Miss Jianxian, you are blocking my delivery of food.

Chapter 48: In the future, you will also support your husband and raise your children (please read it again!!)

The two chose to remain silent after the topic ended, and Xiao Ye planned to have breakfast on the way.

After all, I was out so early in the morning, so it was a bit of a loss to go home without eating anything.

And last night in that remote, uninhabited wilderness, they worked hard all night and moved their hands and feet all the time. The amount of exercise was really too much.
Standing in the breakfast shop, Xiao Ye ordered two sweet tofu refueling sticks with a wave of his hand, and then sat in the shop with Ye Zhibing to wait.

In less than a moment, two bowls of white bean curd were served on the table.

Although Ye Zhibing's mood did seem to have improved, he was still much more taciturn than before.

She quietly moved the bean curd in front of her and randomly added some sugar to it.

The atmosphere was really awkward. Xiao Ye tried to comfort this guy and make her feel better. At least he would not let this embarrassing atmosphere continue, but for a while he didn't know how to speak.

After pondering for a long time, he could only silently take the small bowl of sugar and said to himself:

"You know, actually in this world, adding sugar is a bit tricky."

"doorway?"

Sure enough, Ye Zhibing seemed to be quite interested in this type of topic. Although her voice was still so light and she kept her head buried in eating beans, she could at least say a few words.

"Generally speaking, if you don't like the sweetness too much, you can add two spoons of sugar. If you like it sweet, add four spoons."

"What about three spoons? Why can't we add three spoons?"

"Because there is no horse in adding three tablespoons of sugar."

After Xiao Ye said something calmly, he silently added four spoons of sugar to his bowl.

Does adding three tablespoons of sugar have anything to do with whether there is a horse or not?

Where did the horse come from?
Blinking his eyes, Ye Zhibing stared at the bean curd floating in the bowl and thought for a while, but still couldn't figure out the reason.
Modern people are so strange. They have all kinds of weird ways.
After a simple breakfast, Xiao Ye parked the car back to the entrance of the mahjong parlor and led Ye Zhibing back home.

As soon as he took off his clothes and sat on the bed, Xiao Ye felt tired.

Why don't you just ask for leave from today's class?
I really can’t get any better.

Palu is so tired that he needs to take a nap to recover.

After sending a leave note to the property management company, he charged his mobile phone, lay down on the bed and got under the quilt, Xiao Ye breathed a long sigh of relief.

It has to be modern~
In the world of cultivation without O God Beng Tie, whoever loves him will return.

I fight all day long for a broken sword or a broken flower and weed. If I have the time, I might as well go to Huiyongchu Pagoda. Ahem, cough, cough.

While stretching his body, he let out a series of unexplained screams. Xiao Ye turned over and was about to close his eyes when Ye Zhibing, who was making his bed next to him, suddenly said:
"sorry."

Xiao Ye suddenly felt a chill, and immediately sat up from the bed with a start, and looked at Ye Zhibing with trembling pupils:

"Can you please be normal? I'm scared."

Why are you suddenly apologizing to yourself?
Are you so stimulated?

"I mean it."

Ye Zhibing raised his eyes slightly and stared at Xiao Ye lightly.

"I had a lot of misunderstandings about you before, and I even chased you..."

"Stop, stop, sisters, please stop talking. I can't stand it."

Xiao Ye rubbed the goose bumps on his body vigorously, looking like an emoticon of an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone.

At this time, he really hoped that Ye Zhibing was deliberately trying to disgust him, but judging from the other party's tone and expression, this guy seemed to be sincere.

"You can't bear it anymore. This is the apology I owe you. If I don't say it, I won't feel at ease."

Ye Zhibing was half sitting on the bed, with the quilt covering his legs. He looked away from Xiao Ye and looked out the window numbly.

The morning sunlight shines in through the window with a frosted privacy film, and the light and shadow intersect, reflecting the undulations of Ye Zhibing's beautiful profile.

But her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and her slightly dull eyes revealed a little bit of melancholy and vague exhaustion.

