Cheng Muyan's feet were shaking, and the 1 to 9 brothers from Arabia whom she had just met last night were all spinning in front of her eyes.
Fate finally took action on this poor little me. Cheng Muyan, who had been tortured all night, looked pitifully at the white porridge in front of her, her eyes flickering, and her head was full of mush.
Why bother to finish eating here and there? I immediately left the two little ones alone and went to deal with things with satisfaction, holding my hands behind my back.
Qing Huan put one hand behind Cheng Muyan, and held the chopsticks with the other hand to pick up food for Cheng Muyan. She didn't take a bite all morning, and she used it all to serve Mr. Cheng.
Cheng Muyan's thin right hand was weakly holding the handle of the spoon. Her whole body seemed to have been hollowed out by a goblin. She couldn't even scoop up a small spoonful of porridge. Her little head was not only shaking but also biting, as if
It felt like I could be trapped in the sky at any time.
To be honest, Mr. Cheng has never been so tired in all his years of life. It's so sinful.
Cheng Muyan tried her best to open her eyelids a little, stared at the blurry spoon in front of her eyes, and was about to put it into her mouth.
Qing Huan carefully protected Cheng Muyan, fearing that she would be too sleepy and rolled onto the floor. At the same time, she watched without blinking as Cheng Muyan's small hands, as white as jade and porcelain, scooped up the porridge three or four times.
He didn't scoop the porridge into the bowl, but he put the spoon into his mouth in a daze.
Qing Huan: "..."
"Yanyan, let me feed you. After eating, why don't you go to sleep for a while?" Qing Huan stared at the sleepy little face and secretly took it into her heart. She looked so pretty when she was usually serious, so soft.
It's so soft and cute, and it really melts into his heart.
998 seems to be the word, right? Cute, really cute.
"Oh... eat and sleep." Cheng Muyan tried her best to concentrate, and then... found that her eyes were still floating, so she simply threw away the spoon and lay directly on Qing Huan's arm.
Go up and order like the mountain king, "Hurry up, I want to eat and sleep after eating."
It's a pity, coupled with the look on her face that she couldn't open her eyes with all her strength, and the soft and waxy voice, it's really so cute that you can't take your eyes away.
She didn't have any royal aura at all. Not only did she not have any, Qing Huan was afraid that she would fall directly under the table, so she almost lifted the person into her arms and finished feeding her.
After two bowls of porridge and some snacks, Cheng Muyan was finally full. She pushed Qing Huan's feeding hand away, then leaned against him and fell asleep.
So sleepy, oh my god!
Seeing Cheng Muyan sleepy like this, Qing Huan's eyes warmed up, and she gently wiped the corners of Cheng Muyan's mouth with a handkerchief. She picked up a few snacks and ate them wholeheartedly. After drinking a bowl of porridge, she hugged him.
Returned to the courtyard.
However, she still remembered the domineering sleeping position Cheng Muyan mentioned last night. She shook off the quilt and placed the person in the center. After tucking the corners of the quilt, she turned to ask 998, what did they do last night? It can torture people.
Like this?
998 Auntie Zheng smiled as she watched the host of Lucky Luck and the boss spreading dog food together. The boss suddenly mentioned the ridiculous night, and she shivered. Oh my god! Last night was just one night, and there was still so much left.
After countless nights of being dominated by the boss, 998 will become bald.
998's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, comforting himself that a system that has not experienced severe beatings from big bosses is not a good system.
"Oh, it's all because our nine-year compulsory education is so great. The boss just started it last night." 998 is worried. It's just the beginning that can torture the best system in the federation until it shuts down.
, it is really rare in modern society, and there were probably not many in ancient times, except for the big guys. But 998 can only work hard like a scalper, without daring to complain at all, and must use the gentlest, kindest and most approachable voice and attitude.
and teaching methods, for fear of making the boss angry, I pinched myself to death.
"Tell me what you studied yesterday." At this time, Qing Huan had prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and was sitting at the desk waiting for the ravages of 998.
At least that's what he thought, something that could make Yan Yan so exhausted must be something that would be difficult to reach the sky.
An hour later...
Qing Huan, who has already studied in the third grade of elementary school, has a clear understanding of the previous basic knowledge.
998 clenched his fists and was so pleased with himself that he almost laughed out loud, "The host of great luck is indeed the host of great luck. His brain is just extraordinary."
"That's not true. Yan Yan has never understood the things over there, so he is slow to learn. When the time comes, I will learn with Yan Yan." Qing Huan thought for a moment and said.
998 was moved to tears. The host of Qi Luck is simply a good person. I shouldn't be so harsh on him.
Qing Huan was actually mentally prepared. Because of her mental preparation, she did not read any teaching textbooks from the beginning. Instead, she recognized a lot of basic things in the world where 998 was located, and then started to learn that knowledge. This way, of course, she would get twice the result with half the effort.
