Yuanshen: I am a poet and sword fairy, and I have no desire to block the sword at the beginning

This is also the time Ling Hua cherishes as an ordinary girl.

the other side.

Su Muzhe was writing furiously in the middle of the room, and the paint in the pen in his hand that followed him through the journey was already peeled off.

At this time, he was preparing his second book, and he hadn't thought about the title and content of the book, but since he had promised to have a follow-up, he must have it, and he couldn't live up to other people's expectations.

"But... can't write it out... shit!"

There was a sudden growl in my stomach, which seemed to be because I hadn't eaten dinner.

"Anything beautiful and delicious seems to be a lie, and you will still be hungry." Su Muzhe sighed. Although his character is average, his skin is still a little thin, and he can't run when the owner is not around. Have a meal.

I can only take advantage of the late night and sneak to the kitchen to see if there is anything to eat.

He tiptoedly opened the door.

Su Muzhe's room is the guest room on the far left. In fact, the room next door is Ying's room. However, the lights inside have been turned off at this time, and he should be resting. Little voice.

After going around for a while, I finally found the door of the kitchen, but Su Mu looked down and found a gleam of light coming from the crack of the kitchen door.

"I watch the sky at night. It's almost two o'clock in the morning. Is there anyone else in there? A thief?"

At such a time, they could still appear in the kitchen. Except for the mouse, Su Muzhe could only think of thieves, so he gently dragged the door to reveal a small crack, and observed the situation inside with one eye.

"La la~~ la la la~~"

The humming voice was melodious and melodious, piercing into Su Muzhe's ears, a slender figure from the back was busy in front of the stove, it seemed that he was making tea.

The feet are free in the kitchen, as if they are dancing, and it can be seen that they are in a good mood.

"Okay, Ochazuke, then... I'm going to start."

Ling Hua clasped his palms together, picked up the chopsticks and was ready to eat.

"Sorry, boss, can I have a bowl too?"

"Ok?"

Ling Hua was startled, and then turned around, with rice grains and seaweed debris still on his mouth.

"Cough cough, er, good evening, may I ask for my share?" Su Muzhe came in quietly, Ling Hua, who was focusing on his tea and rice, didn't notice at all, and now he was a little at a loss.

Chapter 31 The Girl's Throbbing Heart

"Mu Zhe!" Shenli Linghua seemed to be a little too late, and called out Su Muzhe's name.

"Did you just realize it was me?"

Kanli Linghua suddenly turned her body to the other side. Although nothing happened, her face was already redder than an apple, and she didn't know how to face Su Muzhe now.He could only lower his head slightly, and silently stirred his ochazuke with chopsticks.

"What happened in the afternoon, I'm sorry, I was blowing the wind on the wall, but I didn't sit still and just fell, but I didn't expect that Paimon would open the window, so I'm sorry."

Su Muzhe is also a single mother and child. Although she is of average character, she is not too thick-skinned, so when she thinks about what happened in the afternoon, her face turns red all the way to the neck.

"What happened in the afternoon..." Ling Hua acted like a frightened kitten, "I actually didn't take it to heart."

"By the way, don't you think it's too monotonous if you only have tea and rice?" Su Muzhe felt that if they kept talking about this topic, the two of them would only be embarrassed, which would not be conducive to the follow-up development, so he decisively changed the subject.

"This is my favorite dish. Although it is light, it still has an elegant taste. I think it is very good as a late-night snack."

"Then do you have any favorite foreign dishes?"

"Actually, although I am very interested in exotic cuisine, I have never had the opportunity to try it."

"Well, it's just right, let you try it today."

"But, you are a guest...even if..."

"It's okay, we are friends. Just be at ease." Su Muzhe smiled.

"Hmm... um..." Seeing Su Muzhe's familiar smile, recalling the experience of being touched on the head, as if he could feel the gentle and warm touch on the top of his head again.

Kanli Ayaka turned into a boiling kettle for a while, her head started to steam, and she grabbed the corner of her skirt with both hands and rubbed it repeatedly, her heart was beating non-stop.

But Su Muzhe, who was cooking seriously next to him, didn't notice this.

"Sprinkle a handful of green onions, and the Yangchun noodles will be ready."

Here, a bowl of Yangchun noodles made by Su Muzhe with buckwheat noodles is also out of the pot. Although it is vegetarian, it is fragrant and hot. It is also very suitable for warming the body when the temperature drops sharply at night.

But in fact, Ayaka Kamisato doesn't use this bowl of noodles now, and her body is already very hot.

"Why are you sweating so much?" Su Muzhe turned around and looked at Ling Hua who was covered in sweat and blushed.

"Maybe there is too much water vapor, it's a little hot." Ling Hua pretended to be calm, and then the tip of his nose was attracted by a burst of fragrance.His gaze also slowly moved to Su Muzhe's hand.

"How? Try it?"

"Ok!"

After swallowing a lot of saliva, Ling Hua took the bowl from Su Muzhe, but just the touch between his fingers could make her body tremble.

