Zhou Qiaoxin dodged the flowers in Hu Yu's hand, stood under the eaves with the steamed bun wrapped in oiled paper and exuding heat, and said playfully to Hu Yu: "In the past, your broken mouth was just hateful, but I didn't expect to see it for more than two months, but I learned to flamboyate and please girls. ”

Hu Yu smiled, walked towards Zhou Qiaoxin, looked at Zhou Qiaoxin's chest with ill will, and said with a cheap face: "People, you always have to learn to grow up, don't you?"

Zhou Qiaoxin stared at the few clear fingerprints on Hu Yu's face, and replied unwillingly: "Do you think my makeup skills are not good enough?"

The corners of Hu Yu's mouth twitched, and he gently touched the left side of his face, this girl is really good, whoever marries you is unlucky.

"I didn't expect you to have a lot of strength with thin arms and legs, but I have a big mind and I don't have the same knowledge as you. After finishing speaking, Hu Yu deliberately straightened his chest.

Remembering that this hateful guy said last night that he had small breasts, and now he deliberately used this to stimulate himself, Zhou Qiaoxin smiled contemptuously, his eyes swept Hu Yu up and down, and said disdainfully: "All over the body, except for this mouth, there is no other place that is useful." ”

"Huh?" Hu Yu looked himself up and down, this little girl came to tease herself early in the morning? I really think I don't dare to do anything to you, right?

Hu Yu came to Zhou Qiaoxin's front and said with a wicked smile: "You haven't tried it, how do you know it's useless?"

Zhou Qiaoxin rolled his eyes, turned around and walked back to his room, and when he saw Hu Yu wanting to follow her in, Zhou Qiaoxin stopped, blocked the door and said, "Is this how you entered the girl's boudoir at will?"

Hu Yu said: "It's not that you want... ”

"What do I want?" Zhou Qiaoxin interrupted Hu Yu.

Looking at Zhou Qiaoxin's smiling expression, Hu Yu had no doubt that if he followed into the room, there would be a few more fingerprints on his right cheek.

swallowed back the unspoken words in the back, and the right foot that was about to cross the threshold was also frozen in mid-air, Hu Yu smiled wryly, withdrew his right foot, and stood outside the door a little overwhelmed.

Zhou Qiaoxin pointed to the medicine bag in Hu Yu's hand, and then slammed the door shut.

was teased by this little girl!

Hu Yu shook his head and smiled, looked around the small courtyard, and said to the door: "I'll go and decoct you first, you eat the buns while they're hot, and we'll catch up later." ”

After that, Hu Yu carried the medicine bag and walked to the room that looked like a kitchen, but after he stepped into the kitchen, he couldn't help but complain loudly: "I said Miss Zhou, how long has it been since you entered this kitchen? ”

Zhou Qiaoxin, who was leaning against the door, listened to Hu Yu yelling in the kitchen, and a sweet smile appeared in his mouth, then sat down at the table, opened the oil paper package in his hand, and looked at the fresh buns in the package.

How long has it been since I have eaten steamed buns? When I was in the village before, my favorite food was the fresh meat buns steamed by my father himself, and when I remembered that my father with inconvenient legs and feet got up early every morning to steam steamed buns for himself, Zhou Qiaoxin's tears couldn't help but roll in his eyes, and his father's voice and smile have been lingering in his mind.

"Zhou Qiaoxin, I said that you don't usually make a fire, even the water tank is empty, don't you drink water? Don't you wash?

Hearing that Hu Yu was like a long-tongued woman, chattering endlessly in the kitchen, Zhou Qiaoxin burst into tears and laughed, wiped away the tears in his eyes, picked up the bun and bit it one by one, even the soup flowed down the corners of her mouth, she didn't care, just like a greedy little girl who met her favorite food, and didn't care about her image at all.

Hu Yu fetched clean water from the well, and then found a dusty casserole under the stove, and was worried about the empty stove pit.

