Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 599: Extra: The Dragon King in the Human World #3
Unlike her cool image, Zhou Qingqing loves spicy food and when she goes to a Sichuan hotpot restaurant, she orders the spicy food that's super spicy - it doesn't get any hotter than that.

It’s not that Xia Mo can’t eat spicy food, but she has a light taste, which is the same as Xia Mi.

Before going home, the two passed by a supermarket and bought some hot pot base and hot pot vegetables and meat, which took some time.

Zhou Qingqing's rented apartment was on the eleventh floor. Xia Mo took the elevator up with her. When they reached the door, Xia Mo helped carry things so that Zhou Qingqing could take out the key and open the door.

Zhou Qingqing's keychain has a Q version of Doro doll hanging on it. It is a popular secondary game character that looks like a pink puppy. Videos related to her are often accompanied by "I learned to be alone all day without feeling lost, so let me get drunk and sing songs to entertain myself..."

It's quite magical.

Xia Mo often saw it, but she was not as good as Zhou Qingqing who bought the peripherals a long time ago.

A cold goddess works meticulously, with a temperament that keeps people at a distance. She is dressed like an urban beauty, but suddenly she takes out a doro keychain and hums a little song.

If it were someone who wasn't familiar with Zhou Qingqing, it would be hard for them to keep calm.

Xia Mo didn't find it strange. Zhou Qingqing quite liked cute and fluffy things, so she probably had a lot of related dolls and pillows hidden at home.

Xia Mo never found it.

Zhou Qingqing opened the door, walked in, reached out to touch the switch and turned on the light in the living room.

Xia Mo and Zhou Qingqing have been friends for many years, so it was impossible for this to be the first time they visited each other's home. She changed into slippers at the entrance with ease. These were not disposable slippers for guests, but her own slippers.

Then Xia Mo stuffed a large bag of ingredients into the refrigerator. She saw that it was empty except for a few puddings. She frowned slightly, turned her head and blamed Zhou Qingqing who went to the kitchen to boil water.

"You don't eat well, don't you know that takeout is unhealthy?"

Zhou Qingqing's calm but shameless voice came from the kitchen.

"I can't learn to cook. Unlike you, my cooking is delicious. If I cook, it will just be a waste of food."

Xia Mo shook her head. Qingqing was already a member of society. How could she go out and live alone without being able to take care of herself? Xia Mo thought that she simply didn't want to do it.

Once Zhou Qingqing doesn't want to do something, she will carry it out very resolutely. For example, when cooking, she would just do it briefly at first, but later she wouldn't even touch it. The range hood in her home became a decoration, and I'm afraid the lid is covered with dust.

After putting the ingredients away, Xia Mo glanced at the living room. It was almost the same as the last time she came, with almost no changes. It was simple and comfortable, without any fancy things, and looked very comfortable.

Zhou Qingqing came out of the kitchen, looked at the clock hanging on the wall and asked.

"It's still early, do you want to watch something? Or play games?"

Xia Mo thought about it after hearing this. She didn't have any movies she wanted to watch recently, and she was a little too tired to play games, so she shrugged.

"I'm fine with it. It's up to you."

"Are you sure?" Zhou Qingqing's eyes flashed with a strange look, like the last question a criminal would ask before committing a crime.

Xia Mo, who knew Zhou Qingqing well, couldn't help but ask, "You want the red stone again?"

As a graduate of fine arts, Zhou Qingqing has a good aesthetic sense, but her way of watching movies goes against the grain and she particularly likes to watch bad movies.

She has a rich reserve of films such as Toyama Haruyu, Chasing Dreams in the Entertainment Industry, Tiny Times, Evaporating Pacific, etc.

"Good movies are all the same, only bad movies are interesting." Zhou Qingqing retorted.

"Next time you go on a date, you won't specifically pick bad movies to watch with your partner, right? Then your partner will think they've stepped on a bad movie, but they didn't expect to step on your favorite one." Xia Mo complained.

"Dating?"

Zhou Qingqing's focus was different from Xia Mo's, and a hint of unnaturalness appeared on her face.

"You are an older single woman who hasn't gotten married yet. I'm not in a hurry. I'm young and beautiful now, and it's still a long way to go before I turn 30." Zhou Qingqing said lightly.

