"Light fire." Han Xiu looked at Murong Qing who was adding firewood and said.
Hearing that, Murong Qing immediately took out the pill that he just added and put it at the stove.
Seeing that there was someone watching, Han Xiu went to look for rice porridge.
After finishing all of this, Han Xiu walked back into the house. He sat on the bed, with one leg bent over and the other hanging by the bed, he held a piece of bamboo in one hand and a knife in the other.
Half an hour later, Murong Qing could no longer hold it in and finally ran over to ask, "Are you still going to stew? Will you braise the water? "
Han Xiu looked up and saw Murong Qing, whose face was flushed red from the fire and whose forehead was covered with sweat. His hair was all stuck to his temples.
Murong Qing was stunned, he felt that this idiot Da Zhuang was becoming more and more different from before. If not, why would he feel that this idiot's smile was special, special …
Where's Charm?
And a little bit... Evil energy.
Thinking of the word 'enchanting', Murong Qing's face grew a little hot.
He did not think that a man's smile was abnormal, because in a time and space where men are so popular, it is equally acceptable for men to fall in love with men and women, and he himself likes the same sex.
He only felt that he messed up with something. He actually thought that this idiot Da Zhuang was enchanting, there really was something wrong with him.
Murong Qing quickly turned his head and ran back into the kitchen. Squatting in front of the stove, he looked at the fire in the kitchen in a daze.
With Han Xiu's super strong observation skills, how could he miss Murong Qing's shy expression just now?
Ye Zichen raised his eyebrows. Could this brat be gay?
At this time, Han Xiu suddenly remembered a senior brother of his from his previous life who had fallen in love with a man and had fallen in love with him.
However, when that man became the target of their senior's assassination, causing the mission to fail due to emotions, and was even killed by that man in one shot, their envy turned into fear.
This matter directly conveyed a very important message to Han Xiu. To killers, falling in love with a person was equivalent to death!
So to this day, Han Xiu had only played with it, but he had never truly been moved by it.
He was also a little afraid of men falling in love with men. After all, his senior brother was a typical example, and he had a deep impression of him.
However, he wasn't a killer right now, so why did he need to think so much about it?
These words weren't to say that Han Xiu wanted to do anything with Murong Qing, but Han Xiu felt that he was not in a dangerous job right now, so he could do whatever he wanted now.
In the kitchen —
The more Murong Qing told himself not to think about it too much, the more he thought about it. Especially when he saw that seemingly casual smile on Han Xiu's face when he was in the room earlier, he couldn't keep his cool anymore.
His mind kept thinking about Han Xiu's smile, he could not get rid of it no matter how hard he tried, and in the end, that smile took root in Murong Qing's mind.
Another half an hour passed, Murong Qing stood up to look for Han Xiu again. Han Xiu was playing around with a round bamboo tube in his hands, seeing him walk in, he handed it over to him and said, "This is for you."
"For me?" Murong Qing was very surprised.
He extended his hand and took the round bamboo tube. The size was just right for him to hold in his hand, but there was a handle at the mouth of the bamboo tube. It looked very much like a sword.
However, this sword was made of bamboo.
He held the sword in his other hand and gently pulled it out. It was actually an exquisite looking Bamboo Sword, the blade was extremely sharp, although it could not be compared to a real sword, it was still possible to kill.
"You're amazing!"
Murong Qing said as he raised his head. Unexpectedly, there was no one in front of him, and it was unknown when Han Xiu had already walked out.