"Thank you......" It was probably the first time to wear clothes of the opposite sex like this, and it was not related to the opposite sex, Su Qingluan felt that his cheeks were a little hot, but Su Qingluan was not ignorant, so he could only whisper: "I'm actually not too cold......"

Before the words fell, Su Qingluan felt a little itchy in his nasal cavity, and then-"Ahhh "Sneezed.

…… Is this a slap in the face on the spot?

Probably because Mu Xingzhi saw that Su Qingluan was uncomfortable, so he changed the topic and asked, "What is Qingluan writing?" Although it was a questioning tone, Mu Xingzhi's eyes were very polite, Su Qingluan only subconsciously made a blocking action, and he immediately turned his gaze to the side, which made Su Qingluan feel that he was making a fuss.

"Oh...... It's the new product concept of 'Su Ji'......" Su Qingluan originally wanted Mu Xingzhi to take a look, but he found that he wrote a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west, which was also mixed with various simple symbols, not to mention Mu Xingzhi, an ancient, even if he was a modern person, it is estimated that few people can understand it, so just think about it.

"I just recorded all the ideas I could think of," After the train of thought was interrupted, Su Qingluan's ability to perceive the environment gradually returned, so he felt the coolness of the gradual infection, and unconsciously tightened the clothes on his body a little tighter.

After realizing that this action was a little ambiguous, Su Qingluan asked Mu Xingzhi: "How did you remember to put your clothes on me?" Actually, this is a bit of a bad thing, but Su Qingluan is really a little shy and overwhelmed now, and even a little stressed, so he has to take a preemptive strike.

Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan's visible appearance of fried hair, and said with a smile: "I know that this move is rude, but I have to obey the power, if Qingluan gets up at night because of this accident, it will not be a beautiful thing." What's more, even if I want to put your clothes on Qingluan, it's easy to get it, isn't it? As he spoke, he glanced meaningfully in the direction of the screen.

probably knew that Su Qingluan would not be able to be indoors if he was killed—even if it was through the screen—so the night pot behind the screen had been removed, so Su Qingluan now completely used the screen as a clothes rack.

But under Mu Xingzhi's signal, Su Qingluan realized that although his clothes were on the screen, there was still one thing on top of them - a pair of socks that he had changed out!

Unlike modern socks, which are ordinary clothes that can be worn outside, "socks" in this era are intimate clothing that can be equated with "corsets".

Su Qingluan is still a "modern person thinking" for a while, so she often loses everything in this kind of detail, and this time it is the same, because Mu Xingzhi is too gentlemanly, there is no transgression, and she herself is a big grin, so she simply forgot about the socks completely and put them on it.

If Mu Xingzhi hastily ripped off his clothes and brought his socks down, Su Qingluan replaced the socks with underwear and brought them in......

Oh my god, it's so embarrassing!

Just thinking about it like this, Su Qingluan himself was about to snap his toes on the ground, not to mention Mu Xingzhi, a real ancient person, this was simply ......

"Right...... I'm sorry! Su Qingluan instantly turned into a bouncing warrior, and quickly took off his socks and put them away, "I...... I'll be sure to pay attention next time! ”

Touch!

Because he was in too much of a hurry, Su Qingluan accidentally touched the screen headlong, causing the screen to shake back and forth.

Although the screen is only a thin layer, the volume is there, and there is a base, so Su Qingluan is still very painful at this time.

But it's just right—Su Qingluan grinned and thought—it hurts to make yourself remember it for a long time, and it's always so big!

Probably couldn't bear to watch Su Qingluan be at a loss like this, Mu Xingzhi chuckled: "Didn't Qingluan say that it is not appropriate to write for too long under this dim candlelight?" If you're done busy today, it's better for Qingluan to rest early, isn't it? ”

"Yes, yes, I slept ha, you go to bed early!" After Su Qingluan finished speaking, he ran away into the quilt, and after a while, he planned to throw Mu Xingzhi's coat out as if throwing a bomb, and after thinking about it, he put it on the back of a wheelchair, "I'm sleeping, you blow out the candle!" ”

After speaking, Su Qingluan covered himself in the quilt and pretended to be dead.

Mu Xingzhi shook the wheelchair next to the candle and blew out the candle flame, from Su Qingluan's point of view, he didn't delay for a moment.

But even if Mu Xingzhi only had a moment when he scribbled and wrote those things after Su Qingluan, he could still see clearly what was written on them for a moment with excellent eyesight.

As before, there are many characters on what Su Qingluan writes that he doesn't understand, and although Mu Xingzhi knows some words, they are combined in Su Qingluan's way, but Mu Xingzhi can't decipher the meaning - and he believes that the recombined words and sentences are definitely not the original meaning.

There is only one thing that Mu Xingzhi is sure of is that Su Qingluan's writing habits are different from anyone he has seen in ordinary life, not only the habit of writing horizontally, but also the habit of writing from left to right.

But he didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, just blew out the candle.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, because of yesterday's "whim" and crazy writing for a long time, Su Qingluan was passively staying up for a night.

So although Su Qingluan didn't sleep until three o'clock in the morning like the hangover the night before, he was a little later than the scheduled early waking time.

After using Songbo's small wontons in the morning, Su Qingluan thought that he should have suggested to Songbo that adding sugar to cow's milk or goat's milk would relieve spiciness, and later Songbo also thanked her for this incident, so Su Qingluan went to ask Songbo where to find milk.

It's really not good, goat's milk is okay, anyway, I just want to make brushed cheese, cow's milk and goat's milk are just different in content, and goat's milk may have a stronger fishy smell, but if you only pursue the cheese itself, both can actually do.

In fact, animal dairy products are not so difficult to find in this era, but if you specify milk, I am afraid it is not so easy - after all, no one has a separate cow, and raising cattle is just a cultivated cow, whether there is milk or not depends on God's will.

Fortunately, Su Qingluan was lucky, and Songbo really got her a small pot of milk.

Su Qingluan didn't wait for this time, but found a lemon - there are too many impurities in brewing vinegar in this era, and it is not as good as lemon juice itself, it is better to use it directly by squeezing it out, and there is no need to filter it.

"Madame, what are you going to do here?" Somber asked curiously.