How a sick heartthrob can refuse love [Quick Transmigration]

Qiu Yuliang suddenly felt a biting cold, and the water in the wooden basin seemed to be taken to the polar region? How long was it frozen? Day and night, at this moment, his palms were tingling, itchy, and pus-like.He felt his hidden love, really? really? Exactly? Existed in every inch of skin, every breath, making him face Ayou was like licking a needle covered in honey, reluctant to part with the sweetness , and also afraid of exposing the needle tip.

He didn't want the needle to stick between him and You, but he couldn't help himself not to lick that honey.If he was a woman, wouldn't he be able to pursue Ah You justifiably, without worrying about being regarded by Ah You as the group of people who treat him like a furnace.If Ayou is not a pure spiritual body, if they are not here? Yan Yunzong, how? Good...

Qiu Yuliang stood up from the ground, raised his smiling face, showing shiny white teeth, and said cheerfully, "I've finished washing it!"

Pianyou brushed back the sideburns that were blown to her mouth by the breeze, and responded with a smile: "Then you? What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you."

What do I want to eat?I want to lick You's fingers, I want to touch You's wrist, I want You to always only look at me.

"How much do I want to eat?! Vinegar fish with stalks, spicy tofu, and a big cup of roasted tea!"

"Is this too much? Haha, since Ah Liang has spoken, let's eat these." Pianyou raised his right hand as he spoke, and pointed to the kitchen with his slender jade white fingers, "Again ? Give me a hand, go and wrap the place where the corpse is with spiritual power."

Qiu Yuliang nodded with a smile, his face was as usual, as if cooking next to a dead body is an extremely common thing, and it is not worth making a fuss about.He walked quickly into the kitchen room, used his spiritual energy to cover the corpse, and made sure that there was no trace of bloody smell, and then shouted into the courtyard: "You, it's okay!"

Pianyou walked into the kitchen, smiled slightly: "You? Wait."

Then take out a grass carp, some beef, tofu, and watercress from the fresh-keeping storage ring specially stored for food.He also took out a kitchen knife from the knife cabinet, neatly picked off the grass carp's tenderloin, cut it into paper-thin fillets, and set it aside for ready use.Cut the beef into fine pieces with a sharp knife, and the watercress into fine pieces, ready for use.

Put in the pot, pour oil, stir-fry minced beef and crushed watercress, turn down the heat to low, add various seasonings and add tofu cut into small pieces, wait for the soup to slowly absorb the tofu, remove from the pot, and sprinkle with A layer of ground Sichuan peppercorns, put on a plate.Clear the pot again, add autumn oil, sesame oil, wine, salt, ginger, green onions, etc., stir-fry the toppings, boil them, serve them, and pour them into the plate with thin fish fillets, and the paper-thin fish fillets are sizzling. Ringing, it will be more than half ripe soon.At this time, the tea leaves in the coarse pottery roasted tea pots have been half-burnt on the charcoal fire, and they are picked up with a thick towel, uncovered, and the half-burnt tea leaves are poured into two porcelain bowls, poured into boiling water, and the tea leaves Fragrant blowing? Come.

In the kitchen, there are human corpses that have been dead for a long time on one side, and vegetables and flesh that have just been killed in battle on the other side, and the harmony is incomparable for a while.

Pieces of tofu, the red oil is attractive, tasted it quietly, the hot numbness and spicyness contained in the tender tofu suddenly exploded in the mouth, the minced beef did not overwhelm the host, but it made the tender tofu more spicy Xiangma people.Pick up another piece of fish, the sweet slices are fresh and crisp, with a wanton and refreshing taste.The hot big roasted tea, put it aside for a while, hold it quietly, blow it a few times? and take a sip slowly. The burnt aroma of the tea leaves is combined with the quiet taste of itself, which is much richer and richer than ordinary tea.

Fortunately, there are so many and complicated kinds of treasures in this world, you don't need to light a firewood for cooking, otherwise you won't be able to prepare a few dishes in a while.I heard that these various treasures with various functions were invented by a certain powerful monk in the previous generation, which really saved a lot of trouble for the secluded solitary life.

