Zhao Ying gritted her teeth and resisted the strange feeling in her body, but Yang Ming seemed to be doing it on purpose, dawdling endlessly, Zhao Ying couldn't help but said: "Yang Ming, are you going to finish? Why are the dishes so slow?"
But Yang Ming said pitifully: "Can you blame me for this? I'm afraid I'll spill a plate with one hand!"
How did Zhao Ying know that Yang Ming could maintain a good balance even if he played a few sets with one hand, let alone one hand, so she thought that he really couldn't hold it anymore, so she had to give up.
Yang Ming dawdled for a long time, and finally came out of the kitchen with two plates of fragrant soup, but he was very happy, so flexible.
Zhao Ying was disturbed by Yang Ming, her face felt like she had a fever, scorching hot, Zhao Ying believed that if she put an egg on her face right now, it would definitely be cooked.
After finishing the last dish, Zhao Ying took a few deep breaths before leaving the kitchen with the dish, but Yang Ming was already sitting on the dining table carelessly, drinking the soup with a snort.
Zhao Ying was a little annoyed immediately, this guy, I'll eat it before I can wait for myself! What kind of person is this? He cooks hard for him, but he is fine, as if he has nothing to do with himself.
Especially what made Zhao Ying angry was that Yang Ming actually drank soup directly from the soup bowl, without even filling it out by himself. He snorted and said, "Yang Ming, you drink like this, how can I drink it?"
Yang Ming was stunned for a moment, then remembered that Zhao Ying wanted to eat together too, and said awkwardly: "Isn't it too delicious? I couldn't resist the temptation, so I took a sip. Unexpectedly, I couldn't stop after tasting it." It's so delicious..."
After being praised by Yang Ming, Zhao Ying was very happy. She didn't have much complaints about Yang Ming eating alone without waiting for her, but she still complained: "Then don't think about it. Haven't eaten yet!"
"Then let's eat together, it's okay..." Yang Ming said with a smile, two people drinking a bowl of soup, what's the big deal, besides, isn't Zhao Ying jealous that she and Wang Xiaoyan eat a bowl of noodles together? Can I get it back?
"Let's eat together?" Zhao Ying was stunned for a moment, then said, "Who wants to eat your saliva!"
"Hey, it's not like we haven't eaten before. We already ate each other during the temple fair, haha!" Yang Ming said with a big grin.
Zhao Ying's face was flushed, "You...don't talk nonsense, it was unintentional..."
"Okay, okay, even if it was unintentional." Yang Ming said with a smile: "Sit down and eat quickly, it will be cold again in a while."
"I see, you're going to eat up all the food on the table before it's cold." Zhao Ying gave Yang Ming a white look and said angrily.
Sure enough, after Yang Ming worked hard for a while, half a pot of soup had already entered his stomach.
Yang Ming smiled nonchalantly, served two bowls of rice, one more bowl for himself and one less bowl for Zhao Ying, the two gathered around the dining table and started eating.
Although Zhao Ying said that she disliked Yang Ming's saliva, she still picked up the spoon timidly and drank the soup with Yang Ming. I haven't drank less yet.
Yang Ming saw it in his eyes, but sighed secretly in his heart, the woman's mind is indeed as described in the book, duplicity.
"Sister Ying, I didn't expect your cooking to be so delicious. I couldn't get enough of it." Yang Ming didn't praise Zhao Ying, but really felt that Zhao Ying was a master of cooking.
"Really?" Zhao Ying said indifferently: "It's delicious and I won't burn it for you!"
"Why?" Yang Ming was stunned for a moment, and asked a little puzzled.
"No reason." Zhao Ying suddenly smiled and said, "You treat me as a servant, cooking for you all day long!"
"Haha, I didn't say I burn it every day? Just improve my food once in a while, that's the deal!" Yang Ming said to himself.
"You are really thick-skinned, you can make a decision if you say so, really..." Zhao Ying shook her head, and she had nothing to do with Yang Ming's rascal.
Because Yang Ming took a nap before, after dinner, it was probably after eight o'clock in the evening. It's useless, haste makes waste. My relationship with Zhao Ying hasn't developed to the point of sharing the same room. If Yang Ming insists on staying, although Zhao Ying won't say anything, her impression of her will definitely plummet. Casual people, not serious about feelings.
Therefore, instead of asking Zhao Ying to issue an order to evict guests, Yang Ming should take the initiative to say goodbye. Anyway, there is still a chance tomorrow night, and this moment is not too late. So she stood up and said, "Sister Ying, it's almost time. I'll go back first. Call me tomorrow afternoon after you finish class, and I'll help you move."