"You must be quite tired, right?" Su Muzhe looked at Ling Hua.

"Ok?"

"What I mean is, as the eldest daughter of Tenshinshin's family, it must be very tiring. Maybe, in fact, you also want to be like ordinary girls, go shopping with friends, go to ordinary small shops to eat and talk about favorite topics .”

As Su Muzhe spoke, Ling Hua just looked at the face in his hands.

"Try it. My mother used to make this for me for breakfast. After a long time, I also remembered the taste. Although it is not exactly the same, it is not bad."

Ling Hua picked up the fragrant noodles with chopsticks, made the small cherry mouth into a "concave" shape, blew lightly twice, and then swallowed.

One more bite.

One more bite.

Last bite!

Although the taste is just ordinary home-cooked taste, but for some reason, Ling Hua just couldn't let go of the chopsticks in his hand, knowing that the bowl of noodles gradually bottomed out, and finally he didn't even let go of the soup.

"Ah, sorry, I seem to have eaten your supper."

Only then did Ling Hua realize that what he ate seemed to be Su Muzhe's supper.

"It's okay, isn't there your ochazuke here?"

"Eh? But, that's what I've already eaten, how about I make another bowl for you?"

However, what Su Muzhe shook was already an empty bowl.

"It's delicious, and there's a green plum."

"Really? Then...that's good." Ling Hua turned his face away, and then he was tangled in his heart, but finally opened his mouth again.

"Actually, I am also very envious of ordinary girls, so even if it is a little bit of time to be an ordinary girl, I will cherish it."

Ling Hua began to confide in her heart. She had never said these words to anyone, but she just felt inexplicably that Su Muzhe was a person who could talk about her thoughts, and also knew herself very well.

"Actually, in my eyes, Ling Hua, you have always been an ordinary girl. I mean, you also have your own worries, your own hobbies, you are shy, you secretly eat your favorite food, and you are also very cute. Laugh. And play with my friends.”

"Actually, with me, you can completely treat yourself as an ordinary girl."

Looking at Su Muzhe's sincere eyes, his heart suddenly jumped.

"En!" Ling Hua blushed and nodded.

"Ahem, since there's nothing else to do, I'll go back first." Su Mu scratched his head, got up and prepared to go back, as for washing the dishes?Anyway, someone will wash it here tomorrow.

Walking to the door, after pushing the door open, a gust of wind blew in front of him, blowing up the hem of Su Muzhe's clothes.

Just at this time, Ling Hua suddenly shouted: "Mu Zhe!"

"what happened?"

Su Mu turned his head, but his sight was just blocked by the hem of his clothes blown up.

When he came to his senses, Ling Hua had already rushed forward, stretched out his hands to hug him, then stood on tiptoe and brought his steaming mouth close to Su Muzhe's ear, and said three words in a very weak voice:

"Thank you."

Feeling the warmth of Shenli Linghua's body and that soft girl's body, one can already ask about the unique fragrance of Linghua's body.

Su Muzhe was also a little at a loss for a while, no one taught me this!

At this time, Ling Hua's heart was actually panicking, she didn't know why, seeing the scene just now couldn't help throbbing in her heart, she hugged it as soon as her brain got hot.

"What should I do? What should I do? Am I too much? Why am I so stupid, I did this kind of thing on the spur of the moment!! Or say that I am controlled by an inexplicable force? But this is too ridiculous !!"

Thinking this way in his heart, Ling Hua put his hands down, then raised his legs and ran away without turning his head. He directly sprinted and landed on his bed without missing a beat, wrapping himself tightly with the quilt.

And the face seemed to bleed just by pinching it lightly.

"I seem to blush too much today, what's wrong with me?"

Ling Hua asked herself a question in her heart, but she knew the answer without answering it.

Chapter 32 Ayaka Kamisato Decided to Hit the Straight Ball

The morning air is always fresher, with a hint of dew, and a mist that hangs in the air, but dissipates when the wind blows.

It was the end of October, so there was still a hint of chill in the morning air.

Su Muzhe had a bit of a headache, and basically didn't sleep much last night. After returning to the room, he barely wrote a few words and passed out beside the table. The dark circles under his eyes were comparable to those of a panda. It also became messier than a bird's nest.

Pushing open the door, it seemed that the weather was not as cold as expected.

After rubbing his sleepy eyes, Su Muzhe vaguely saw a figure standing at the door, which was Kamisato Ayaka who had already put on her daily clothes.

"Good morning, Mu Zhe." The tone was very relaxed and cheerful, and it could be seen that he was in a good mood.

"Morning."

Su Muzhe looked at the drops of dew on Ling Hua's shoulders, and saw that she must have been standing outside the door for some time.

"Sorry." Su Muzhe realized that he hadn't put on his coat, and quickly closed the door to put it on again, and then came out again.

"Pfft, haha..."

Ling Hua looked at Su Muzhe's head, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"Ah, this, the hair is too messy, there is no Rejoice and Head & Shoulders here, it's difficult." Su Muzhe stretched out his hand to straighten his hair.