"Okay, let's go out to eat, we won't cook today, let's eat vegetables."

Qiu Yuliang, who was blinking all the time, quickly stood up from the corner and served the appetizers.The delicacies on the plate were beautiful and fragrant. Qiu Yuliang quickly stepped out of the kitchen door and placed the delicacies one by one on the stone table in the small courtyard.Pianyou smiled and walked over slowly, handed him chopsticks and a small plate, and Qiu Yuliang took it with a "hey hey" and sat down to eat.

Delicious, really delicious... The meat is tender and crisp, and the tofu is smooth and fragrant. Drinking a sip of tea, the burnt aroma enters the spleen.It was delicious in the world, but Qiu Yuliang felt a little distressed while eating it, with mixed flavors, unspeakably sour, and even the delicacies in his mouth were a bit bitter.

His seclusion... should have been highly praised by everyone, and it was a reward for stepping into the world, instead of being imprisoned in Yan Yunzong in a disguised form like now, and being talked about with obscene words.His You should have stood at the highest peak, and everyone else could only prostrate at his feet. It would be sacrilege to look up at him, instead of what it is now... treat You as a slave, as a furnace, as a plaything...

His You can only stay alone in this small yard, cook for himself, wash his own clothes... He knows that You don't care, and he enjoys cooking, but Qiu Yu Liang was just reluctant, and just wanted to hold this heart and let You step up, so as not to get dirty feet and shoes and socks when walking in the world.

But he can't, you don't need it.He can only be You's friend, playmate, or brother.Whether his body or internal organs are good, to You, they are worthless.

Qiu Yuliang swallowed the fish in his mouth, raised his eyelids, and said joyfully, "Ayou, it's really delicious. I'm so happy. Having tea, meat, and friends is life."

Hearing the words, Pianyou chuckled, picked up the tea bowl with plain hands, and said: "Come, replace wine with tea, let's have a toast."

"Done!"

With a sound of "jingle", the tea bowls of the two collided, and the tea also swayed with small? small? ripples.Qiu Yuliang looked at Pianyou's carefree and wanton smile, his heart felt numb and itchy, the porcelain bowl in his hand seemed to become something softer, slowly melting and congealing in the palm of his hand.The You You on the opposite side didn't feel anything, just like the famous scholars and talented scholars in the storybook, he was free and easy, free and easy, and willful and casual.

"Haha, really? It's Han Yeguo who came to drink tea for wine—" Pianyou chanted while drinking tea, "The bamboo stove soup is boiling and the fire is red. It's the same as usual, and the moon is in front of the window. It's different..."

After drinking the big roasted tea, Pianyou smiled: "Actually, these tastes are only one of thousands. If you can travel all over thousands of rivers and mountains, and taste all kinds of flavors, then it will really make people yearn for it."

"However, now, with corpses in the kitchen and gourmet food on the stone table, it's a unique experience. Life and death, life and death, life and death, desires, reincarnation upside down, who can tell?" I can tell."

The chaotic and blurred thoughts came back to his mind, Qiu Yuliang picked up a piece of tofu, put it on the remote plate, and said: "When other people die, they die, Ah You, you are different to me. ...You? Don't be like everyone else, okay?"

He smiled faintly: "Ah Liang, I will always leave this world before you. The pure spirit and holy body can generally live for six to seventy years, no different from ordinary people. A monk Fight against the earth, fight against the sky, fight for life with all your might, a hundred years, a thousand years, ascension, immortality... Ah Liang, you must work hard to be immortal."

Qiu Yuliang's chopsticks stopped? Suddenly, a trace of sadness, mourning and unwillingness flashed across his face.Pure Spirit Eucharist is originally the Holy Spirit descended from heaven, its appearance is gifted by God and it is immortal. If there is no outsider to rob it, it is just here? After passing through the world once, when the time comes, or a hundred years or a thousand years, it will return to heaven, and the body? Dissipate into a vast spiritual power, to protect the land?Ayou was originally the prince of the small world, the holy spirit bestowed by God, born to protect that country, but now he is imprisoned in Yan Yunzong and becomes a tool for monks to improve their cultivation, with their lifespan shortened and their dignity lost .What kind of bullshit monks are fighting against the sky, just stealing the sky? That's all.The desire is endless, how many villages and how many good sons and daughters have been ruined because of these large monks.

