The male partner is so cute

Qing Yao thinks that studying is such a boring thing, he can always find a chance to interrupt this monk, and then the two of them will naturally get out together.

However, the ideal is plump, but the reality is very skinny.

In fact, since Qing Yao and the little monk entered the room, they never took their eyes off the scroll.

Don't mention the matter of seduction anymore, Qing Yao is almost tired of this endless dish of extremely boring three-character scriptures.

This monk reads like he reads scriptures, and Qing Yao scratches his head when he hears it.

"At the beginning of human beings...uh...nature is good, sexuality...sex is similar, habits..." He stumbled while reading, learning to shake his head, but almost fainted himself.

Li Le told him the pronunciation and usage word by word. The monster frowned, as if he had a deep hatred for these words.

He was impatient when he learned, but he was really smart. He could memorize any words after being taught once, but he didn't quite understand the meaning, so he just memorized how to read them.

Even so, Li Le was very pleased with his spirituality. The students were smart, so the teacher taught them more seriously.

Now Qing Yao's head is full of the buzzing sound of reading, he deeply feels that this is not good, he wants to break the endless reading.

When he raised his eyes, he saw the writing brush on the table.

He suddenly had an idea and thought of a way.

He slightly adjusted the expression on his face, and said, "I'm a little tired from reading, how about... let's practice calligraphy."

He reached out to take down the brush.

He thought to himself that he must hold his hand when teaching him to write, and when the two had physical contact, he was afraid that he would not be able to hook this person.

Seeing his blinking eyes, Li Le's eyes were quite seductive, and he understood immediately.

"You must do things step by step. Your foundation is still shallow, so you must first read these three-character scriptures before you practice writing."

"At that time, combined with the main points of the book, we can draw inferences from one instance."

Qing Yao was a little impatient.

Li Le nodded slightly, and said: "The teaching is not strict and the teacher will fall. Don't blame the poor monk for strict requirements."

Qing Yao showed a smile, and said repeatedly: "It's too late for Qing Yao to like little master, so how could he blame little master."

Li Le nodded without answering.

Qing Yao's eyes turned, and she was suddenly full of charm.

His skin was extremely fair, and his eyes were like peach apricots. It was really exciting to look at someone so directly, but it was a pity that he was looking at Li Le.

His hand quietly wanted to attach this person, but the moment he was about to get close, the person suddenly took a step back.

A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he held it back very well.

"Master Miaoshan, will you be able to teach me how to write as long as I can recite these three-character scriptures?"

Li Le thought for a moment, and said, "It's best to memorize it by heart."

Qing Yao's face froze, and then he evoked a smile.

He snorted lightly and said, "What's so difficult about this?"

But Li Le didn't miss the stiffness in his smile.

His lips curved slightly invisibly.

"Continue...." Qing Yao said shyly.

Li Le pursed his lips and said: "I just said this sentence, jade is not polished, it is not perfect, people don't learn, and they don't know righteousness..."

"Beautiful jade needs to be carved before it can become an exquisite utensil. The same is true for people. If you don't learn, you can't become a talent."

Qing Yao: He is not human...

So, it's all nonsense.

Li Le saw him listening to his explanation with a suppressed temper, and knowing that he was impatient, he couldn't help slowing down his voice, and said each word several times in detail.

Qingyao became impatient at first, and then gradually he was able to ask him when he met someone he didn't understand.

But after a while, the morning passed.

"Let's stop here today. The poor monk is exhausted seeing the benefactor, why not come back tomorrow for the rest."

Qing Yao nodded, his mind was so messed up with those written books, it was only when he walked out that he realized that he had really started to learn the books, and completely forgot about the seduction.

What the hell!

Qing Yao cursed secretly.

The little monk's speech was different from those pedantic scholars, and it was quite interesting.

The lunch was still made by Qingyao, Li Le ate the vegetarian food made by this person, and couldn't help but sigh, this person really can go out of the hall and into the kitchen.

It's a pity....It's a man, but also a demon.

When Song Yunxuan came back, the food was already ready.

While eating the food, he couldn't stop praising Qing Yao, but Li Le felt awkward listening to it.

This Song Yunxuan is good everywhere, but he is a person who does not distinguish between grains and grains. Even cooking a meal can be burnt or burnt, let alone cooking. It is hard to imagine how much he ate every day before Qing Yao came. What.

When he thought of the relationship between the two in the plot later, he felt a shock in his heart.

In the original plot, it was because of Qing Yao's good cooking skills that Song Yunxuan first had a good impression of him, what to say, marrying a wife should be like this, and then the two became more and more intimate, so Qing Yao deceived him so easily went.

Since he wants to save this monster, he should make him an upright monster instead of engaging in these improper relationships, and he should keep Song Yunxuan away from him as soon as possible.

Li Le was thinking about this side, when Song Yunxuan over there took a bite of rice and said, "Qing Yao, who did you learn your cooking skills from? These rough wild game can also make such delicious food. It would be great if you can marry a wife."

After hearing this, Qing Yao couldn't help being stunned.

He looked up at Song Yunxuan, and unconsciously gave him a shy and coquettish smile.

