Miss Jianxian, you are blocking my delivery of food.

Chapter 35: Can you still be snatched away after staying up all night?
After explaining to the other party when he could pick up the noodles, Xiao Ye lay down.

Don’t stand when you can sit, don’t sit when you can lie down, this is a good habit that contemporary young people should develop.

Wait, I seem to be over three hundred years old.
It's okay, anyway, when you have reached your cultivation level, your age will naturally stagnate there. Strictly speaking, I am still a young man with a physical age of more than 20 years old.

Lying on the bed, he looked at Ye Zhibing who was standing next to the steaming pot, carefully picking up two bundles of noodles and stuffing them into the pot. He scratched the back of his head and felt the wonderful atmosphere brought by this weird scene.

It wasn't that he was uncomfortable with the fact that Sword Immortal was cooking for the Demon Emperor.

But inexplicably, Xiao Ye seemed to feel at home for the first time in this strange city.

This is a feeling I've never felt before.

Even in the original world, he had never experienced the so-called feeling of home.

He was raised as a sacrifice to a certain demonic cult.

There are no parents, no family, just many sacrifices fighting each other in a small cave.

Whoever can prove his strength and his worth as a sacrifice will survive.

Xiao Ye successfully proved his worth.

Because of this, he learned the magic technique.

And it didn't take long before this low-level demon sect was also taken over by the famous and upright sect.

As for the sacrifices who have learned the magic skills of the demon sect, the so-called righteous path will naturally not let them survive and focus on eradicating the roots.

Xiao Ye was lucky, he escaped.

But he only escaped from the narrow cave. In fact, he still stayed in the world of cultivation, the largest demon sect.

Feeling the inexplicable emotions emanating from his chest, he felt a little dazed for a moment.

Ye Zhibing flipped the noodles in the pot. It was really hard to tell whether the noodles were cooked or not. He turned to look at Xiao Ye, and when he was about to ask a question, he saw the expression on his face, and his whole body trembled slightly. Startled.

"What's your expression?"

"Ah? What's your expression?"

Xiao Ye came back to his senses when he heard the other party calling him.

"That's it. Forget it. I can't tell."

She frowned and stopped talking.

What could she say?
Did you see a gentle look on that Demon Emperor's face?

Ye Zhibing would rather believe that he was blinded.

Xiao Ye smacked his lips: "Tsk... Riddler, can you get out of here? What on earth did you call me just now?"

"I can't tell whether this face looks familiar or not. Come and have a look."

"Didn't I say that? Just lie down and lie down..."

Just as he stepped forward and took the chopsticks from the opponent's hand to check the situation in the pot, Xiao Ye's voice paused for a moment, and then continued:

"I think it's not necessary to eat this side today."

Most of what I ate today was no longer Yangchun noodles, but mushy Yangchun noodles.

The water was almost gone. Didn't she know whether the noodles were cooked or not?

Xiao Ye has the right to suspect that this woman did it on purpose. If she was really careless, most people would really not be able to do this.

With a sigh, he silently poured the lump of batter into the bowl, and took the chopsticks to mix the seasonings evenly.

Place two bowls of batter on the table and that's dinner for tonight.

"Can this be eaten?"

Ye Zhibing sat in front of the coffee table and looked at the brown paste in front of him. He couldn't bear to swallow it, for fear that the Hua Caishi tragedy in the past two weeks would happen again in this home.

"After all, it's something you made yourself. I don't dislike it. Why do you dislike it? And it's just that the batter is batter. There's nothing wrong with the seasonings. It won't kill anyone."

Xiao Ye thought it didn't matter, it was just a meal anyway, as long as he was full.

As he spoke, he sat on the chair next to the table, put aside the chopsticks that were no longer needed, picked up a spoon, scooped up the batter, and put it into his mouth.

Well, fortunately, I mixed the ingredients myself. Although the taste is a little strange, like eating salty rice porridge, and the color is a bit indescribable because of the soy sauce, it is still acceptable.