Qiu Yuliang picked up a piece of fish, and started to eat it with a calm expression.The fish in his mouth is sweet, crispy and delicious, but his thoughts are hard to hide his sorrow.I will definitely win the Soul Seizing Conference, I must win...

"As for me," Pianyou rested her chin and smiled slightly, "I have my own way to go, don't worry about me, Ah Liang."

The gentle words slowly dissipated in the courtyard, no? There was no echo, but Qiu Yuliang chewed the fish more and more slowly, the meat slices in his mouth rubbed against the soft flesh in his mouth like fine stones, and he felt festering pain .Can't do it, secluded, I can't do it.

"Would you like to eat some fruit? To relieve the tiredness." Pianyou looked at Qiu Yuliang's almost frozen state and asked.

"Okay." Qiu Yuliang raised his head, showing a big smile, "I want delicious and juicy big fruit."

Pianyou smiled and nodded, got up, walked to the water tank, took out two peaches from the storage ring, and washed them carefully with clean water.

He returned to the stone table, reached out and handed over a pink peach, and smiled: "Here."

Qiu Yuliang took the peach, and the skin touched by his fingers was like silk that could not be grasped, and soon slipped off, only the remaining sporadic water droplets showed that it was not an illusion.His You took the peach and ate it one bite at a time, a little juice stained his lips, and the red lips were slightly moistened with a faint gleam.He wanted to stretch out his hand to help You wipe it, with his thumb, little by little? Wipe it clean.Then? Stretch out your hand, suck your thumb, and see if the juice on your lips is really so sweet? It makes people feel thirsty just looking at it.

He didn't want to leave the little courtyard, especially tonight.So he said: "Ah, Yun Yuan is really not in Beiwang Mountain now, can I stay here for one night?"

He lowered his eyelashes, looking very lonely: "Actually, today...is my mother's birthday..."

Pianyou paused while eating the peach, a veil of pity welled up in his eyes, after chewing the peach in his mouth, he smiled softly: "Okay."

At night, because Qiu Yuliang's clothes were scratched in the secret realm, the inner clothes were not spared either.Pianyou had no choice but to find her own underwear to change for him.Qiu Yuliang wore the underwear that had touched Ayou's skin, and felt an illusion of skin-to-skin contact, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.Touching the silk cloth around my waist, perhaps yesterday or a few days ago was touching Ah You's slender waist, the inner garment that wrapped her body also wrapped Ah You's cool body like jade, even The more private parts were also wrapped by this shirt.It was as if Ayou was standing naked in front of him, and gently put his weak hands on his shoulders, and his legs slowly clamped around his waist.

They are so close to each other that nothing else can melt in.

"Go to sleep." Pianyou raised his elbows from the bed and called, black hair slowly fell down his back, piled up around his waist like satin, "it's late at night."

Qiu Yuliang came back to his senses, smiled and said hello, then folded his clothes and gently climbed onto the bed, sleeping on his side.

The body that was close at hand was slightly hot and fragrant. His fingers trembled and opened, carefully pinching a strand of black hair.The hair was slightly cool, but like a needle in the back of a poisonous bee, it burned Qiu Yuliang's fingers with uninterrupted redness, swelling and heat.

The author has something to say: [1] The poem comes from "Cold Night" [Song] Du Lei

Original text: In the cold night, guests come to drink tea as wine, and the bamboo stove soup boils and becomes red.As usual, the moon in front of the window is different if there are plum blossoms.

Translation: On a winter night, guests came, served tea as wine, and told the boy to make tea. The flames in the stove began to glow, and the water was boiling in the pot, making the room warm.The moonlight shone in front of the window, and it was no different from usual, except that there were a few plum blossoms in front of the window blooming faintly under the moonlight, and the fragrance was striking.This makes today's moonlight look extraordinarily different from the past.

[2] The dishes in this chapter refer to Mr. Wang Zengqi's "Five Flavors" and video resources on the Internet.