"My situation is different from yours. I naturally remain single in China." Xia Mo was reluctant to say more about this, but instead refuted Zhou Qingqing's "optimistic" attitude.

"Once you turn 20, your perception of your age starts to blur. Before you know it, you're already in your 10s. After that, age is just a number. People who are years older than you will call you auntie."

"As a post-90s kid, you have no right to criticize me." Zhou Qingqing's tone did not sound annoyed, but rather a little bit of a smile.

Observing Zhou Qingqing's expression, I found that the corners of her mouth were indeed raised.

Xia Mo shook her head and sighed, thinking back to when she was also a beautiful 19-year-old girl in her prime, the white moonlight in many people's eyes in high school.

When she was young, she carried a knife in her hand, fought from Tokyo to Osaka, and then fought back from Osaka to Tokyo. In the underworld, everyone called her "Lady Xia Mo". A hero never brags about his past achievements, and the same goes for beautiful girls.

Now, I’m an old aunt.

If Zhou Qingqing knew what Xia Mo was thinking, she would say, "A young aunt and an old aunt, don't they sound like a good match?"

In short, Zhou Qingqing wanted to watch a bad movie, and Xia Mo didn't stop her. In her opinion, watching a bad movie alone was a torture, but if two people watched it together, they could complain about it, and the viewing experience would be greatly improved.

This was what happened when Xia Mi and I stayed at home on weekends.

The water boiled, and Xia Mo went to the kitchen to get the kettle. Zhou Qingqing opened the mobile phone barrage website to choose a favorite history. She quickly found one and cast the screen on the TV.

Xia Mo held the kettle in one hand and hooked the fingers of two mugs with the other hand. She glanced at the picture to be played on the TV screen and asked curiously.

"What did you order?"

"Wing Chun."

"Oh? That's not a bad movie, is it? Have you changed your taste?"

"Wing Chun White Crane Fist: The Sky-Bearing Painting." Zhou Qingqing said the full name of the movie.

Xia Mo:? ?

"My bad movie radar is already beeping."

"It's a bad movie." Zhou Qingqing said proudly.

"..."

Now that things have come to this, let’s go Akaishi.

Xia Mo and Zhou Qingqing agreed to watch the movie for half an hour first, and then go to eat hot pot, and then watch the movie while eating.

Zhou Qingqing said, good.

What kind of story does Wing Chun White Crane Fist: The Sky-Bearing Scroll tell?

You can think of it as a public welfare film invested by local governments to promote White Crane Fist. It may be intended to be a commercial film but it is not at that level.

The picture quality, lines and plot development of the entire movie are full of flaws.

What Xia Mo didn't expect was that the male protagonist was actually a yellow-haired man, literally a person with slightly dark skin and dyed yellow hair.

But he is the god of pure love and war, and also the successor of the White Crane Fist.

The villain wants to get the Sky-supporting Scroll, while the protagonist is guarding the scroll, so a back-and-forth confrontation ensues, which is mostly expressed in a humorous manner.

Xia Mo watched it for a while and had to admit that it was a bad movie that she would rank among the best. At least Toyama Haruyu had Andy Lau to watch, but Wing Chun White Crane Fist didn't have the money to hire big names, so it used local materials and the filming location was a small county town.

Half an hour later, Zhou Qingqing pressed the pause button, and her expression seemed to show that she was enjoying it.

Xia Mo stood up to get the induction cooker and the big pot. Strictly speaking, she was the one who was busy, and Zhou Qingqing ate and drank for free, just like when your mother cooks, you just move a few fingers and breathe a sigh of relief, thinking you are helping.

Zhou Qingqing stood up to help Xia Mo get things.

……

The water in the hot pot was bubbling. Zhou Qingqing had a special double-flavored hot pot at home. Xia Mo watched Zhou Qingqing throw peppers into the pot. The soup was so spicy that it was oozing red oil, and the air was filled with the smell of pepper seeds.

"Oh, by the way, I'll go buy something." Zhou Qingqing thought of something and muttered to herself.

"buy what?"

"Beer, cold."

"Okay, buy me a bucket of Pepsi, ice cold too."

"We are all adults, let's drink beer." Zhou Qingqing said with a stern face.

……

(End of this chapter)