Seeing this, several girls around put forward their own requirements.

"I'm going to get hot too."

"I'm going to be cold."

"I want to be warm."

……

"Okay, okay." Mi Yun hurriedly responded, took out a small notebook, and wrote down all the requests of several girls.

Putting the notebook back in his soul guide pocket, he turned around and walked out of the dormitory room.

Finding an umbrella, he changed into a pair of sandals, opened the umbrella, and braved the pouring rain to walk to the college cafeteria dozens of meters away.

The soybean-sized raindrops hit the ground, splashing small splashes with muddy water, and the water splashed on Mi Yun's calves, leaving him with a little mud and sand.

A splash of water left a little mud and sand, and Mi Yun only walked about ten steps, and his legs were covered with mud.

He didn't look and continued to walk briskly.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, Mi Yun found the kettle.

I uncorked the bottle and looked at it, but there was no water in it.

He walked over to the tank and opened the lid.

Fortunately, there was well water stored in it that had been made during the day, otherwise he would have to brave the rain to go to the well outside to hang water.

Water was poured into the pot, firewood was added to the stove, a fire was started, and a white column of smoke came out from the chimney above the college cafeteria in a short time.

After a while of boiling water, Mi Yun brought a kettle and filled a kettle.

Then he made a jug of cold water and then a jug of warm water.

Just as he was about to go out with three water bottles, he suddenly remembered that there had always been a rich fragrance of jasmine on Qiannawei's body.

The faint aroma made him a little intoxicated.

Putting down three jugs, he found a packet of dried jasmine.

This jasmine makes tea for Naphtha Wei, and she will definitely be very happy.

Mi Yun thought happily.

Putting the dried jasmine flower into his soul guide pocket, he suddenly remembered Ning Rongrong again.

It seems that Rongrong also has a floral fragrance, right?

Is that a rose's?

Well......

Forget it, bring it with her.

After thinking about it, he found another packet of dried roses and put them in his soul guide pocket.

This is not over, he took another bag of tea and a bag of sugar, in case Linglu and Qian Linjue want to drink tea or sugar water.

Ready, he carried three kettles, opened his umbrella, and walked out of the college cafeteria.

Walking back to the dormitory in the rain, Qian Linjue and Qian Nawei had already played to the middle game.

As Qian Nawei expected, Qian Linjue's white chess pieces were all sealed in the corner, unable to get ahead, and the disadvantage was obvious.

Looking at Qian Linjue's contemplative face, Qian Nawei asked, "Linjue, you have an obvious problem with this method, who taught you?" ”

Qian Linjue looked up.

Who taught?

Of course, it's Qian Fei'er, who is thousands of miles away and has squinting eyes!

Is there really a problem, though?

Qian Linjue frowned.

He remembered very well that Qian Fei'er taught chess, and the first sentence at the beginning was: three or three points of disagreement.

Why did you pull it so far in your own hands?

He couldn't figure it out.

After thinking about it, he was about to answer Qian Nawei: I was taught by a cousin Qian Fei'er.

When the words came to her mouth, Qian Linjue felt that such an honest answer seemed to be very ordinary and ordinary, without any momentum.

So he folded his arms around his chest, tilted his head slightly, and spoke arrogantly.

"Be proud to play against me, Na Wei, the one who taught me Go is the number one chess saint in the history of Douluo Continent, Qian Fei'er!!"

After answering, Qian Linjue looked at Qian Nawei proudly.

He didn't think there was a problem with his play, every time he played chess with his cousin Qianfei'er, Qianfei'er could abuse him with this move.