Because of the Tyndall effect caused by sufficient light, the dust floating in the air looks particularly clear, and Ye Zhibing, sitting in the sun, looks like a lonely porcelain doll in a dilapidated hut. It will shatter at the slightest touch.

She looked really shaken.

Xiao Ye opened his mouth but stopped talking.

He is only good at killing people. As for comforting people, it really touches his blind spot of knowledge. If possible, he would also like to be like the Asasi male protagonists in the anime. After seeing his heartbroken wife, he would comfort her and inject positive energy into her.

"Fortunately, I can't go back now."

Ye Zhibing smiled mockingly.

"Otherwise, I really don't know what kind of expression I should use to face those former classmates."

What other expressions can you use, just your usual dead expression, it’s fine anyway.

Xiao Ye didn't say these words inappropriately, he just complained secretly in his heart.

"Then why don't you give it a try and be a modern person."

He lay back on the bed, put his hands behind his head and stared at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling, saying indifferently:

"Since you are completely disappointed with that place and you have a chance to start over in this world, why don't you want to give it a try?"

"In this world, you don't have to think about all the troubles. Just wait for your status to come down and live the life of a mortal."

Listening to Xiao Ye's unintentional words, Ye Zhibing's eyes suddenly became a little brighter.

She turned her head, looked over curiously and asked:

"What is the life of a mortal in this world like?"

This guy has lived in this world for so long, so he should know a little bit about it, right?

Xiao Ye raised his hand, crossed his eyebrows with his index finger and thought for a while.

"Actually, it's similar to ordinary people in our world. Everyone goes out early and comes back late for daily necessities, and enjoy life from time to time. But we don't have to think so much like in the cultivation world, worrying about this and that, for fear of not doing well. Lost my life."

"For you, it should be just waiting for your status to come down, find an ordinary job, and then maybe meet someone you like? Then you can marry a husband and raise children or something?"

At the end of the sentence, Xiao Ye's tone became uncertain.

Even his expression became a little awkward.

It's not his fault, the main reason is that he really can't imagine this cold woman falling in love with someone, and he can't imagine the scene of the other person being a husband and raising children.

Judging from this embryo-killing temperament, he may have already demonstrated a set of smooth swordsmanship in front of the child before he was full-term, and then said:
"Kid, just learn."

This topic seemed a bit difficult for Ye Zhibing to accept.

At first, she just listened blankly, but when she heard that she would meet the person she liked later, and become a husband and godson, her face gradually started to heat up.

As long as she can remember, she has been tested for the sword embryo body, and was then sent to the sect to be cultivated as a secret weapon. Until she came to this world, Ye Zhibing felt that her whole life was to slay demons and eliminate evil, and worked hard Cultivation and then attain enlightenment and immortality.

As for liking someone, be your husband and raise your children.
She hadn't thought about it.

"I-I'm tired! Go to bed first!"

His thoughts suddenly became complicated. Ye Zhibing pulled up the quilt and stuffed himself into the quilt, with his back facing Xiao Ye.

Tsk.

What is the difference between sleeping like an ostrich when you are in doubt?
What he said was obviously the truth.

Xiao Ye looked at the bulge on the folding bed and curled his lips, then closed his eyelids that were a little heavy and sore.

However, just as he closed his eyes, a scene suddenly flashed through his mind.

In the picture, Ye Zhibing, who had received his identity, went into the factory to make screws, and finally met the rumored ghost fire Huangmao...

Then Huang Mao squatted at the door of the rental house every day and asked himself:
"Lao Deng, can my ghost fire stop cutting for safety?"

no! Nothing can be said!

Xiao Ye suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

Obviously there are handsome, charming, and suave men like me who have won three gold medals in a row. If you take advantage of the spirited guy like this, doesn't that prove that you are not even as good as the spirited guy?

My own failure is certainly terrible, but the success of this spirited guy is really even more heart-wrenching!
What's more, this woman has been chasing him for hundreds of years, and she can get over it with just an apology?

At least you have to compensate yourself in some other way, right?

　The author's husband's book will be released soon in Sanjiang. Family members who are interested in entertainment and love can read it.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)