Seeing that Yang Ming hadn't forgotten about moving, Zhao Ying had no choice but to nod and agree, "Okay, I'll call you after I finish class."
"Then it's settled." Yang Ming smiled, and then handed the bag he was carrying to Zhao Ying and said, "Sister Ying, here are the gifts I brought you from Macau, and there is another gift I brought to you this morning. The commercial street bought it for you, it is very meaningful, if you have time, do more research!"
Yang Ming was naturally referring to the memory tree, but he couldn't make it too obvious, he could only hint a little more, hoping that Zhao Ying could discover the secret within it as soon as possible.
Zhao Ying received the gift from Yang Ming, and felt sweet in her heart. After all, Yang Ming still remembered her, and she didn't forget to buy a gift for herself when she went out today. But there was nothing special on the surface, and he said with a faint smile: "Thank you, then I will accept it."
"Well, but you must read it...that's my wish." Yang Ming reminded with some worry.
"I see." Zhao Ying nodded, but wondered in her heart, isn't it just a gift, when can't I see it?
Coming out of Zhao Ying's house, Yang Ming let out a sigh of relief, and finally completed a very difficult task. As for whether Zhao Ying will read it right away, and whether she will discover the secret after reading it right away, Yang Ming doesn't know.
However, sooner or later he will find out, Yang Ming is not worried about this point, if it is not possible, he can remind him again.
From Zhao Ying's house, he walked to his car. After getting in the car, Yang Ming didn't drive away immediately. Instead, he sat in the car, took out a small box from his pocket, and began to study it.
This is what Zhang Jishen gave himself, and what Lan Ling brought to him. Yang Ming's thoughts seemed to have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and he saw Lan Ling's weird smiling face, smiling at himself, as if saying: "Honey, I miss you..."
Yang Ming shook his head gently, and quickly opened the small box. Inside the small box, is an even smaller box and a sheet of letter paper folded into a small square.
Yang Ming first opened the letter paper and began to read it.
Husband: I heard from my grandma that hostile forces may trouble you. I am very anxious, so I specially send Zhang Zhishi to protect you. Zhang Zhichen is one of my disciples. Silly, but trustworthy, I feel at ease with him by your side.
In addition, I will give you another small box. When you encounter a danger that cannot be solved, you can open the box. Inside the box is a child Gu, and the mother Gu is with me. I will receive the news quickly and go to help you.
Miss you. kiss you. Love you. Toss you... the word Lan Ling.
The last few words made Yang Ming's blood boil, toss? It refers to the bed, Quack, Lan Ling, this little best, really loves me to death. Thinking of all the things before, Yang Ming was distracted.
Picking up the small box, Yang Ming looked around for a long time but couldn't see anything special about it. Looking inside with a perspective, it was also pitch black inside, and he didn't know what it was about.
However, according to what Lan Ling said, this thing is a child Gu, once it is released, the mother Gu on Lan Ling's side will get a reaction. That is to say, if I open this box now, Lan Ling will come soon?
This is a very tempting idea! Although Yang Ming is surrounded by so many beautiful companions, his longing for Lan Ling has never diminished, especially in the dead of night, when he thinks of all the happy things in the past, ups and downs, Yang Ming is very fascinated.
Although Yang Ming wanted to open this box right now and let Lan Ling return to him, Yang Ming was still a rational person and would not do such an irrational thing!
It's true that I miss Lan Ling, but why doesn't Lan Ling miss himself? This is all the same. If Lan Ling could come back, she would definitely fly back immediately, without any means at all.
Yang Ming didn't want Lan Ling's painstaking efforts to be ruined casually by himself, so he put the box in his arms very solemnly, and decided to keep it close to him.
I read the letter Lan Ling wrote to me several times. Although there were not many words in it, the deep concern was beyond words. Now that Lan Ling has said everything, Zhang Zhizhen is a reliable and capable person. So what else can Yang Ming say?
The person Lan Ling sent to him is always useful. Although he doesn't want someone to follow him every day, he can't help it. Yang Ming doesn't want to be bewitched by others anymore. It wasn't that he foresaw Lan Ling's grandfather, Old Lan Hai, by accident, and he had been belching for a long time now.
Although Lan Ling said that his heart Gu can be immune to most Gu poisons, but Zhang Zhishen also said that some powerful special Gu poisons are not immune, which is probably the case with the Gu poison he got last time.
Now that the decision has been made, it is necessary to meet with Zhang Zhishi again to discuss future countermeasures. Thinking of this, Yang Ming took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Zhishi.
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