Chapter 15 (2/2)

Looking down at Wei Yan, who was sitting on the ground for half a sound, he still didn't hold back. He squatted beside him and asked, ”Mr. Wei, what are you doing sitting on the ground all day?”

Zheng Qu knows that Wei Yan is a little close to each other, and they are almost close to each other. Wei Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly and moved to the side. His voice was hoarse: ”meditate.”

”Ah?” Zheng Qu Zhi Leng for a moment, and then laughed out: ”you are stupid! How about sitting in bed? It's not too hard to sit on the ground! ”

With that, she looked at Wei Yan's bed.

The laughter stopped abruptly. Staring at the wooden bed which had nothing but a sheet, Zheng Quzhi was silent for a while and then said, ”when I didn't say what I just said.”

Does Wei Yan feel flustered when she sleeps?? Zheng Quzhi couldn't understand why. This thin cushion was more comfortable than the wooden bed.

”Leave tomorrow, go back and get your things ready.” Wei Yan closed her eyes again and added at the end: ”if there is something missing, you can find Cai Zhen.”

That's what it means to drive people away.

Zheng Quzhi felt his nose and responded with a voice of insight: ”OK

Well, he'd better not disturb the cultivation of the elder!

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the next morning, Zheng Quzhi was awakened by Cai Zhen's loud voice.

”Zheng Quzhi! Get up! Ready to go Cai Zhen pounded at the door with a loud voice.

Zheng Quzhi was startled by a carp and jumped out of bed. Last night, he had packed up his things, and Zheng Quzhi took his suitcase to the hall.In the hall, Cai Zhen and Qi Li were already waiting there.

”And your husband?” Zheng Qu knows ha ha a smile, ”should not be lain in bed?”

”You think everyone is like you?” Cai Zhen snorted coldly: ”Sir, you have prepared breakfast for us!”

Zheng Quzhi's smile froze. He threw the suitcase to the side and ran to the kitchen like the wind. Damn it, he really doesn't want to eat the dark food of Wei!

From afar, I could smell the fragrance in the kitchen. Zheng Quzhi's expression was distorted. How did Wei Yan do it? Everything as like as two peas can make him look super delicious, but it's just like the dark one.

Inside, Wei Yan is holding a spatula with a straight face and cooking noodles solemnly. Zheng Quzhi's eyelids jumped and quickly walked over: ”Mr. Wei, it's hard! Let me help Mr. Wei! ”

And he went inside.

”No Wei Yan refused. His hand reached out to the salt jar. Seeing that he was about to pour salt down when he opened the lid, Zheng Quzhi rushed over quickly and reached for Wei Yan's wrist from behind.

From a distance, it seems that Zheng Quzhi has Wei Yan in his arms. With this gesture, Zheng Quzhi shook Wei Yan's wrist. After sprinkling almost the same amount of salt, his hand slid down and took away the salt jar Wei Yan was holding. He laughed and said, ”ah ha ha I want to eat light today, ha ha... ”

With that, he stepped back and opened the distance between them.

Wei Yan droops her eyes and looks at the place Zheng Quzhi has just grasped. Her eyes flash slightly. Half ring, just light mouth: ”good.”

Watching Wei Yan pour noodles into the bowl, Zheng Quzhi is relieved. Fortunately, the pan noodles will no longer be as salty and numb as it was a few days ago.

No doubt, the noodles made by Mr. Wei made everyone's eyes widened. They almost couldn't believe that the salty and suitable noodles were actually made by their Mr. Wei.