Ming Yijun's hands are so beautiful.

The fingers are slender, the bones are distinct, and the color is like white jade. He took the origami crane from the table and showed her step by step.

Zhan Lu was fascinated.

She learned it after only two readings, and with great interest folded paper cranes all over the table.

She took the largest one, held it high, and ran around the room, clapping her hands and laughing.

Ming Yijun looked at her and smiled, and gently blew on the paper crane on the table, and the large and small paper cranes on the table were affected by his breath, and they all flapped their wings and flew towards Zhan Lu, high and low around her.

She stretched out her hand, and the paper crane stopped in her hand, in an intimate gesture, like a living being.

Zhan Lu played with the paper crane like this, forgetting for a while the worries that had been weighing on her heart for many years, since her parents died, she seemed to have grown up all of a sudden. It's clearly still a child's body, but the heart is already like an adult. But at this moment, the wind fanning under the wings of the paper crane caressed her face, as gentle as the willow wind in spring, allowing her to find the childlike innocence that she had not seen for a long time.

Ming Yijun smiled and watched her play with the paper crane, she was chased by the paper crane, frolicking and running forward, the short forehead hair parted to both sides, revealing a smooth and full forehead, the double mustache on her head was messed up by the paper crane, she simply tore it all up, let the hair loosely spread over the shoulders, but the appearance did not make people feel messy, but just cute.

She always liked to wear crimson dresses, which made her skin white and her hair black. She was laughing and playing with the cranes, and her eyes were so bright.

What an innocent child, but a few little birds with white paper folds can make her so happy, what a poor child, but these few little birds with white paper folds can make her so happy. Think she is alone in this world, and she has nothing to do with this world, isn't she like those paper birds that are folded from between her fingers?

Ming Yijun looked at it for a while, then stopped looking, said that he was tired, and turned around and went back to the room.

Not long after he left, Ah Zhen jumped out again, looked at the little paper crane flying around Zhan Lu, shook his head and said:

"Tsk, the Lord really spoils you, and is willing to take the time to help you get these things. ”

Since Ming Yijun came, Ah Zhen has become more and more elusive, often missing a single eye, and he doesn't know where he goes. Zhan Lu was already a little angry with her, but now hearing her say something like this here, Zhan Lu became more and more displeased:

"Ah Zhen is still so playful, where did she run away again?"

The lady smiled and grinned, not serious at all:

"I just went back to the mountains to have a look, and the little hairy heads in the mountains haven't seen me for a few days, and they all miss me so much. It's just that I was worried about the Lord in my heart, so I didn't dare to stay long, and I came back early. It's just that I saw that you were intimate with the Lord, and I didn't dare to show up for fear of disturbing you, and you blamed me. ”

She paused, and then said:

"I can't imagine that although we Alu people are small, we have great ability. You know, in the past, so many Yaochi fairies coveted the beauty of my lord, and came to visit him in the cave, and he devoured them one by one. I only said that the Lord wouldn't care about women in this life, but I didn't expect that Ah Lu had his blue eyes. ”

Zhan Lu heard Ah Zhen Niangzi say this, and knew that she was so intimate with Ming Yijun just now, so she asked Ah Zhen Niangzi to look at it. She blushed and argued:

"Who, who, who's intimate with him! It's clear that he's deliberately bullying people!"

The lady didn't speak, just ate and laughed, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Zhan Lu waved her sleeves a little irritably, and inadvertently hit a paper crane, the paper crane was broken by her wings, lying on the ground and unable to fly again, just let out a low wail, and its voice was desolate. The other cranes stopped frolicking, wailing around it in mid-air.

Zhan Lu didn't expect the paper crane to make a sad sound, but felt a tremor in her heart. Hurriedly picked up the paper crane with folded wings, and flattened the paper wings over and over again in vain, but the paper crane fluttered its wings, but it just couldn't fly.

Behind her came Ming Yijun's voice:

"Even if it's a paper crane, if it folds its wings, it can't fly anymore. ”

Zhan Lu looked at Ming Yijun and looked at it very distressedly.

Ming Yijun frowned:

"It's too noisy. ”

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves at the cranes hovering in the air, and the cranes lost their vitality and turned back into lifeless pieces of paper, falling to the ground one after another. Ming Yijun waved his sleeves again, and the ground suddenly caught fire, burning all those paper cranes.

She looked at the raging fire, feeling a little sorry in her heart, but she didn't speak.

Only the paper crane with folded wings was still lying in the palm of Zhanlu's hand, and continued to wail, I don't know if it was because of the broken wings, or because it hurt something.

Ming Yijun seemed to know Zhan Lu's intentions, he stretched out a finger, gently stroked the back of the paper crane, and said to Zhan Lu:

"You don't have to regret it, without my mana, those paper cranes are nothing more than pieces of paper. But this one, you hurt his wings, but it has something to do with you. If you carry it in your arms and keep it on your chest, you may be able to heal. ”

Zhan Lu's eyes widened in surprise:

"Can it really be raised?"

Ming Yijun smiled:

"If you can get hurt, you can naturally recover. ”

When Zhan Lu heard this, he cherished the paper crane in his arms. Strange to say, the paper crane was still struggling with its wings and wailing, but as soon as it touched the heat on her chest, it surrendered and did not move.

