The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Chapter 99

After the previous stunned.

When Ji Xue used her proficient skills to take over the remaining ingredients, Nan Sixian could barely accept it.

Not caring about the fact that the identity of the chef was taken away, she casually pulled a chair and sat down, resting her chin with her hands and kicking her legs to enjoy the spectacle of Jian Chi turning into a cook.

After all, she herself knows her shameful little skills.

As a conscientious girl who stays at home, [-]% of her food and drink are supported by takeaways, and her cooking skills are limited to the most basic skills of cooking and eating.

Just miss the original world and spend New Year's Eve. It would be great to have someone who is good at cooking.

not to mention----

"Tsk tsk tsk, how can you even look so good at cooking, you are such a deadly little fairy!"

With a grotesquely thick voice, Nan Sixian squeezed his chin like the second generation ancestor, watching the busy Ji Xue flirt with indecently.

Habitually rolled up the cuffs to reveal half of her fair arms, Ruxue's long hair was neatly coiled into dignified and elegant balls, and the cold expression between her eyebrows and eyes softened unexpectedly.

Is it because the cooking skills of recreating memories brought me into the state at that time?

In a trance.

The life-threatening swordsman Leng Feng seemed to be possessed by a well-behaved and sensible little girl, naturally exuding a gentle and virtuous aura.

The extraordinarily strong contrast is a bit surprising.

Still, the feeling isn't bad.

"..."

Ji Xue, who was addicted to the memories, couldn't help but froze, restrained the dissipated warmth in self-criticism, and let the temperature of the kitchen drop a lot with a sullen face.

At the same time, the tips of her soft ears were slightly red.

Although I don't understand the words like the deadly little fairy, but it is certain that she is being praised for her beauty.

With such a seductive appearance imprinted in their eyes, some people couldn't help but want to pounce on her and eat her in one bite, savoring the beauty of bone-cutting and soul-shattering.

It's a pity, considering what happened on New Year's Eve, I still exerted great perseverance to hold on.

Now do some entertainment that you love to do, in case you are not careful...

Uh, okay.

Yes, she will definitely play it.

At that time, no matter how quickly it is resolved, I am afraid that I will not be able to get up until the next day. This is the only time of New Year's Eve, if I miss it, it will be gone.

there is none left……

Youyou sighed.

Nan Sixian swept away the blood-red countdown that jumped out with a gloomy expression.

To soothe himself, he seemed to raise his eyes to look at the beauty he loved deeply, but he only felt the pain in his heart, silently submerging the eyes full of astringency in his gaze.

The trembling snow is blurred, tears are buried in the heart, a few strands of hope are bloody, and the flames of despair are smudged.

original.

When joining hands to grow together becomes a luxury, when staying together for eternity turns into a dream.

Once upon a time, the sweet tenderness will also become such clear pain, and the beauty once upon a time, will also become such a painful burning of the soul.

If you know that parting will be a pain in the end, it's not as good as seeing each other for the first time in Wugu, looking at each other with a smile and passing by.

...Perhaps, there is no need to face such a cruel choice.

With a lot of thoughts, two lines of tears slid down the curve of the cheeks, blurring the busy figure of the woman.

Ji Xue didn't turn her head, but she couldn't hide the sound of the sword.

The steaming white mist drenched the eyelashes, and the strength lost for a moment, and the snow-colored ice skate in his hand was stained with fresh blood.

A slight pain surged up, and instantly poured into overflowing bitterness.

He wiped away the scars on his fingertips expressionlessly, tried to maintain Gujing's tone, and said slowly: "You blue-grained fish, what do you want to do by cutting it into wide or narrow slices?"

If she doesn't open her mouth, she won't expose it.

The usual frosty state is just a sharp weapon to embellish one's mood.

A question that changed the subject gently helped Nan Sixian regain his senses, and wiped away tears in a panic.

"Yes, ah, it's for making sashimi!" After checking that there were no tears left, she stammered, "Uh, it's a way to eat fish sliced ​​into thin slices."

"Flakes?"

"Yeah!" Nan Sixian said with a dry smile, "Cut it into hazy and translucent moon halo, it melts in your mouth, it's delicious!"

Ji Xue said quietly: "But when I look at your previous "thin slices", it seems that it is a bit difficult to let the light pass through. It must be... because I have intervened and the work has not been completed yet?"

Nan Sixian: "..."

She choked enough to say a word, she really didn't have the face to say that she had tried her best.

"Ha, haha." Nan Sixian struggled to climb down the steps, her eyes darting wildly, pretending to look around, "Of course, I just cut the pieces and thought about wrapping the dumplings first, and here you are."

He stopped and picked up the handkerchief beside him and wiped his hands.

Ji Xue nodded and backed away a few steps, raised her eyebrows and signaled: "If you think about it, this fish should not be stored for a long time, I won't delay, come and continue, your...moon halo."

Quiet, eerily quiet.

