When Jiang He was thinking about when to show Xu Qing his skills, he saw the look in his eyes and his lips trembled with anger.

"You want to touch!"

"Yes, I think so."

"You just want to..."

Jiang He was mid-sentence when he suddenly got stuck.

???

"Hurry up and cook, I'm starving."

Xu Qing stroked her chest and shouted, "I can't touch it but I can only touch myself."

Putting away the pen and paper, he leaned back on the chair and thought about it. He scratched his chin and was a little confused about Jiang He's work.

Does it matter what you do...?

It doesn't matter to Jiang He. As long as she can make money in a legitimate way, she can be happy even if she goes to a construction site to lift bricks with her hands - the wages there are high, and with her super strength, it's not difficult to earn ten times more than typing on the keyboard.

But is he willing? No.

Xu Wenbin had the same idea as him...

While Jiang He was preparing the meal, Xu Qing was still sitting on the chair and thinking.

"time to eat."

She helped serve the rice and said hello. Seeing Xu Qing holding chopsticks and wanting to start eating, she couldn't hold it back and said, "Wash your hands."

"I didn't go out..."

"It won't work if you don't go out."

"Did you wash your hands every day at that time?" Xu Qing stood up reluctantly.

"Won't."

Jiang He naturally rarely washed her hands at that time, and she didn't have the conditions to do so, but this did not affect her habit of developing it here.

Maybe it's because of the convenience now. From the conditions in Kaiyuan to modern times, she even has a little mysophobia. She must wash her hands before eating. Of course, it may also be out of respect for food.

reason.

She lowered her head and looked at her clean hands. Due to frequent soaking in hot water, her hands were no longer as rough as when she first arrived, and were becoming whiter and whiter.

The nature of a girl...

Xu Qing came back and sighed after washing her hands.

The lunch meal was very good. Jiang He bought some more vegetables after selling his gold coins. The fried meat slices were placed on the table with an attractive luster and aroma.

"Let's go home another day. We haven't been back this month."

"Ah? Oh."

Jiang He responded absently and looked down at his chest.

Hands, shoes, feet, calves...and breasts.

She had never experienced this feeling before, it seemed like she was liked by him everywhere.

If others had said this, they would have cut it with a sword long ago? But...

Jiang He raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Qing? He picked up some vegetables with chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth.

Two people are innocent...

"Why are you blushing?" Xu Qing wondered.

"I'm not blushing."

Faced with Jiang He's harsh words, Xu Qing looked at her suspiciously? Then at the computer? He suspected that she had broken through the defense line of 365 security guards and read something she shouldn't have read.

The Internet does a lot of harm to people.

Reductive flavor... Bah!

"I have just sorted out the things that are easier for you to learn and do. There are also tutorials. I will send them to your computer for you to read later. Which one do you like? Or if you have anything you want to do, you can discuss it with me."

Xu Qing turned around and said: "You will always have something you like. As long as it is not very inappropriate, I will not stop you? I will only give appropriate suggestions."

"Is it because I am a modern person?" Jiang He asked.

"It can only be counted as half. The main thing is that you have been here for a long time? After such a long time of familiarity, you also have your own ideas. It's time to try to do what you want to do."

"Okay, you can get it on the computer for me later."

The more Jiang He uses this treasure, the more he likes it. This should be the greatest invention.

When she first saw that the weather forecast could predict the next ten days, she was even surprised by the miracle? Although after more than a month of verification, she found that it was not so accurate...

The meal is finished.

Xu Qing washed the dishes in the kitchen and came out to see Jiang He sitting cross-legged on the sofa with her feet clasped and clipping her nails? She couldn't help but shake her head.

"Where's your sword?"

"My sword is in the house."

"Have you put it away? I want to see it."

"Go get it."

Entering Jiang He's house, the small utility room was unusually neat. Some of the previous bits and pieces were piled into a corner and covered with cloth. On the side next to the wall and the window was the bed, with quilts neatly folded on it.

There, the pillow was pressed against it. There was a brand new sword standing at the corner of the bed. It was an unedged sword that Xu Qing bought for her from a certain treasure for practice.

"I'm talking about the one you brought."

"Under the bed." Jiang He called from the living room.

Xu Qing heard this and lay down to take a look. She had also cleaned the bottom of the bed, and the sword was wrapped in a piece of cloth, lying quietly underneath.

Take out the sword and untie the cloth, revealing its original appearance. The handle of the sword is smooth, quiet and pleasant, with a gentle old-fashioned atmosphere.

"How long have you been using this sword? It's already stained."

He came out with his sword, pushed aside the winter melon on the sofa, sat down, and asked Jiang He next to him.

"I've been using it for...many years." Jiang He couldn't remember the specific year after thinking about it.

"Have you used it since childhood?"

"Pretty much. I took it with me the first time I went out. It broke a few times, but it was all fixed."

Sonorous!

Xu Qing pulled out the sword, held his breath while looking at the luster on the sword, and looked at it carefully.

Jiang He is not old, but this sword is not. She wiped the sword very clean, and there was not much dirt in the blood groove, leaving only an iron color.

The scabbard is not just two pieces of wood, and there are several patterns engraved on it. It is much more beautiful than the sword, but the size is not suitable, and the sound of drawing the sword is a bit loud every time.

"I picked up this scabbard."

"Picked up?" Xu Qing doubted the authenticity of this word.

"Well... I just picked it up from someone else."

"Oh~"

Not from the road, but from other people.

"What are you doing with my sword?" Jiang He asked.

"...It's nothing, just keep it safe."

Xu Qing originally planned to ask her to throw it away when he went fishing. When he saw the mottled marks on the sword and heard her say that it had been broken several times and repaired, he suddenly felt reluctant to part with it.

It would be okay to leave it like this, unless two people go to kill people and their homes are searched... At that point, it doesn't matter whether they have this sword or not.

"If the hilt of your sword was turned into beads, it would definitely be worth something."

He laughed, sheathed the sword, wrapped it in cloth and tied it again, and looked at Jiang He who was cutting his nails on his toes.

"What do you mean?" Jiang He asked.

"Nothing, do you want me to cut it for you?"

"Need not!"

Jiang He decisively refused, not feeling relieved that it was over, so he moved and turned his back to him.

Xu Qing stopped teasing her, holding the sword and remembering the creepy feeling when Jiang He pointed at her.

It must be murderous?

He turned to look at Jiang He who was clicking his nail clippers seriously. His innocent look was completely different from before.

Who would like to fight with others when they have a stable life?

"very nice."

"What?" Jiang He turned his head and was startled when he saw Xu Qing's eyes.

"I feel lucky. I have to thank you...thank you Tathagata Buddha."

Xu Qing smiled, took the sword back to the house, and threw the sword under his bed.
Chapter completed!