"In addition to watching those documentaries these days, you should also learn more about how to cook. Today you are just cooking noodles. Eating this clear soup with little water every day is not nutritious. You must learn something else." Ye Zhibing did not speak. , just nodded slightly, and then took the chopsticks a little unwillingly, trying to pick out one or two relatively complete noodles from the batter in the bowl, at least to prove that he had really worked hard.

Until the end, she couldn't pick up a whole noodle from the bowl.

She really didn't expect that it was not Xiao Ye who denied her efforts, but the weather-beaten batter in the bowl.

Frowning, Ye Zhibing tremblingly scooped up a spoonful of batter from the bowl and put it into his mouth to take a sip.

For her who always has a light taste, the saltiness is a little bit strong, but the saltiness is not bad.

Although only the noodles were cooked by himself and the green onions were chopped by himself, Ye Zhibing still wanted to know what Xiao Ye thought of this bowl of batter.

Holding the bottom of the bowl with one hand, imitating the opponent's bowl-holding movements, and pretending to lift the bowl to drink the batter, Ye Zhibing quietly glanced at Xiao Ye, who was sitting opposite.

To her surprise, although the texture of this batter was quite strange, this guy didn't even frown and slurped it up and ate it happily.

Is this delicious enough to eat?

Ye Zhibing looked at the brown paste in his bowl due to the light and dark soy sauce, and felt a little doubtful about life.

Could this guy be a starving ghost?
After eating and drinking, the two of them did not argue over who they wanted to wash the dishes. Instead, they came to the sink with their own dishes and chopsticks in a tacit understanding and rinsed the dishes in their hands silently. chopsticks.

It is worth mentioning that because this rental house does not have a kitchen, washing dishes, washing rice and other places that require water can only rely on the only sink in the bathroom.

Although entering the bathroom with bowls and chopsticks always gives you a sense of beauty like a canteen, after all, there is no other way. No matter how strange it is, you can only make do with it.

But the space in the bathroom is really tight. Two people are crowded in front of the faucet, with less than a punch distance between them.

At this time, Ye Zhibing didn't know if it was because he went out to catch the succubus and stayed up all night. His eyes gradually became dull and his body couldn't help shaking slightly.

Even the action of washing dishes became absent-minded. The ceramic rice bowl knocked against the stainless steel sink from time to time, making a crisp clanking sound.

Xiao Ye didn't pay attention to the other party's actions at first, but secretly complained in his heart about how there were fools who couldn't wash the dishes.

The next second, he accidentally touched Ye Zhibing's cold little hand.

hiss--

He immediately looked at the other party very warily, fearing that he would use the topic to his advantage, but what caught his eye was Ye Zhibing's half-open eyes, which were unfocused.

It's like it's been spoiled.

"Are you sleepy?"

Xiao Ye asked with a frown.

"You're not particularly sleepy..."

After finishing his words, Ye Zhibing suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the bowls and chopsticks in his hands that were still shiny, and gathered his energy to continue wiping the ceramic bowls in his hands stiffly.

And not long after, her eyelids started fighting again.

Even if a chopstick fell out of her hand and landed in the sink, there was still no reaction. The porcelain bowl in her hand was almost covered with paste.

"Okay, okay, your bowl is washed clean. Just put it here. You can go out first. Just put the bowl here. I will take it out together later."

Don’t you like to get up early? Don’t you love staying up at night and wandering the streets looking for succubi?
Keep getting up early and continue looking for the succubus?

Harmful, young people who have never experienced overtime work
All I can say is that you still have to practice.

Xiao Ye looked at the other party's confused expression, shook his head helplessly, took the bowl and chopsticks from Ye Zhibing's hand and put them aside.

"what?"

Ye Zhibing looked really confused. It took him a long time to even react to what Xiao Ye said.

She raised her head in confusion, her half-open eyes showing a little confusion. It wasn't until Xiao Ye repeated it a second time that she nodded obediently and squeezed out one word:

"Um"

Looking at the other person's naive back as he staggered out of the toilet, Xiao Ye was a little confused now.

He stood in the toilet blankly, his mind a little down.

and many more?

What on earth was that cute creature that was talking to me just now?
Could that thing be Ye Zhibing?

Can you still be snatched away after staying up all night?
(End of this chapter)