Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

In the night, the streets of Qingmu City are not prosperous, but they are brightly lit, and you can see many people wearing different styles of clothes.

Although the night view is not as gorgeous as Yunzhou, you can see many customs unique to southern Xinjiang.

I heard from Zhong Zhenyue that Qingmu City was just a poor and remote place 20 years ago. Under the governance of Uncle Qu, people now live and work in peace and contentment.

Many brothers from Nanguan City even found their home here and took root.

"Boss, are you going to make sugar paintings today?"

Passing by the sugar painting stall yesterday, the stall owner's grandson recognized their child king at a glance.

"Come one?"

Li Mo turned his head and asked.

As soon as he asked this question, he felt the white hand in his palm tightened, and her fingertips curled slightly.

"I ate it yesterday." Ying Bing shook his head.

"You can draw a different one from yesterday. It is said that the color, aroma and taste are all good, so the color is very important. Changing the appearance is a brand new experience."

"Why?"

Zhong Ling asked curiously. She heard that to capture a person's heart, you must first capture that person's stomach.

For example, Li Mo and Ying Bing in front of her.

Look, if Li Mo's cooking was not so delicious, would the famous Han Fairy run to the gate of the camp to wait for him to come home?

To be honest, she was very surprised at the time. At first glance, she felt that this Han Fairy was worthy of the name, and she was really like a fairy who did not eat fireworks in the world and strangers did not approach.

Wangqi Douhun... Although I promised not to call him that in front of Li Mo...

But the feeling that the two gave Zhong Ling at this time...

There are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames!

Li Mo smiled slightly, this is his strength.

"The same kind of food, with different appearances, some will increase people's appetite, while others will make people hard to swallow. Let me give you an example."

Li Mo asked a small spoonful of sugar juice from the stall, poured it on the table, and gently poked it with a bamboo stick.

"Do you think this tastes good?"

Student Li pointed to the sugar juice that was twisted a few times on the table and shaped like poop and asked.

"Ugh..."

From Zhong Zhenyue's subconscious retching, his answer can be seen.

"....."

Zhong Ling thought that this Wangqi Douhun's painting skills were too good.

He knew what it meant to look unpalatable.

Ying Bing tilted his head slightly.

"This is a negative example." Li Mo smiled.

"What about the positive example?"

"Let me think about it."

Li Mo used the burning true energy to re-melt the sugar juice, while his eyes slightly lowered.

This was actually his subconscious action when thinking.

But as luck would have it, a pair of long, smooth legs with white stockings on short boots just caught my eye.

I wonder if you have had this experience.

I was distracted while taking notes in class, and when I looked at my notebook, it was full of all the messy things in my mind. I was even distracted during the exam, and when I looked at the fill-in-the-blank question, there was a name of my crush...

This is what Li is like now.

"Brother Li, is this what you said, that looks delicious...?"

"It seems to be..."

Zhong Ling and Zhong Zhenyue looked at each other, and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Ying Bing glanced at him.

Gentleman...

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step! Isn't this a good implication?"

Li Mo grabbed the candy and threw it into his mouth.

"But aren't we talking about sex? Doesn't this piece of candy look good..."

"Candy? What candy?"

Li Mo looked serious but seemed to have lost his memory:

"Oh, yes, what were we talking about? We were talking about the color, aroma and taste of cooking. How about we have barbecue today? That will best verify my theory."

"..."

Seeing that his cheeks were bulging, and he had not wiped the crystal on his lips, and was still talking, Ying Bing had no expression on her face, gently pulled her bare hand out of his palm, took off the jade hairpin, and let down her tied black hair.

Letting down the black hair can cover the ears and neck.

Zhong Zhenyue looked confused, and Zhong Ling had some doubts about Xiao Li's cooking skills.

Not long after.

They arrived at the restaurant.

The owner of Jiawei Restaurant was once a sergeant under the King of Zhennan. The owner also knew Zhong Zhenyue. When Zhong Zhenyue came, the owner who was missing an arm hurried to greet him.

The two chatted and expressed many feelings.

Bingtuozi returned to the wing alone after getting off the carriage. Her steps seemed a little... hurried?

Li Mo didn't know what happened to her suddenly.

"I'll call you for dinner later."

"..... Yeah."

Li Mo saw her back pause as she walked into the door, as if she was in a trance. After two seconds, she nodded gently, and couldn't help but guess a little.

BingtuoMaybe he was comprehending some profound martial arts, so he was distracted?

It was somewhat similar to his situation just now.

After notifying the boss, Li Mo went into the kitchen. It was past dinner time and the kitchen was empty.

Li Mo was cutting vegetables with Chi Xiao when a familiar figure came into the kitchen. She looked a little hesitant, but seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Zhong Ling.

"Young Master Li."

"Haha, do you want to learn how to cook?" Li Mo made a sword flower and cut the precious ingredients like green peppers into thin strands like hair.

Zhong Ling shook his head and said:

"No, I want to ask, what's going on between Zhen Yue in Yunzhou and that Heavenly Demon Saint?"

"Ah this..."

The freshly cut green pepper shreds were scattered on the chopping board.

Li Mo was wondering if Zhong Ling had the habit of flipping the table.

"Didn't Zhong Zhenyue tell you?"

"He said a little. He only said that it was the witch who bewitched him and you woke him up. He said you said more and avoided the important points."

Li Mo said seriously:

"I don't think the young marquis is avoiding the important points. Maybe I really left a deeper impression on him."

At that time, he saw Zhong Zhenyue looking for a toilet after he "escaped from death".

"How was he bewitched? Why did that witch..."

Zhong Ling gritted her teeth.

She had been quietly accompanying Zhenyue for so long, but what about that witch? After only meeting her a few times, Zhong Zhenyue was moved.

How could he be deceived if he was not moved!

Li Mo thought for a while and asked, "Miss Zhong, do you know what the young marquis likes?"

"He likes strong people."

"?"

"So I worked hard to become stronger. When we were young, he never beat me. What's the problem?"

"...."

Li Mo's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that the current situation of the two of you can't be blamed entirely on Old Zhong.

He is not a love expert.

But Zhong Ling and Zhong Zhenyue can actually make him feel a little bit like a love mentor.

It's as if I saw myself pulling Bing Tuozi's hair when I was a child.

Perhaps it is because of this.

Li Mo actually thought seriously:

"I am also better than Brother Zhong. There are many people in the world who are stronger than Brother Zhong. He is more of a vision and yearning, and he wants to be a strong man."

"Then...what did that witch do?"

"Let me think..."

Student Li fell into deep thought.

From his own experience, it seems that the more straight men are, the more they fall for green tea.

She brings you breakfast, ties your shoelaces, and copies your homework for you, but in the end, she can't compare to Dabolang's "Brother, are you there?"

"That witch should be like this..."

Xiao Li, the emotional mentor, is online!

Yeah.

A emotional mentor who has never eaten pork, but has seen pigs run in his previous life...

"Is this...really okay?"

.....

PS: I feel dizzy today, probably because of a cold, and I'm applying for two updates for approval.

I'm not in good shape, and the audience must not want to see boring things posted, muah.