After placing the paper crane, she was just happy, but she heard Ming Yijun say again:

"I'm hungry. ”

Ming Yijun has now turned into a human form, and the amount of food can be said to be much smaller than before, but even so, he can eat the weight of seven or eight people in one meal. Cooking for him is a chore. When Zhan Lu heard that he was hungry again, she asked him with a bitter face:

"I made noodles before, is it okay to roll out a bowl of noodles for Lang Jun to eat?"

Ming Yijun was not picky, nodded in agreement, then turned around and left, and did not forget to tell before leaving:

"It's ready and sent to my room. ”

Zhan Lu sighed, resigned herself to the kitchen, picked up a rolling pin and rolled noodles. Ah Zhen jumped over again, and whispered to her mysteriously in her ear:

"I also observed just now, and the Lord's attitude towards you is really a little too normal...... No, no, there must be something wrong with this. ”

Probably because he was too tired from rolling noodles, Zhan Lu's cheeks turned a little red. She frowned and said angrily:

"I'll just say it's not what you guessed, you just don't believe it. ”

Ah Zhen didn't care what Zhan Lu said at all, he just danced in the kitchen and guessed by himself:

"I must be hungry for the Lord! But I have made an agreement with you for 20 years, and I can't break it casually, so come and smell you and satisfy my hunger!"

Zhan Lu was cutting meat, and when she said this, she paused, and the flush on her face gradually disappeared:

"Maybe that's what happened. ”

But Ah Zhen refused to let go of this topic like this, she shouted while turning in circles:

"I really envy Ah Lu! I can be eaten by the Lord in the future! I will be eaten by the Lord! I will be eaten by the Lord!"

Zhan Lu felt that Ah Zhen's brain must be broken.

No, no, by the way, do chopsticks have brains?

Listening to Ah Zhen's mother shouting nearly thirty times, Zhan Lu finally couldn't help but interrupt her:

"That's how you want me to be eaten?"

"Of course! It's an honor to be eaten by the Lord! Do you know that the Yaochi Fairies who pursued the Lord at the beginning were all voluntarily dedicated to the Lord to eat!"

"Then why don't you go and feed him yourself. ”

Listening to Zhan Lu's teasing, Ah Zhen complained instead:

"I wanted to go and eat it for the Lord, but, but, they all eat with chopsticks, and who has ever heard of eating chopsticks? If I made it of bamboo, or made of wood, it was made of ivory, and even if I ate it, I couldn't digest it. ”

Zhan Lu felt that she couldn't communicate with Ah Zhen anymore, so she should concentrate on cooking.

She hurriedly put the noodles in the pot, boiled them, fished them out, and drained them in cold water. Take another piece of meat and chop it finely, put oil in the pot, add some ginger and garlic, fry the meat foam, pour the sauce and fry it a few times, and then pour the fried fried sauce on the noodles, and the fried noodles are ready.

This jajanjangmyeon couldn't be simpler, and even Zhanlu can do it well. The tempting fragrance seduced the saliva of Ah Zhen's lady. Busy begging:

"Ah Lu, good Ah Lu, give me a bowl first!"

Zhan Lu shook her head:

"This is made for Lang Jun, you can eat it when he has leftovers. ”

Ah Zhen was busy begging:

"Who has ever heard of gluttony and leftovers? Okay Ah Lu, good Ah Lu, kiss Ah Lu, I ate your unpalatable chicken leg today, you have to make it up to me, just give me a little to eat!"

Zhan Lu heard Ah Zhen's lady mention the chicken leg, but she felt a little pity for her. So he took a small bowl and got her some noodles.

Ah Zhen Niangzi ate it after dividing five by two, and praised:

"It's so delicious! Ah Lu's craftsmanship has really improved a lot!"

Zhan Lu tasted wine and sweets today, which gave her some idea of the taste of food. In addition, she used to make jajangmyeon in the past, and this time the jajangmyeon was an unprecedented success.

Despite this, Zhan Lu was still quite worried that Ming Yijun would say that what she made was unpalatable after a while. She promised to give Ah Zhen Lady to eat, but also to let Ah Zhen Niangzi taste it for her first.

Hearing what Mrs. Ah Zhen said, Zhan Lu was relieved, and went to Ming Yijun's room with fried noodles, and knocked on the door gently:

"Lang Jun, the noodles are ready. ”

"Come in. ”

Zhan Lu put the fried noodles in front of Ming Yijun, and saw Ming Yijun's brows furrowed:

"No wine?"

Zhan Lu was a little embarrassed:

"Didn't Lang Jun already drink wine today? ”

He shook his head:

"The food you make is so unpalatable, and without wine, it's hard to swallow. ”

Zhan Lu hated to hear him say that the things she made were unpalatable, and hurriedly argued:

"Today's fried noodles are delicious!

He snorted and laughed:

"Those chopsticks...... Do you know what's delicious?"

Although he said that, Ming Yijun still picked a few noodles to eat, he closed his eyes and chewed carefully.

Zhan Lu stared at him with wide eyes, watching his throat slide and swallow the food.

"How's that?" she asked.

Ming Yijun opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and spit out two words:

"It's unpalatable. ”