilion, and the water waves were filled with layers of ripples. There was a layer of coldness floating inside and outside the curtain, as if only a small stone could stir up the waves like a tide of thousands of waves.

It was such a deserted charm and such an awkward atmosphere. It was caught off guard and walked in with a full pot of lily lotus seed soup.

"I'm afraid Ji Qin remembered it wrong. The kitchen made tremella soup today. Thinking that the powder was not so particular, I brought it over..." Nie was very attentive to put the casserole on the stone bench - a chessboard was placed on the table, and there was no extra place to put a casserole.

Even I could see that Ji Qin casually said a name and sent a soup to the death. She wanted to question me privately. However, even she herself did not expect that she really made lotus seed soup in the kitchen today, just by accident.

So, facing the bowl of soup that the talented people in the Taoist world brought in, she hesitated for a moment, hesitating whether to take it or not. The person who is too real, he doesn't feel tired when he holds a bowl of soup, and he looks full of expectations, and he doesn't know what he is looking forward to. However, Ji Qin can eat something today, all relies on his expectation.

I knew that I like sweet food, so I put some more sugar in my soup. However, I didn’t know that I ate the gods in the world and the sugar for the next life in my life. Now I taste something sweet that is a bit off the normal level, and being able to endure it and not vomit it out can be considered as giving him face.

The god-gold, holding a small bowl, sat next to Li Nie, quietly watching Li Nie, who was unambiguous in acting, pretending to be well-behaved in front of my Ji-ken.

He made a virtuous expression: "The soup in the kitchen is cooked well. I think Ji Qin is drinking it well. The son-in-law actually knows a little bit about cooking skills. He will definitely cook this pot to deliver to Ji Qin another day."

"Oh?" There are few gods who can cook these days, and there are very few male gods who can cook. When Ji Qin heard this, she was very novel: "Son-in-law can cook, can he do it?"

A smile made an elegant statement: "I just know."

I:"……"

I'm gonna be!

If he knows how to cook, I will be able to refine elixirs! Who believes it?

Well, in fact, I can't say that. At this moment, there is a person who believes in the lies of the lies.

I saw Ji Qin's loving smile on her face, and I couldn't help but wonder. I wondered, what kind of mood did I have when I was in the day of my life to praise me in person for my profound acting skills that made the actors and actors in the world feel inferior? His performance was the one that really made the grass and trees feel sad for the autumn wind and clouds.

The performances that are unhappy and endless aftertaste. From the family of food, rice, oil and salt to the history of the six realms and great things, no matter how inseparable the relationship is, you can speak them strictly and closely, so that you can't hear any traces of the topic jumping, which is quite like Aunt Bai Wei. I sat next to him and watched him talk to Ji. It was not until the sun was declining that he suddenly came back from the performance and the topic and pulled me up to say goodbye. During this period, my daughter had never interjected a word in their conversation. I was very pleased and moved.

When he was parting, Li Nie still missed his etiquette of bowing twice, and glanced at the chessboard with his eyes squintedly: "Ji, this game of chess should be played like this..." As he said that, his white fingers had already picked up a black piece and put it on. Without waiting for Ji Qin to react, he pulled me up: "Goodbye."

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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