Live Streaming in Ancient Times [Transmigration Book]

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It is said that he lived with Tan Jingliu, but in fact it was just a farmer's house, and it seemed that he had found a temporary place to live.

"Engong, come in quickly, this is here." Tan Jingliu said as she pushed open the door in front of her.

Xie Tinghan heard that the benefactor on the left and the benefactor on the right were also awkward, so he couldn't help but interrupted: "Don't call me benefactor, call me..." Xie Tinghan suddenly paused, asking if he can't now Said that he is called Xie Tinghan, after all, there is indeed a little Xie Tinghan in Shangjing in this era.

"What's the matter?" Tan Jingliu pushed open the bedroom door and couldn't help turning around and asked, "But it's really not good to keep calling you Engong Engong, and I don't know your name yet."

Xie Tinghan thought for a while in silence, and finally sighed helplessly: "Call me Han Ting."

"Han Ting." Tan Jingliu chewed the name in his mouth, and a dark light flashed in his eyes: "Then I will call you Brother Han." The whole person is a little cute again.

But Xie Tinghan doesn't think that this little fox really thinks of himself as "Brother Han" in all sincerity.

Xie Tinghan walked into the room, it was already dark outside, the room looked a bit dark, Tan Jingliu took two steps inside and lit a candle, the dim yellow candlelight shone in the room, Xie Tinghan hadn't felt it for a long time This is a slightly shabby environment.

Simply looking around for a week, the room is not big but it has everything it should have. There is a bed on the side of the room, and I don't know if it can sleep two people.

"Well, Uncle Liu should have rested, the old man went to bed early, why don't Brother Han squeeze with me today." Although he said to let him squeeze together, the slightly stiff back made Xie Tinghan feel uncomfortable. His resistance was evident at a glance.

He was too lazy to be difficult, he sighed and turned around to leave the room: "Forget it, I saw a stone table outside, I will spend the night there tonight." Turned around and walked out the door.

"Eh?..." Tan Jingliu stood at the door and watched the young man who was a head and a half taller than him just sit down on the stone bench like that, leaning slightly sideways, leaning on the stone table with his elbows, closing his eyes and recuperating.

He couldn't help but also heaved a sigh of relief. To be honest, until now he felt that Xie Tinghan looked at him very strangely, as if he was looking at some important person, but it was not the way he was looking at a friend, which always made him feel very strange.

The only reason to bring him back is because of the Lord Xie Hou who was mentioned by the young master who competed with him. I don’t know if this person is really related to that Xie Hou. If he can really go to Beijing this time, Climbing up to Lord Xie, the next thing will be relatively simple for him.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the voice of the person sitting outside: "Come in, it's cold, don't get sick from the cold."

Tan Jingliu paused, and slowly said: "Okay." Then he turned around and closed the door gently, Tan Jingliu had a slight illusion, he felt that Xie Tinghan seemed to know that he was on guard against him, although he felt a little sorry, but after all he is now Being alone, it is always right to be careful alone, and the little bit of guilt in my heart will disappear when I think of this.

The next day, Tan Jingliu was woken up by the sound of sword dancing in the yard. He was also surprised. He didn't expect that there was a person who might covet him outside the door. In the end, he fell asleep for the first time in the past few days. Sleep.

Tan Jingliu slowly opened the window, and the sun came in through the gap of the window. He squinted his eyes unconsciously for a while, and when he recovered, his eyes unconsciously followed the person under the sun.

He had to admit that Xie Tinghan did have a skin that he envied, handsome and heroic, and his whole person looked upright and sunny, especially when dancing swords, his whole person exuded strength and beauty from his arms to his waist and abdomen, It looks even more upright.

This is not like him at all, his skin is too soft and soft, and his whole body is also thin and weak, he always looks weak and sick.

Maybe Tan Jingliu was too focused, Xie Tinghan also noticed his gaze, and couldn't help but look in the direction of his gaze.The morning sun hit Tan Jingliu's face through the gap in the window, and his already white skin became more transparent. Maybe he was thinking about something or he got up too early. Tan Jingliu's gaze was somewhat Trance.

Xie Tinghan put down the sword in his hand and walked towards Tan Jingliu, couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed the man's head: "Didn't sleep well? Did I wake you up?" Did he mean to be with someone on purpose? The main reason for getting closer was that Tan Jingliu's slightly soft eyes made him feel like he was back in the past for a moment, and he rubbed his hands on the other's head unconsciously.

When their hands touched each other's hair, both of them froze for a moment as far as they could see. Xie Tinghan lowered his wrist as if nothing had happened, and coughed unconsciously.

Tan Jingliu looked at the slightly embarrassed person in front of him and suddenly felt a little relaxed for no reason.