Nan Sixian's neck was stiff, and she just wanted to find Jingjing when she met Ji Xue's serious eyes.

How can anyone be so incapable of chatting? !

Can't you tell if you're bragging?

Normally, one ear is listening to the other ear leaking out, and you can just listen to it and enjoy it. Why do you want to drive ducks to the shelves like a public execution!

It was no longer choking enough but wanting to die.

Nan Sixian, who was bitter and hated, walked over to the guillotine with his eyes closed and his neck stuck.

With one hand holding the fish in a cat's paw position, with the other hand he picked up Jixue's special ice skates, imitating the super chef in his impression to pose in a dignified manner.

The grandmaster's aura spread silently, but he couldn't hold back his next move.

nonsense!

She won't at all!

He bit his lips tightly, his cheeks flushed with anxiety.

Nan Sixian's heart sank gradually, and the hand holding the knife fell on the cutting board in frustration.

Let's admit it honestly, isn't it just bragging?

Thinking of this in her mind, she turned her head and was about to speak, when she suddenly felt two plump lumps of softness pressing against her back.

The tangy and cool aroma filled the air, and both hands were gently covered.

It's Jixue.

"I, I want to learn all of a sudden." The overlapped right hands started to hold the skates, "Come and teach me, okay?"

That being said, the movements of the hands are dominated by her.

The snow-like beauty hugged Nan Sixian tightly, and the frost-white ice knife sliced ​​through the crystal clear fish meat, and in an instant, countless sashimi slices as thin as cicada's wings floated down.

"you……"

Not knowing whether to be annoyed or happy, Nan Sixian turned her head to stare at Ji Xue in a daze, speechless for a long time.

He was clearly the culprit, yet he was so gentle that it made people feel warm from the bottom of their hearts.

It's abominable.

***

At about ten o'clock at night, the New Year's Eve dinner that Nan Sixian conceived and made by Ji Xue was finally set.

Dumplings with leek and pork, braised short ribs, boiled shrimp, fried rapeseed with mushrooms, tomato and egg soup, and of course the most conspicuous thing in the middle...the chilled sea bream mountain!

Well, it is the sashimi that Nan Sixian made "by himself".

As for why she called this strange dish name, it is said that she wanted to imitate the signature dish of a well-known chef in her hometown.

to this end.

After Nan Sixian finished cutting the sashimi, she seriously threw her skates on the ground...it didn't break.

Anyway, Ji Xue did it.

Based on thousand-year-old ice, transformed into rootless water for protection, engraved with the sword intent of reincarnation, its firmness is no less than that of ordinary flying swords.

Wouldn't it be funny if it could break when dropped on the ground?

Of course, it ended up pitifully becoming the fragments of a huge iceberg.

Who let the owner dote on Nan Sixian so much, the little girl stomped her feet and pouted with a mournful face, she dared to blow up the stars in the sky.

The little snow-colored ice skates are not worth seeing.

"Dinner is ready, dinner is ready!" Excitedly pulling Ji Xue, who was walking slowly, to a seat, Nan Sixian impatiently picked up the chopsticks and bit them in his mouth, "Which one should we eat first?"

The aroma is overflowing and refreshing.

Reproducing my mother's technique with amazing memory, the quality of the dishes on this table is almost comparable to that of a top-class restaurant chef, but the dishes do not match each other.

However, it was originally a matter of picking what one liked to eat, so naturally there was no problem with this.

Happily gesticulating to and fro, Nan Sixian finally decided to try fried chicken first.

Leaning forward, she slightly raised the tip of her chin towards Ji Xue, then narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth.

Obviously, it's about playing the feeding game.

Ji Xue understood immediately, picked up a piece of golden fried chicken and blew it before reaching her mouth: "It's still a little hot, be careful not to hurt your tongue."

Pampering is too much.

There's no way that Tiancheng's thunder-tribulation body would be scalded by hot oil, even the real fire of Samadhi from the old Taoists might not be able to make her feel pain.

With a dumbfounded smile, he bit the fried chicken nuggets, and Nan Sixian's half-opened eyes were filled with a sweet taste.

This makes the crispy and juicy fried chicken look a bit sweet.

"It's delicious, be careful to get your clothes dirty." Ji Xue watched sullenly as the tip of her tongue twisted the chicken nuggets strangely, and picked up a handkerchief to help her wipe the oil dripping from the corners of her mouth.

The target person tilted his head to the left, and flexibly dodged the blow.

A sly look flashed in his eyes.

Nan Sixian bit the fried chicken vaguely, smiled like a little fox and said, "It's delicious, it's too wasteful to wipe it with a handkerchief..."

"Then, tell me." Ji Xue put down the handkerchief after glancing at her, and asked in a low voice, "How should I wipe it?"

Swallowed the fried chicken nuggets in one bite.

Pressing the table with both hands, the girl leaned forward, stretched her neck, and rubbed her soft lips against the cold lips, demonstrating the true and correct approach with active actions.

"Of course, it has to be like this!"

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