Seeing him looking at him in such a posture, Song Yunxuan couldn't help being stunned for a while, and when he recovered, he felt a little ashamed.

So, that night, Li Le cooked the dinner.

No matter what Qing Yao said, Li Le still entered the kitchen.

"Monks have always ignored worldly things, master, go back quickly, don't let these things get your hands dirty." Even Song Yunxuan also came to dissuade him.

Li Le really wanted to ask, who are you going to cook this meal?

Qingyao?

To grab a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach. I think that's how he gained Mu Qinghan's favorability in this way in his previous life.

That monster has bad intentions for treating you like this.

Li Le really wanted to go up and pat this man's head twice, he finally realized the heartache that the original owner had when facing Song Yunxuan.

In the end, he just glanced lightly, and the two said: "Don't you think monks can cook?"

The two outside the house looked at each other, but neither dared to speak.

Before he stepped into the kitchen, he suddenly remembered something, stopped in his tracks, and said, "Qing Yao, come with me."

Just as Song Yunxuan was about to say something, Li Le stood in front of him. His expression was calm, and there was a reassuring silence between his brows. He clasped his hands together, and first nodded and said "Amitabha".

He said again: "Benefactor, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring. Since Qing Yao and I have both received your favor, let us do it."

After Li Le finished speaking, he went over to pull Qingyao.

Song Yunxuan stared blankly at the two of them walking into the kitchen hand in hand....

When Li Le realized the tenderness in his hand, he panicked inexplicably.

But he still put on an indifferent look, suddenly he felt his palm was scratched by the man with his fingers, and when he raised his eyes, he met Qing Yao's beautiful face.

He let go abruptly, feeling quite uncomfortable in his heart, but his face didn't show the slightest bit.

A soft smile appeared on Qing Yao's face, he took a sneak peek, but saw that the man had no expression on his little gesture.

He thought to himself, this person is really meaningless.

"Benefactor, I have offended you." The monk closed his palms and nodded slightly.

From Qing Yao's perspective, he has a slender and elegant neck, and his facial features are regular, with the air of abstinence and indifference inherent in those damned monks.

Seeing that Qing Yao didn't speak, Li Le stopped looking at him and walked to the stove by himself, ready to light a fire and cook.

Just as he was about to bend down to pick up the scattered firewood from the ground beside him, Qing Yao preempted him.

"I come."

While speaking, he quickly threw away the firewood and stuffed it into the stove.

For some reason, Qing Yao just felt that the temperament in this person didn't seem like he could cook.

He subconsciously felt that what this person said to Song Yunxuan just now was all random nonsense...

He doesn't want to eat mushy rice...

As a sprite, besides eating human flesh, he is also a cannibal. Moreover, he has a picky mouth, so he can't bear to eat unpalatable food, so he can only cook it himself.

Qing Yao was choking a few times when he was making a fire, he raised his face and coughed a few times, then he glanced away and suddenly saw that person was chopping vegetables.

Qing Yao was so frightened that he immediately ran over, but saw that the man was familiarly cutting a piece of potato with a kitchen knife. After the potato was cut into slices, he cut the potato into shreds. The crystal clear potato shreds fell down with the sound of the knife colliding with the chopping board.

Qing Yao just stared blankly at him as he cut up the whole potato and put it on a plate.

Seeing him standing there blankly, Li Le said, "Come here and help me wash these dishes."

Qingyao saw that he was orderly in the kitchen, with ease, and saw that his knife skills were really beautiful, so he knew that this person was not good at cooking.

Not only can he do it, but judging by his knife skills, he might even do it very well.

Qing Yao was quite surprised, remembering that this person told him to wash the vegetables, he didn't like to be ordered around, but at the moment he was trying to please this person, so he saw that one person in the kitchen was directing the other to do the work, and he also cooperated with it. methodical.

Dinner was fried potato shreds and cabbage vermicelli soup, and steamed the snow-white steamed buns that Song Yunxuan brought back from outside. After the table, the other two were also very satisfied.

The steamed buns are soft and delicious, and then drink a sip of the rich vermicelli soup, paired with the crisp and refreshing potato shreds. It is obviously the simplest dish, but Li Le made it even more delicious than the meat.

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms.

Qing Yao was still shaking his head and reciting the boring Three-Character Classic, his mouth was parched, and those black words printed on the yellowish paper looked like monsters baring their teeth and claws, and he frowned deeply.

And Li Le was also in the room, doing something.

On the second day, when Qingyao, with two huge dark circles under his eyes, recited the entire Three Character Classic for the little monk in front of him, the little monk nodded in satisfaction.

Qing Yao's face was quite smug with a smile, and it also brought some youthful vigor.

"Then...Little Master, you can teach Qing Yao now..." Qing Yao's eyes were filled with charm, he stretched out his hand to get the writing brush on the rack, but the person in front of him got up suddenly.

Qing Yao was taken aback.

I saw this person throwing a slightly thicker book to me.

There are two words "copybook" written on it.

"This is…"

"Its name is 'Copyright', and the poor monk's fonts are not good-looking. In it, I included a variety of fonts, and the benefactor attached a piece of paper to practice according to this. The benefactor is so smart, he must be able to learn a good handwriting. "

Qing Yao:...