When I came back, the little girl was already buried in the quilt and sleeping deeply. Her rosy face was half buried in the soft pillow, and she looked particularly soft and cute.
Qing Huan gathered all the long hair that had been dried by internal force and tied it loosely with a hair tie into a bunch behind her. She got on the bed and took the little girl out of the quilt, and then took it out of the space.
The medicine for muscles and bones comes.
Pour a little into the palm of your hand and rub it until it feels slightly warm. Then you lift the little girl's arms and legs and massage them carefully.
After both of them were taken care of, Qing Huan lay down along her body, touched the little girl's hair lovingly, held her body and closed her eyes.
He didn't plan to go to the Space New Territory to sort out those things tonight. He wanted to have a good sleep first. This trip to Tianli Canal was like walking through a mountain of swords and a sea of fire. He was really tired.
No matter what, just go to sleep!
After returning to a familiar environment and feeling safe and comfortable, the sleep quality of several people was very good. Basically, they slept without dreams all night and didn't wake up until dawn.
Of course, Cheng Muyan, a lazy little cat, slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up for breakfast and lunch. Cheng Mo Dao, Guo Guo and Bai Zelin had all spent most of the morning playing mahjong. Even Qing Huan had sorted out a lot of Guo Guo in Tianjing.
The box he put there when he was away.
The sorting mentioned here is a little different from the previous classification and sorting by Qing Huan and the others. It is the second generation of upgraded sorting. The impurities contained in the things in these boxes must be removed first, and then classified and sorted.
In terms of labor force, the time and energy required have basically increased significantly, which is much more troublesome than the simple classification and organization of the first generation.
In just one morning, Qing Huan only picked out a hundred boxes, which was less than one-tenth of the speed at which Guo Guo and the others collected things now. You can imagine how slow this was.
Cheng Muyan woke up rubbing her eyes. Seeing Qing Huan working so seriously, she felt guilty and...a little ashamed?
I can’t explain clearly, but I’ve delegated all my work to others, and yet I’m still cheating and sleeping in. I should feel a bit ashamed, otherwise… otherwise, how thick-skinned would I be?
Shameless Cheng curled his fingers slightly: I'll dare you next time!
She also wants to complete the task together, but isn't this condition not allowed?
The plan for a year lies in spring, and the plan for a day lies in morning. If such a good time in the morning is not used for a nice sleep, then what is the interest in life?
Qing Huan didn't know that this little girl was sleeping in and making a lot of nonsense. She knew how to make excuses. If he had known about it, he might not have personally pampered the little girl until she was like a useless person who could only hold out her clothes and open her mouth.
As if, instead, he frowned and disapproved of the little girl's words scientifically and rationally, and then personally pampered Cheng Muyan until he was like a useless person who couldn't reach out for food and open his mouth...
"Is playing mahjong so interesting? You've been playing it for several months and you still don't get tired of it?" Cheng Muyan said while eating her brunch and looking at the scene of Cheng Mo Dao and the others playing fiercely.
She was just out of curiosity, and she definitely did not mean to belittle the fact that mahjong was not fun. After all, apart from eating and sleeping, she hated being boring. She could endure loneliness, but she was a little tired of repeating boring things.
No matter how much fun Mahjong is here to her, it will be almost over after playing it for more than ten days. Playing it continuously for several months will definitely be unbearable for her, even though she doesn't know how to play and doesn't want to.
play.
Qing Huan: "..."
"It's not that mahjong is interesting, but the process of winning is interesting. Even if you lose, you still have the energy to win back. The more you win, the more interesting it is, but sometimes the more you lose, the more interesting it is. There are wins and losses.
It's more interesting, winning and losing are the most interesting... So, they actually don't care whether mahjong is interesting or not. Didn't you see that they are also playing poker, Monopoly... and so on?" Qing Huan sat upright and elegant.
, slowly peeling the braised eggs for the little girl.
He actually didn't use much food when he got up early in the morning, so now he is eating with Cheng Muyan.
"Oh... not interested." Cheng Muyan is indeed not very interested in gambling. She would rather pay to buy whatever she likes. If she can't buy it, she can dig or pick it herself. As for gambling, she usually just plays for fun and so on.
It's okay, but if she treats it as a daily job to make money or a piece of pie-in-the-sky gambling luck, forget it. This kind of persona is very inconsistent with her, a little fairy girl, right?
The little fairy girl just wants to eat and sleep.
She took the cleanly peeled braised egg in Qing Huan's hand, put it to her mouth and took a bite. Her eyes, which were still lingering with a hint of sleepiness, suddenly lit up, and she kept holding the egg with her little paws like a little squirrel.
Take a bite, hmm, this is delicious!
This is something Qing Huan learned from the previous video Cheng Muyan recorded from Master Chun. After gathering the seasonings, she immediately stewed them in two large pots. The aroma wafted up and made everyone in the underwater world float, feeling happy.
My body is so light that I can never sink to the bottom.
Then last night, it was almost braised and could be served directly. However, the cook in the kitchen thought that the food had been cooked enough, so it was better to save the braised eggs for breakfast.
Therefore, Cheng Muyan became the last person to eat braised eggs in the morning. After all, others had eaten breakfast early, but she had to eat it with lunch.
Of course, it doesn't count as lunch. After all, when Cheng Mo Dao and the others are having lunch, Cheng Muyan is not the same shameless person who goes to the table to eat.
"This tastes good, it's really delicious..." Cheng Muyan's eyes were shining, and she couldn't stop praising her. She threw out flattering and exaggerated good words one after another as if they were free, which made Qing Huan's mouth tremble.
Looking up, his eyes seemed to be filled with the entire bright starry sky.
After smelling the fragrance, he "temporarily went offline" and asked Xiao Ke to take his place, and then he came over to look for something to eat: "!!!"
He was so frightened that the melons in his hands were about to fall off. Mother, aren't you a little fairy girl? Why have you turned into purple now? I can't believe it's you!
Of course, when it comes to eating, the two of them have never given up.
Guoguo put away the shock on her face, her big eyes curved into crescent moons, she held up the trophy in her hand with a sweet smile, and said very innocently: "Mother, I won this from Brother Xiaodao this morning.
She’s so beautiful, it’s the perfect match for my mother’s clothes today, she looks so good.”