Chapter Forty-Eight: Discouraged

Lin Ling smelled a faint fragrance, "Senior Sister Mu, you are so fragrant!" ”

"What's the matter, I haven't taken a shower for a few days, it's rancid, you must have smelled it wrong." Afraid of being discovered, Mu Wanqing hurriedly walked outside the house, "I have to go back and take a hot shower quickly, it's uncomfortable to death." ”

Back in the courtyard where she lived, Mu Wanqing stopped and looked back at Lu Junying, who had been following her since she was in the confinement room, "Something?" ”

Lu Junying approached to close the distance between the two, lowered his head and sniffed lightly, sure enough, it was the fragrance of gladiolus, and his fingers couldn't help but caress the slightly red and swollen lip flap, which he didn't see in the dark confinement room, but now he can see it clearly under the sun.

Lu Junying has a kind of humiliation of being betrayed, in that world, his first love is also betraying him, and he is with a richer, better-looking, and better man than him.

In addition to the fact that he has no money now, there are few young peers in the other two immortal cultivation realms who have compared to him, why do he still encounter this situation.

Is he Lu Zechuan the one who will be green if he changes his identity?

Lu Junying restrained the fluctuations in his heart, and tried his best to let himself speak in a flat tone: "You, you...... Where do you do it? ”

Mu Wanqing was a little surprised when she heard Lu Junying's hoarse voice, but at that moment, more emotions were hurt by Lu Junying's sentence "Where have you got".

Lu Junying's question is meaningless to her, from the moment she asked this sentence, the seeds of doubt have been planted in her heart, even if Mu Bangqing explains, it is only to alleviate the temporary contradiction, and after a long time, other unpleasant things will happen, and today this matter will be mentioned again, and the final outcome will be to go their separate ways.

"Didn't you already guess that? Why bother? Just what you think. ”

Lu Junying let go of Mu Bangqing's hand in frustration, regressed with a disappointed face, shook his head, and left.

It turned out that she was such a person in his eyes, she thought that after getting along for so many years, he would understand her as a person, and he would ask if she was bullied by Xiahou Wei in it, but she didn't expect it...... That's it.

Then the paper contract is better than nothing, the two of them are just pretending to be a couple, if one day, they will be in love for a long time, even if it will be the beginning of disaster.

Mu Bangqing burned the contract signed with Lu Junying with an oil lamp, it is better to ask for others than for himself, instead of pretending to be a fiancΓ©e with others to avoid the harassment of Xiahou Huan, it is better to make himself stronger, so strong that no one dares to bully himself at will, and no one can decide whether he marries or not at will.

In the following time, Mu Wanqing spent most of her time practicing behind closed doors, even if Xiahou asked her out a few times by chance, she also took the opportunity to learn from her, saying that she was making progress together, and she didn't want to drag him back, so as not to become a talking point for others to laugh at him in the future.

Xiahou Wei was not stingy in teaching her, but there was a real disparity between Zhuji and Jindan, not to mention that Mu Bangqing had been stuck in the first order of Zhuji for a long time, and for more than a year, he had never been promoted to the next level, and Lu Junying was already Jindan.

If she doesn't find another way, if she continues like this, and when she leaves the Canglan Sword Sect a year later, Xiahou Wei is afraid that she will be even more presumptuous, and she will probably become a canary imprisoned in his yard and looking forward to his return home every day.

Under the guidance of Xiahou Huan, although Mu Bangqing's cultivation was not mentioned, she learned a lot of skills, and when she met an opponent of the same level, she Mu Bangqing could torture and kill the opponent with absolute strength.

"Tired?" Xiahou Wei saw Mu Wanqing leaning against the tree to rest in the shade, and conjured a piano in his hand, "I'll play the piano for you." ”

Mu Wanqing couldn't refuse, so she just closed her eyes with exhaustion and pretended that she didn't have the strength to speak.

I have to say that Xiahou Huan's piano skills are really superb, listening to his piano sound, Mu Bangqing quickly fell asleep, and slept more peacefully than at night.

"It's really old, as soon as I hear this song, I can sleep all day." As Xiahou Wei squatted down, he had an extra cloak in his hand.

During this time, she was indeed too tired, and Xu was too ruthless to stimulate her in the forbidden room, so that she often fought with him ruthlessly to repay the humiliation at the beginning.

Xiahou Wei picked up Mu Bangqing and walked to the residence, and happened to meet Lu Junying and others on the way.

Lu Junying's gaze stayed on Mu Bangqing for less than a second, and then shifted to the woman beside her, talking and laughing with others, very happy.

Xiahou shook the person in his arms and hugged him tighter, looking at the woman in his arms from time to time, and the smile in his eyebrows and eyes couldn't be dispersed.

Mu Bangqing slept and woke up close to dusk, and to her surprise, Xiahou Wei was still in her room, sitting at the desk holding a book and flipping through it, the name of the book Mu Bangqing didn't know very much, but it looked a bit like an oracle bone.

"You're not going back to rest?" Mu Bangqing looked at his leisurely appearance, and didn't seem to plan to go back.

Xiahou Wei turned the pages of the book and looked up at Mu Bangqing, "What if I don't want to go back tonight?" ”

Hehe, hehehe...... Mu Bangqing was speechless in her heart, you don't want to go back, what can I do, drive you away?

"It's my birthday today." Xiahou Wei supported his head with one hand, and his eyes never left Mu Bangqing for half a minute, as if he wanted to get something from Mu Bangqing.

"So, happy birthday?" Mu Wanqing really didn't know what to give him, to put it bluntly, she was too lazy to prepare, even if she just messed with something, she was too lazy to fool around.

Xiahou Wei covered his face and cried and laughed, "Can't you be a little sincere?" ”

"What does it mean to be sincere?"

"I'm hungry, you give me a bowl of longevity noodles."

"I won't."

Xiahou Wei just stared at Mu Bangqing like this, and there was a tendency that he would not give up if he didn't do it.

In the end, he couldn't stand it, Mu Bangqing had no choice but to do it, and he didn't know how Xiahou Wei supported the kitchen manager and asked the family to lend them the kitchen.

Mu Bangqing pointed to the fire and the freshly pulled out vegetables and said, "You come to make a fire to wash the vegetables, I won't, otherwise you will starve to death." ”

Mu Bangqing searched the whole kitchen but didn't find the noodles, and then remembered that there were no noodles in ancient times, and they were all noodles kneaded by hand.

In desperation, she can only find some wheat flour and mix it with some water to knead, to be honest, even in modern times, Mu Bangqing has never made ramen, instant noodles and dried noodles are her daily routine, occasionally want to eat some chewy noodles, so spend some money to go to the next restaurant.

As for the noodles, she doesn't know how to make them, she just guesses while making them based on fragmentary memories.

Either there is too much water, or there is too much noodles, and my hands are sticky, which is very uncomfortable. In addition, in the past few months, he has pushed himself too hard in cultivation, and the grievances in Mu Wanqing's heart came up, and his eyes were a little red.

Xiahou Wei took Mu Bangqing's hand from behind and led her hand to knead the dough, and the flour, which was about to turn into a slurry, quickly became a decent dough with his help.

The son of the family also loves to cook? What kind of quirk?