"Settle down, you work hard to find Jiang Yang's thief, I won't delay your time here." Qian Li waved his hand unconcernedly: "I'm going to level up." ”

"Together." Xu Boyuan said.

It's really not suitable for him to find a thief, so let the president Changchun Yilao and Team Yu have a headache by themselves.

That was really the scene of the fairy fight, and he still didn't mix.

"Huh? That'll do the trick. Qianli said that he had no objection.

In fact, she pulled the other party to analyze it just to clarify her own thoughts, and she didn't expect the other party to find NPCs by relying on these.

……

The next afternoon

Qianli climbed out of the game warehouse, washed up and drove to the apartment where Su Mucheng lived.

Before coming, he had already told Su Mucheng in the game, so the other party was not surprised, and opened the door with a smile to let her in: "Lunch is almost ready, you wait on the sofa first?" ”

"Okay." Qian Li followed the other party all the way to the sofa in the living room, and glanced curiously at the kitchen: "Who is cooking?" ”

The smile on the corner of Su Mucheng's mouth was a little imperceptible teasing, "It's my brother." ”

Although she knew the true identity of the other party, she was still used to calling him "brother", and the two have always been getting along as brother and sister now.

"Brother Umbrella can also cook?" Qianli gasped.

I really can't imagine the appearance of Su Muqiu, who looks like her fingers don't touch the spring water, cooking with an apron.

"Yes, my brother's cooking skills are very good." Su Mucheng nodded.

Qian Li suddenly thought that the other party had also been a "poor boy" for more than ten years, and it seemed that it was not so unusual to know how to cook.

But even so, she still felt a little novel, so she pointed to the kitchen: "Can I go over and have a look?" ”

"Absolutely." Su Mucheng nodded.

Qianli almost trotted to the kitchen, and then saw a handsome man in a light gray striped shirt with a serious face handling the dishes in his hand, which gave the original pure temperament a bit of fireworks.

"Huh? Come here, do you want to try it? Su Muqiu heard the footsteps, turned his face to look at Qianli, and his thin lips moved.

"Yes, yes!" Qian Li nodded like a chicken chattering rice, and grabbed the piece of meat handed by the other party: "Hmm......"

"Too hot?" Su Muqiu was slightly stunned.

"No, no!" Qianli covered his mouth: "I just think it's too good to provoke." ”

Su Muqiu shook his head amusedly: "Are you going to wait here?" ”

"Hmm!"

"Okay, it's pretty much the same anyway."

And did not refuse.

Qian Li was pardoned and stood by with an interesting face. Although Qianxia can also cook on weekdays, she basically doesn't let Qianli into the kitchen.

First, I dislike the heavy oil smoke, and secondly, Qianli's temperament can't stay in the kitchen, so he will think about this and that, and in the end, if he doesn't make a mess, he will definitely get a hand injury.

Speaking of which, Qianli doesn't know why he seems to be born with this thing in the kitchen, as long as he goes in, it will definitely be a battle to the death, and in the end, without exception, he is injured.

No matter how big or small, you can't escape it.

Like now.

Qian Li, who was going to give way to Su Muqiu, who was passing by, didn't know that nerve was not right, and when he stepped on his left foot and right foot, the whole person lost his balance and couldn't control it and fell backwards, although Su Muqiu's eyes were quick to pull the person down, but he was still a step too late, and Qian Li's hand was slammed into the back shelf, and tears hurt out.

"What's wrong?" Su Mucheng heard this movement and hurriedly ran over.

Su Muqiu's brows furrowed, "Xiao Li hit his hand." ”

Qian Li sobbed uncontrollably while saying that he was fine: "You cook first, I'll knead it myself." ”

She's too hard.

Why don't you run to the kitchen so long and stand at the door to see that it doesn't smell good!

But there is no regret medicine in the world, no matter how much Qian Li is annoyed in her heart, she still can't change the result that her entire hand begins to bruise.

Seeing this, Su Mucheng immediately made a decision: "I'll come next, brother, you can take Xiao Li to deal with it first." ”

Although she is not good at cooking, she still has no problem with simple home-cooked dishes, not to mention that now Su Muqiu has basically done all the finishing work, only the finishing touches are left.

"Okay." Su Muqiu bowed slightly, and walked out of the kitchen with Qianli in his arms.

"Does it hurt?"

Qianli clasped his hands: "No...... It doesn't hurt. ”

Is it weird?

Cao Nima hurts so much, 1551, but the young lady is next to her, she is not embarrassed to cry at all.

Su Muqiu looked at Qianli with hazy eyebrows, of course she didn't believe what she said, "Where am I going to the medicine box." ”

Qianli nodded aggrievedly.

When Su Muqiu turned around, he immediately hugged his paw and wailed in his heart.

After Su Muqiu turned around and came back, Qian Li had already managed his expression, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and handed it over: "Can you blow it for me?" ”

Su Muqiu sighed and sat opposite her, "Okay, blow and blow, it won't hurt if you blow it." ”

As he spoke, he picked up her hand and put it to his lips, blew a few mouthfuls, and finally kissed her lightly on the hand: "But I still have to take medicine." ”

Qianli always felt that something was wrong, but when he saw the other party's straight face, he could only suspect that it was his own delusion just now.

The cool ointment was applied to the side of his hand, offsetting the original hot pain, and the man in front of him lowered his eyebrows, as if he was treating some rare treasure.

Qianli was a little stunned for a while.

"Okay, does it still hurt?"

The magnetic voice pulled her thoughts back, and Qianli shook her head and looked at her hand.

I made a simple bandage with a bandage and tied a nice bow at my wrist.

Qian Li remembered his terrible wound treatment technique, and was silent for a moment, with a solemn expression.

"Brother Umbrella, I found that you really have the potential to be a good wife and mother."

Su Muqiu: "......"

It's not the same as a written script, hey!

At this time, according to the normal plot development, shouldn't the little girl be extremely moved?

What the hell is a good wife and good mother?

Su Muqiu pinched his eyebrows: "Xiao Li, don't make trouble." ”

"Hehe, I'll tell you the truth, if any girl marries you in the future, she must have saved the world." Qian Li healed the scar and forgot the pain, and he was still miserable, but now he is out of tune.

"No, it's enough to save me." Su Muqiu said.

"Wow, Brother Umbrella is so domineering, I like it!" Qian Li subconsciously stretched out his hand to give the other party a thumbs up, but halfway through, he found that it was a wounded claw, and quickly changed his hand.

Su Muqiu: "......"

Forget it, he would rather not have this kind of liking.

At this time, Su Mucheng's side had already ended, and Su Muqiu put the medicine box in the drawer under the coffee table, and told Qianli not to move, so he went to the kitchen to help bring the food.

Because Qianli injured his right hand, it was not very convenient, so when he wanted to move the chopsticks, Su Muqiu had no choice but to pick up vegetables for Qianli under Su Mucheng's crazy instructions, but he was stunned before he could ask the other party.

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