Now, Qing Huan turned his head and realized that things are actually common. Arabic numerals are counting symbols. As long as you can match this with the counting symbols here, it is very simple. As for English, you should first teach Yanyan Pinyin and 26
Let’s use uppercase and lowercase letters.
After making a rough plan, Qing Huan was not in a hurry. He scribbled on the rice paper and made a rough tutorial. There was actually very little new knowledge, so he had to do it bit by bit.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Qing Huan just finished it. She rubbed her sore and numb wrists, got up and returned to the inner room, watching Cheng Muyan sleeping soundly.
However, he is really domineering. He has conquered the little quilt and pressed it firmly under his body. He looks like a little devil. His little face is faintly red, his eyelashes are long and curled, and he breathes softly through his nose.
As he spoke, the small cherry-like mouth opened a slit, and the tip of the pale pink tongue was looming.
Qing Huan suddenly felt as if her face was burning, and she moved her eyes away as if they were burned. Then, within a second, she moved back furtively, unable to look away from her cute and delicate face.
998 was still immersed in the great intelligence of the host of Qi Lun, unable to extricate himself. In a fit of excitement, he took over a dozen basic tasks for the host.
My host is extraordinary, I believe in his ability! Hmm!
"Huan, I succeeded in attracting spirits last night. In addition, I practiced for five hours and completed three tasks in total. Now I have thirty points." 998 looked at the income and expenditure records in the background and saw that it had finally exceeded two.
I was a little excited again after counting several digits of points.
When Qing Huan heard the voice of 998, she quietly retracted her scorching eyes, walked forward gently, gently held the person in her arms with one hand, and pulled out the quilt underneath with the other hand.
After tidying up, Qing Huan did not go anywhere else. She took off her shoes and huddled at the foot of the bed. She spread her quilt and wrapped it tightly. She coughed as if to cover herself up and then asked, "What tasks can you do today?"
?"
"Oh, let me see."
998 View tasks.
"The basic task every day is to practice for one hour, ten points, five hours, twenty points, and a set of swordsmanship, the first form of Three Thousand Flowing Shadow Stars, practice for one hour, ten points, two hours, twenty
Points." 998 points open the attributes of this set of swordsmanship. Oh, it's quite high?
"This seems to be a swordsmanship practiced by two people?" 998 was confused. How could he be given this swordsmanship? It was so powerful, but what if the host fell into a deserted mountain and old forest? Wouldn't it be a disaster?
Can you practice the left and right swords like Zhou Botong and complement each other???
Is the main system so perfunctory now? Oh my God, fortunately I have a lucky host and a big boss, so I won't be so unlucky!
998 exhaled.
Qing Huan was stunned when she heard that the second main task was the double swordsmanship. Her eyes inadvertently glanced at the soft and cute little face on the bed. The snow-white face suddenly looked like it was stained by the sunset, and the trend was getting worse.
, when 998 came back to his senses, he found that the whole body of the Great Luck host was like steamed shrimps, even the roots of his ears were stained with rouge.
"Is it because the meridians are not smooth and I'm obsessed with it?" 998 asked blankly.
Qing Huan: "..."
Suppressing the temptation in her heart, Qing Huan directly put her five hearts in the sky, holding on to her soul, and concentrated on clearing the blocked meridians.
998 wisely closed his mouth, not daring to disturb the Qi Luck host's cultivation anymore.
At this time, 998 felt lonely and unable to speak.
I don't usually think that once it gets quiet at this time, 998 is left alone with nothing to do. 998 really feels so empty, lonely and cold.
Alas~
998 sighed in his heart, Mr. Cheng, when will you wake up?
#Understand the pain of being unable to speak at all#, #Everyone is drunk and I am awake alone. Everyone has something to do, but I have nothing to do alone. I want to ask for the feeling of the model worker who is suddenly free throughout the year#
…
Cheng Muyan was sleeping soundly when she suddenly heard a burst of lively cheers, which seemed to be mixed with screams and whistles, and then... another burst of thunderous applause.
Cheng Muyan: "..."
Damn it!
Who is so unethical? They even held a tea party in my yard, right?
Cheng Muyan pushed the quilt away with a vigorous kick, opened his eyes and sat up.
???
Cheng Muyan crawled up to Qing Huan with a guilty conscience and gently moved her quilt away from his head.
"Are you so diligent?" Cheng Muyan lay down in front of Qing Huan, looked at him meditating expressionlessly, and then... tied the hair that had been pulled off by the quilt into a small knot in front of his forehead.
"Wow"
There was another burst of loud cheers, which frightened Cheng Muyan to the point where he almost pulled his hair out.
She plucked her messy hair with her fingers, and the breath of getting up made her eyes become bright and bright, sweeping away the hazy confusion she had when she just got up in the morning, and instead became full of aggression.