Ayin rode with Nameless, and she habitually pulled Nameless's sleeve but never spoke. The horses were galloping, and the four of them were a little tired after a day's journey, so they found an inn to stay for a while, intending to continue the journey after repairing. After getting off the horse, Ayin left his name and ran to the kitchen.

Shaman fetched water, and Nameless simply scrubbed his face, and then prepared to go back to the house to meditate and rest. Shaman walked to the door with the water, and suddenly turned to look at Nameless, a little unwilling, and a little puzzled, "Senior brother, what do you think of me?" ”

Nameless was sitting on the bed with his robe on, and he heard Shaman's voice a little puzzled, "What are you asking?" Martial arts? ”

Sharman was a little embarrassed.

Seeing that she was silent, Nameless thought that he had guessed correctly, thought about it, and replied directly, "Your Inner Dan is from the Protoss, and its cultivation has more potential than other demons, and it will be twice the result with half the effort." It's just that, looking at your current skills, it should be so general if you neglect to practice. However, since you call me Senior Brother, I will mention it in the future! ”

Shaman speechlessly looked at Nameless, who was seriously analyzing the future of his cultivation, holding the copper basin with one hand, crossing his waist with one hand, putting on a bewitching standing posture, raising his chin, throwing a wink at Nameless, and said in a coquettish voice, "Senior brother, am I beautiful?" ”

Nameless frowned slightly, looking at the graceful Shaman more and more puzzled, "Aren't you the most beautiful and not beautiful?" How could you remember to ask me? ”

Shaman was completely defeated, and when she wanted to speak, she suddenly felt a murderous aura attack from behind, she immediately turned around vigilantly, and a white porcelain bowl flew straight towards her cheek. Immediately, Ayin's angry roar came, "Okay, you flower demon, and take advantage of my absence to seduce Qingqing, see that I don't pick your skin today." ”

Ayin came over angrily with a bowl of porridge, plus two plates of side dishes, and a drawer of steamed buns.

Shaman raised his eyebrows and glanced at it, and said disapprehantly, "Little Master Ayin, in terms of skill, we don't know which of the two of us will pick whose skin, right?" You hid in the kitchen for so long and prepared this for my senior brother? Tsk, it's hard to swallow just by looking at it. ”

Ah Yin froze, jumped to his feet and shouted, "Qingqing likes to eat this the most, you know a fart!" ”

Shaman's expression changed slightly, and he glanced sideways at Nameless who was sitting on the bed, and saw that his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his heart ached, so he didn't say anything and left silently with a copper basin.

Ayin looked at Shamanse's back suspiciously, a little puzzled, "Hey, this is admitting defeat?" It's boring! ”

Ayin jumped into the house, put the food on the table, and naturally took Nameless's hand, "Qingqing, are you hungry?" I made vegetable porridge, shall we eat it together? ”

Nameless glanced at it from afar, and sure enough, it was a green porridge dish. Once Yu Qingyang was furious because of this bowl of porridge. He has always been puzzled, it turned out to be Mao Qing's favorite thing. Nameless couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, some were sour, some were unhappy, and some were evasive.

"Ayin, I'm not hungry!" Nameless gently shook off Ayin's hand, and didn't look at the plate of food again.

Ah Yin seemed to have been mentally prepared, and he didn't force it, he got up and sat at the table with a smile, scooped a spoonful of vegetable porridge and put it in his mouth, closed his eyes and tasted it, and then threw the spoon with great disgust and said, "Qingqing, it's right that you don't eat it, the food here is old and sour, and it's not delicious at all." Water doesn't work, it's not sweet at all. I still like the vegetables I grow in Qingyun Temple, plus the spring water on Qingyun Mountain. Qingqing, when we are done and return to Qingyunguan, I will definitely cook the best vegetable porridge for you. ”

Nameless didn't speak, and Ayin didn't seem to care, sitting alone at the table, happily eating a clean meal. Although she was still smiling and commenting on the buns and dishes from time to time, Nameless still felt her sadness.

"Ayin," nameless called softly.

Ayin turned his face to look at him, his big black and white eyes were still clear and bright, and his cheeks bulged out because of the stuffed buns were as cute as a bear.

Nameless couldn't help but be stunned.

Ayin had already wiped his mouth and stood up with a plate, and said vaguely, "I'm full!" ”

"Ayin" screamed again namelessly.

This time, Ayin just paused, didn't look back or stopped, and quickly walked out of the room. Nameless sighed lightly in his heart and forced himself to close his eyes and meditate. But in my mind, Ayin kept looking at herself with a smile on her face with vegetable porridge. I don't know how long later, footsteps sounded in the house again, and Nameless thought it was Ayin, and immediately opened his eyes to look, only to find that it was Shaman with food.

"Senior brother, what kind of expression is you, even if you don't want to see me, you don't have to show it so obviously, right?"

Nameless got up helplessly, looked outside and asked, "Where did Ayin go?" ”

Shaman replied while distributing vegetables, "That girl can't be idle for a moment, and when she is full, she will naturally go out to play!" ”

"Herself?"

Sharman couldn't help but look up amusedly, "Senior brother, you're too worried, aren't you?" ”

Nameless turned his face a little unnaturally, "I'm just~"

"Don't explain, explaining it will only make me sadder!" Shaman clutched his chest exaggeratedly, "Anyway, I've taken care of you for more than four months, and you're too kind to me!" ”

Nameless looked at Shaman, who was pretending to be sad, and shook his head helplessly, then caught a glimpse of the food brought by Shaman and asked, "I like to eat these on weekdays?" ”

Sharman nodded.

Nameless said, "This is not much different from what Ayin prepared, why~"

"Why are you not used to eating the vegetable porridge cooked by Yu Qingyang last time?" Sharman directly voiced the nameless doubts.

Nameless looked straight at her, waiting for her answer.

Shaman raised his right hand, his wrist reversed, his slender fingers flew in the air, and a burst of peach blossom fragrance slowly overflowed, quickly filling the entire room.

"Mortal things and people generally contain worldly distractions, sometimes bitter and unpalatable, sometimes they feel extremely sweet, and they are determined by their hearts. But the things of the gods have purified these mortal thoughts, and it is normal for you not to adapt to the mortal porridge and vegetables. Although the things I did seem to be normal, I have purified them with immortal energy, so you naturally don't feel abnormal. ”

Nameless knew it, but he couldn't help but be disappointed. Does this mean that the Mao Qing who loves to eat mortal things is really not himself? Nameless looked up at the house again, paused and said lightly, "I'll go out for a walk!" ”

Shaman looked at the white figure that disappeared into the night, sighed faintly, turned to sit down at the table, and finished the meal he had prepared alone.

It is an eventful day of integrity, and the night is excellent, but there are very few pedestrians on the street. The few shops that are occasionally open also have few customers, and they seem a little lonely. Ayin walked and stopped alone, originally thinking about eating delicious food, and when he lived to watch some fun, he suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, but unfortunately he didn't see anything along the way.

She stood on the empty bridge, boredom throwing stones downward, rippled in the moonlight, like a phantom in memory, and the pictures were fleeting, and she couldn't catch them if she wanted to. At this moment, Ayin is extremely missive and extremely sad. (To be continued.) )