Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

"Chi la chi la!"

The soup in the pot is boiling, and the fish fillets are rolling.

The rich aroma of fish soup seduces every taste bud of Qin Jian.

He was almost drooling...

I haven't eaten for a whole month. Although I won't be hungry, the desire will become more and more intense as if I haven't had anything for a long time.

This thing should be called chewing desire.

"Shhhhhh..."

It was completely unclear what Bo Saixi threw into the pot. Qin Jian only knew that the aroma of the fish fillet soup was getting stronger and stronger, and the only fishy smell had completely disappeared.

"Don't be anxious, it will taste better if you cook it for a while," Bo Saixi seemed to know that Qin Jian could no longer bear it, so he comforted him: "This type of sea fish is extremely tough, and it needs to be cooked for a longer time to make it taste better." optimal."

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry..."

Qin Jian swallowed silently: "Gulu."

"puff…"

Bo Saixi couldn't help but chuckle, turned around and touched his cheek: "You are a Titled Douluo, are you so greedy after not eating for a month?"

The slightly cool Rouyi feels comfortable against the cheek.

Qin Jian curled his lips and said, "Since I transformed, I have never been without food for so long."

"It's just a matter of appetite. We titled Douluo don't need to gain energy from it. As long as you see this clearly, you will realize that it doesn't matter whether you eat or not." Bo Saixi put down his hand.

"Why should I realize this?"

Qin Jian held his arms in his arms: "Are you going to kill happiness with your own hands? Why do you do that?"

"Kill happiness with your own hands?"

The gentle smile on Bo Saixi's face was slightly startled: "Have I killed the joy of eating with my own hands?"

Qin Jian smiled and said: "Isn't life made up of small pleasures? If you don't do anything but meditate now, what's the point?"

"I thought," Bo Saixi said softly, "I thought it would save a lot of time and make me practice faster."

"Set up the basics and pursue the weak."

Qin Jian criticized him mercilessly.

"Why do you say that?" Bo Saixi looked at him curiously.

"Let me give you a chestnut," Qin Jian stretched out a finger and shook it: "We all know that if you want to live a prosperous life, hard currency such as soul coins is essential, so many ordinary people go back The pursuit of soul coins, the endless pursuit of more and more soul coins..."

"But think about it, soul coins are just a medium. Pursuing soul coins is for a better life and to live a happier life. But why do so many people regard the medium of soul coins as their only pursuit in the end?"

He smiled slightly: "I think that aside from its function of exchanging the things we want, the Soul Coin itself cannot directly bring happiness, but will instead bring anxiety."

"What you mean is," Bo Saixi said thoughtfully: "The cultivation of our soul masters is not the most original pursuit. The power brought by cultivation is to serve other goals. If I give up what should be brought by cultivation for the sake of cultivation, The fun of it all, is putting the cart before the horse.”

"Yes, for me, cultivation is for happiness and freedom, so of course I will not give up happiness and freedom for the sake of cultivation. Even as long as these two points can be guaranteed, I don't have to practice at all..."

Qin Jian looked at Bo Saixi: "What about you? What is the purpose of practicing? Have you ever given up what you originally wanted to get through practicing for the sake of practicing?"

"me?"

Bo Saixi looked at his hands: "I practice to maintain my youthful appearance so that I can wait until the day you arrive. Therefore, I am not putting the cart before the horse, I am just giving up some small fun..."

Qin Jian held his forehead and said sadly: "Then what were we doing in the past month?"

Bo Saixi glanced at him: "Didn't you say so yourself? If you don't know what to do, just do what I always do."

"As a result, I just sat there for a month..."

Qin Jian looked up at the sky, speechless and choked: "It's so painful..."

At this moment, he suddenly lowered his head and couldn't help but sniff lightly: "This smell... is it cooked?!"

Following the rich aroma of fish soup, Qin Jian immediately became excited.

Bo Saixi turned around, calmly turned off the heat, started the pot, and poured the fish fillet soup into the large bowl that had been prepared.

"Zi la..."

You can even see high-temperature steam rising from the side of the bowl.

Qin Jian picked up the chopsticks easily.

"Snapped."

Bo Saixi immediately slapped his paw away and said angrily: "Have you washed your hands?"

Qin Jian's cheeks twitched: "We are all titled Douluo, do we still need to wash our hands?"

Bo Saixi picked up the bowl and put it on the small table under the tree in the courtyard.

This is a big tree with pale pink flowers and leaves. If it wasn't 30 meters high, Qin Jian would have mistaken it for a cherry blossom tree.

"Eating is a ritual of a peaceful life, and so is washing your hands. Go ahead."

Bo Saixi pushed Qin Jian.

Qin Jian saw her pushing him slightly and suddenly smiled: "That's good, but I want you to help me wash it."

Bo Saixi: "???"

"How old are you?" she glanced.

Qin Jian chuckled: "It's only 10 years and 20 years old. Rounding it off, it's only 12 years old."

This is so shameless...

Bo Saixi pushed Qin Jian to the pool, and with a flick of his hand, clear water emerged out of thin air, filling the pool with a splash.

She grabbed Qin Jian's hands and sank into the water. She rubbed his hands subconsciously, but immediately paused.

This feels a bit strange for a man to wash his hands...

"All right."

Bo Saixi stopped decisively and directly pulled Qin Jian's hand up.

"Is that all right?"

Qin Jian had a big opinion: "Hey, do you want me to teach you the five-step hand washing technique?"

Bo Saixi turned around and left: "I don't really want to wash it, it's just a show."

Qin Jian immediately pulled her back: "Come, I'll teach you."

He took Bo Saisi's hand and sank it into the water. He washed his palms first, moistened his hands with running water, put his palms together and rubbed his fingers together.

Washing the finger joints on the back and sides, he rubbed the palms of his hands against Bo Saisi's hand along the finger joints, switching hands.

"you…"

The rubbing sensation on his hands came, and Bo Saixi's face slowly started to feel a little hot.

Has she ever experienced this kind of ambiguity...

Next, he washed the finger joints on the palm side. Qin Jian faced her palms, crossed his hands and rubbed them along the finger joints, which was no different from interlocking fingers.

Wash the back of her fingers, bend each finger joint, and let her put the back of her fingers on his palm with a half-clenched fist, rotate and rub.

Finally, he washed his thumb. Qin Jian held her thumb with one hand, rotated it and rubbed it, then switched hands...

It is said to be rubbing, but in fact there is no friction at all. It is better to say that it is just stroking.

Bo Saixi looked at Qin Jian's profile again and again, and finally confirmed that the man in front of him was a master of ambiguity, and she was like a toddler in front of him...

"Okay, it's your turn to wash me..."

Qin Jian stretched out his hand as a matter of course, as if he was really just washing his hands.

What else could Bo Saixi do? I had to learn from him and wash my hands in five steps...