Since that day, when the peach blossoms landed, Qiu Daoyu became Jiang Ping's exclusive sparring partner.

All day long, the peach blossom forest bloomed and fell, always accompanied by the sound of sandbags falling to the ground and someone's incompetent rage.

The small days are simple and fulfilling.

Time passed quietly.

In the blink of an eye, it's another three months.

At this time, the spring flowers are blooming, everything is recovering, and the warm sun carries the smell of vitality, which makes people unconsciously intoxicated.

Jiang Ping and Wu Xiaoyun's half-year appointment has finally arrived.

Under the peach blossom tree, the two drank against each other.

The light fruit wine with the soft peach blossom cake in the mouth is also unique.

Wu Xiaoyun rarely didn't eat alone today, his little face was tense, and he even looked a little sullen.

She realized that she had made a mistake.

Half a year, not only did she not get bored with Jiang Ping, nor did she empty his inventory.

She even had to admit ashamedly that now she was gradually getting used to Jiang Ping's taste.

She didn't dare to imagine how painful her life would be if she couldn't eat Jiang Ping's cooking in the future.

What kind of life was she living in the mountains before?

What is the pure water of the sky, the snow lotus of ice, and the aura of the mountain......

Is this something that people eat?!

Only the hot devil red pepper is her true love!

Under Jiang Ping's spoon, it was like a big treasure trove with countless treasures, and she was just picking up the most superficial layer of floating light.

Wu Xiaoyun took a bite of peach blossom cake and stared at Jiang Ping, who was sitting opposite her, with a bulging face.

In all fairness, this face, well, is pretty handsome.

Compared with the previous 'plain' face, this face is more handsome and soft, without so sharp edges and corners.

It reminds people of the word lazy when they see it, and Jiang Ping is an unexpected fit.

"Jiang Xiaochu. ”

Wu Xiaoyun suddenly shouted.

"Huh?"

Today is the last day as Wu Xiaoyun's cook, and Jiang Ping also secretly gave himself a vacation and did not go to Lao Qiu to look for abuse.

He took a sip of fruit wine in his mouth, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

Compared with the past, the days in the island in the middle of the lake in the past few months are the salted fish life of his dreams, without any pressure, no need to think about the future, and no need to worry about the past.

Everything is light and slow.

Well, it's very comfortable.

If he could, Jiang Ping felt that it would be good for him to keep salting fish like this.

It's a pity that life never gives people a choice, it only pushes people to move forward.

Even if the salted fish is like Jiang Ping, he has to take the initiative to accept the beating of life.

"Shall I discuss something with you?"

Wu Xiaoyun said a little shyly.

Jiang Ping said strangely: "Yo, Wu Xiaoyun, are you still embarrassed?"

Wu Xiaoyun said: "That, I don't want to go." ”

Jiang Ping smiled playfully and said:

"Why have you been eating and drinking for so long, and now you can't bear me?

I'll tell you, no way, half a year is half a year, not one more day.

This son is also a principled person.

Besides, you have been with me for so long, so your family will not worry, and I will let you send you back with great fortune, and go to see his sister by the way.

Remember to bring one for me. ”

"No way!"

Wu Xiaoyun firmly refused: "I haven't eaten yet...... If you're enough, I'm not going back!"

"What, you're still planning to rely on me?"

Jiang Ping sneered, took out the Tianzun token from his arms and said:

"Give this thing back to you, and carry it on your body every day,. ”

Anyway, now the nourishment of his sword intent by the token is not as obvious as before, so it is not distressing to give it out at all.

On the contrary, he still carried it on his body, as if he was holding a bomb, and the ghost knew if the people from the Tianzun Palace would come to the door.

The lessons of the previous car are vivid, and we must guard against it.

Returning this thing can be regarded as removing a hidden threat.

Wu Xiaoyun didn't take the token, but scolded angrily:

"You are unloading the mill and killing the donkey, don't think I don't know that you took the token to do something bad, and now you want to admit it again.

You bastard!"

Jiang Ping also snorted coldly: "Wu Xiaoyun, you have to figure it out, you gave me the token at the beginning, and said that I could use it casually."

It makes sense for me to do little personal things with it.

Besides, I almost got hacked to death, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet.

I just ask you if you are comfortable and happy in the past six months?

You touch your conscience and belly, are you fat two more laps?

Don't think I don't know, you secretly asked Daifuku to change your clothes to plus size.

Tsk, the size of the underwear has not increased, but the size of the outer clothes has soared.

You're really a witch. ”

Wu Xiaoyun was embarrassed by Jiang Ping's words, puffed up his chest and retorted viciously:

"Nonsense, obviously I have also increased a size, and this girl has only grown taller, not fat!"

"Does it matter? ”

"Ahhh!!!!h

Wu Xiaoyun became more and more sad and angry.

"Don't howl, you might as well eat two more bites if you have this time, and you won't be able to eat the food and pastries I made for you in the future." ”

Hearing this, Wu Xiaoyun really calmed down, and then stared at Jiang Ping expressionlessly.

One second, ten seconds.

One minute......

Then, suddenly, she burst out laughing, like a dog's tail flower.

She jumped over the table directly, and the whole person pounced on Jiang Ping.

"Oh, Jiang Xiaochu, people know that you are the best, so don't drive me away. ”

Jiang Ping pressed Wu Xiaoyun's head and persuaded with a serious expression:

"Wu Xiaoyun, you calm down Lao Tzu!"

Wu Xiaoyun took the opportunity to hug Jiang Ping's arm and shook it coquettishly:

"People can be a maid for you, beat your legs, pinch your shoulders, serve you tea and pour water, and don't need to be paid, just three meals a day.

Okay, okay?"

"Not good!"

Jiang Ping felt that he was being hugged by a tree sew, and he couldn't shake it off:

"Wu Xiaoyun, where is your reserve, where is your dignity, where is that iron-clad Wu Xiaoyun?"

Wu Xiaoyun hugged Jiang Ping's arm and said as a scoundrel:

"I don't care, I won't be able to eat your food in the future, I, Wu Xiaoyun, would rather starve to death!"

Jiang Ping is not good at being strong against her, the key is that she may not be able to beat her.