Shaking his head, Hu Yu continued to complain: "I didn't expect it would be so troublesome to boil a medicine for you to drink, and I don't know how you usually live." ”

went to the yard to find some moldy firewood, Hu Yu yelled at Zhou Qiaoxin in the room: "Miss, do you have a fire break?"

Zhou Qiaoxin wrapped a bun in his mouth and said vaguely: "You are a great monk, you can't even do this little thing, right?"

Hu Yu walked to Zhou Qiaoxin's door, patted the door hard, and then yelled into the room: "What did you say? ”

After the roar, Hu Yu slapped his head, walked to the broken window again, and looked at Zhou Qiaoxin, who was sitting at the table, was chewing with his hands covering his two big cheeks, and said angrily: "Zhou Qiaoxin, except for your room, are other places in this courtyard still inhabited?"

Zhou Qiaoxin covered his mouth with one hand, hurriedly picked up a handkerchief with the other hand to wipe the soup dripping from the corner of his mouth, and said to Hu Yu: "I live alone, can you manage it?"

Hu Yu rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand to Zhou Qiaoxin and said, "Give me the fire fold, I don't have that thing on me." ”

Zhou Qiaoxin swallowed the bun in his mouth, wiped his mouth clean, and then spread his hand to Hu Yu and said, "I don't have either." ”

Hu Yu said loudly: "Then how did you light the fuel lamp last night?"

Zhou Qiaoxin stared at Hu Yu very seriously, like she was looking at an idiot, and then reached out to cover the oil lamp and stopped, when her hand left the oil lamp, the wick in the oil lamp had already ignited a fire.

Zhou Qiaoxin said with an innocent look: "That's it, don't say you won't." ”

"Me!"

Hu Yu was speechless for a while, not to mention, he really didn't expect that the vitality could be used like this, but it is no wonder, except for the more than two months when he was frozen at the bottom of the lake, Hu Yu only had the vitality for two days, and his thinking could not change for a while, and many times he would subconsciously ignore the fact that he was a monk.

Zhou Qiaoxin said in surprise: "You really don't know?

was despised by Zhou Qiaoxin, Hu Yuwu said tenaciously: "Speak well, don't scold, why can't I practice." ”

Zhou Qiaoxin blew out the oil lamp and said to Hu Yu: "Can you go and boil the medicine?" Could it be that you are going to wait until the afternoon to use the potion as lunch?"

It was boring to ask Zhou Qiaoxin here, Hu Yu returned to the kitchen with the moldy firewood without saying a word, and after the firewood was piled up in the stove pit, Hu Yu pondered on the stove pit.

Although I didn't see how Zhou Qiaoxin lit the fuel lamp just now, Hu Yu sensed the operation of the vitality in Zhou Qiaoxin's palm, which was the vitality in her own dantian gathered in the palm of her hand, and then absorbed the new heaven and earth vitality and directly converged to the palm of her hand without tempering, and the sparks generated by the collision of two different vitality qi ignited the oil lamp.

Hu Yu learned Zhou Qiaoxin's method, gathered the white vitality in the palm of his hand, and then reabsorbed the vitality of heaven and earth in the palm of his hand.

Hu Yu was dumbfounded, and then he remembered that the exercises he practiced were different, especially after he turned into a spirit, no matter what attribute of heaven and earth vitality it was, once it was absorbed by him, it would become the same sect and the same origin, and there would be no mutual incompatibility.

Hu Yu tried again with the black vitality, and the result was still exactly the same as before, which made Hu Yu worried, what if this fire couldn't be born, could it be that he wanted to ask Zhou Qiaoxin's little girl?

Thinking of Zhou Qiaoxin's disdainful eyes, Hu Yu shook his head vigorously, in order to make a fire to beg her, I don't know how long I will be ridiculed by her, Hu Yu's proud heart does not allow him to do such a thing, but what if he doesn't ask Zhou Qiaoxin?

Looking at the pile of moldy firewood in the stove pit, Hu Yu muttered: "Master, master, is there anything more pitty than your old man?