"Ding Dong, I noticed that the favorability value of the mainline character [Tan Jingliu] has increased by 5 points, and the current favorability value is 10 points. Players please make persistent efforts."

Xie Tinghan was taken aback by the sudden system sound, and he didn't know what he had done.

"Brother Han, what's the matter?" Although they were all called Brother Han, it seemed that Tan Jingliu's address seemed a little more sincere at this time.

"It's nothing." Xie Tinghan hurriedly adjusted his mood. Although he didn't know what made Tan Jingliu happy, it's always good to add points. Thinking of this, he swept away the haze of yesterday's consecutive points reduction, and suddenly Feeling better: "Didn't you have breakfast? What do you want to eat? Brother Han will make it for you." Then he walked towards the kitchen.

"Eh?" Tan Jingliu didn't realize it for a while. In this era where gentlemen are far away from cooking, the man who can cook is still a man who looks like a son of a rich family. It is really hard to believe that he can cook. What a delicious meal to cook.

But looking at Xie Tinghan's cheerfulness, Tan Jingliu felt that she should stop throwing cold water on it, so she showed her signature smile: "Okay, what will Brother Han do? I will eat whatever you want."

Hearing his compliments, Xie Tinghan couldn't help laughing and joked: "Little fox, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, just stand there and wait to eat."

Tan Jingliu was stunned by his unexpected "little fox bastard" for a moment and even forgot to refute.At that moment, he didn't know how to react, mainly because he had never been called that.

Xie Tinghan also found that he had made some slips of the tongue, but since the words had already been spoken, it was not easy to go back on his word. He coughed a little uncomfortably, then turned to Tan Jingliu and said, "There is a lot of oily smoke here, go outside and wait to eat That's it."

"En." Although Tan Jingliu agreed with her mouth, she didn't move at all in her actions. She just found a small stool and sat there, stretching her neck from time to time to look into the wok that Xie Tinghan was frying. He tried his best to keep calm, but the blinking eyes still revealed his curiosity and wonder.

After about ten minutes, the food stir-fried in the pot gradually emitted an aroma. Even the farm uncle who got up early in the morning smelled it and found it. Tan Jingliu even stood up from the stool and looked at Xie Tinghan. He was really surprised. Does this person really have anything to do with Xie Hou?Otherwise, would it be difficult for the majestic son of the Hou's mansion to learn how to cook every day?

Of course Xie Tinghan knew what was going on in Tan Jingliu's mind. He thought that when he was ordered by Tan Jingliu to cook for the first time, he cooked a good dish. At that time, Tan Jingliu was amazed for a long time. But in fact, he didn't expect Xie Tinghan to cook anything, at best it was just a joke, but he didn't expect Xie Tinghan to cook really good dishes.

Xie Tinghan still remembers Tan Jingliu teasing him while elegantly sandwiching vegetables: "Could it be that Mr. Xie discovered that you were a cooking genius when you were young, so he wanted to train you to be a fire leader?" Said It seemed that he also found that what he said was funny, biting his chopsticks and looking at him with a foxy smile: "That's not okay, you can't cook for other men."

Xie Tinghan still remembered that he knocked on the edge of his bowl with his chopsticks a little speechlessly: "Don't make trouble, eat your meal."

Thinking of this, Xie Tinghan couldn't help showing a smile: "When I was young, my father thought I was a cooking genius, so he wanted me to be a fire leader when I grow up."

"Ah?" Tan Jingliu became a little messed up when he heard what he said, and Xie Tinghan laughed out loud when he saw the man's expression of believing it was true.

Tan Jingliu also found that the man seemed to be joking to make her happy, so she glared at him angrily.

Xie Tinghan found that although Tan Jingliu seemed to have more eyes than others when he was a teenager, he was still a little more innocent in the end. Compared with some words, it was easier to trust people, but it was more interesting this way.

The farmer's uncle had to go to work in the field early in the morning, so Xie Tinghan packed some food for him and the old man left.Only Tan Jingliu and Xie Tinghan were left in this yard.

The two sat at the small table in the yard and ate face to face. Xie Tinghan asked casually: "By the way, did you participate in the competition yesterday? Is it possible that you really want to have a good time with the lady who is an oiran?"

Tan Jingliu didn't expect him to say this, and he immediately calmed down and said: "How could it be? I just heard that although Yueming City is located on the border, the style of writing is actually popular, and the Hualou is actually well-known for a long time, and it will be held once a year. Poetry contest, the winner of the conference seems to have only got a moment of companionship with the oiran lady on the surface, but in fact the name of the winner will be widely spread."

"And I'm going to Beijing for the exam this year, so I took the top position in this poem and prose list. It will be much more convenient for me to meet dignitaries or ask for a teacher when I go to Beijing in the future."

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