[Comprehensive] Where did I wear today

"what……"

In the middle of the night, Ling Huan hugged himself and curled up into a ball, groaning unconsciously, his face was pale, cold sweat kept falling down, his lips were bitten, and the faint smell of iron rust permeated the room.

In a blink of an eye, Si Jue appeared in the room. He quickly stepped forward to check on Ling Huan's situation, opened his clenched lips and teeth, and released the ravaged | extremely miserable lips.

Aning also appeared in the room immediately after, with Su Yue behind her.

Su Yue stroked Si Jue away, and pressed her forehead against Ling Huan's sweat-drenched forehead, her thoughts constantly converging.

Su Yue frowned, her tone a little dissatisfied, "I just left for a while, how could the fusion speed be accelerated so much?"

Si Jue frowned and said nothing.

Ah Ning smiled wryly: "You know, Ah Ling looks heartless but is actually extremely sensitive. We have too many restrictions on his behavior, if we don't relax a little bit, I'm afraid he will collapse before he notices anything."

Lightly tap with fingertips, ripples appeared in the air, Su Yue took out a blue brocade box from it.As soon as the brocade box was opened, a delicate fragrance floated inwardly, inside the box was a tender yellow bud tip like jade, on which flickering light kept flickering.

Su Yue held up the bud tip and brought it to Ling Huan. As soon as it reached his lips, the bud tip turned into light and automatically entered Ling Huan's body.

The pain on Ling Huan's face lessened slightly, and he gradually returned to calm, and finally fell asleep peacefully after a long while.

Su Yue brushed away the wet hair sticking to his face, wiped off the sweat, looked at him lovingly, and said: "This world can no longer be stayed, get ready to go to the next world."

Ling Huan felt that the way he got up today was a bit wrong, and Aning had been taking revenge on him since breakfast.

Ling Huan hugged the bowl and cried, while Ah Ning on the opposite side smiled kindly: "Drink quickly, Ah Ling, I worked so hard to make this for you early in the morning."

Ling Huan looked at the chicken porridge in the bowl, which looked full of color and flavor, and took a sip with a bitter face. The next second, the fragrance of the porridge turned stenchy, and the delicious chicken soup was unspeakably sour.

Aning stared at the side who wanted to vomit, but it was hard for him to swallow it.

With porridge in his mouth, Ling Huan begged for mercy with his eyes.

Aning knocked on the table, "It's time to finish eating. I got up at five o'clock in the morning to cook chicken soup, remove oil slicks, and cook fragrant rice. It took countless efforts and time to cook it. Even the rice is carefully prepared. Pick and choose, if you don’t drink it up, I guarantee that everything you eat will taste like this throughout the day.”

What kind of chicken soup can cook this taste, this chicken is a fake chicken, right?

Ling Huan turned to look at Si Jue who was leisurely drinking porridge next to him, sir, didn't you promise to help me?

Si Jue pondered for a few seconds, slapped the table, and said to Aning in a commanding manner: "Don't bully Ling Huan!"

Aning waved his hands, his face was full of fear, and he looked like he had learned a lesson: "Okay, okay, no one will die!"

Si Jue nodded, and went back to eat with a gentle face.

Ling Huan: ...

Ling Huan: This exaggerated acting skills, this extremely false dialogue!This unwavering tone!Perfunctory, too perfunctory!

Seeing Ling Huan glaring at him, Si Jue asked back, "Do you have an opinion?"

Ling Huan: How dare I QAQ

Si Jue: "Anyway, he won't eat you, your life is saved, don't worry, isn't it just a little bit of hardship?"

Ling Huan: ...

What else could Ling Huan say, he could only admit it with tears in his eyes, he knew that Aning would do what he said, and he didn't want to be ruled by the smell of this thing all day long.

After breakfast, Ling Huan panicked and ran to Bai Feifei's house next door to take refuge, leaving Aning sitting on the seat innocently spreading his hands and sighing: "I think I'm really wronged."

Su Yue sat there in a fancy dress, and smiled slightly when she heard the words: "That's the way with the turnip sprouts. After eating, it will smell like that all day long. Are you going to reveal your secrets if you don't make any excuses?"

"Then I happened to have a reason to attack him, right?" Ah Ning leaned on the back of the chair and drank the porridge in the bowl in one gulp. After tasting the taste, Ah Ning raised his eyebrows, feeling that his cooking skills were still insulted. Obviously it is the best taste in the world!

When Ling Huan found Tsurumaru Kuninaga, he was packing his luggage and became an employee of the inn. Of course, he had to move to live in the inn. Anyway, there are many rooms in the inn, so it’s not too much to have him as a running boy, and it’s not too bad to lose him. .

Ling Huan was a little startled when he saw his scary pile of luggage, and asked him: "You have only been in this world for a few months, how can you get so many things?"

Luggage was stacked in disorder in the room.Large and small bottles and cans are piled up in the corner, and many gadgets are placed on the bed floor with some food.

Picking up a rattle and shaking it, Ling Huan looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was packing his luggage with a painful face, and asked curiously, "Is it really so hard?"

Tsurumaru Kunei nodded again and again, "It's hard work, it's too hard."

He collected these things along the way. He didn't think about it when he bought them. He didn't expect to save so much without knowing it.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga worriedly picked up a bunch of candied haws. This is actually a candied haws ornament. It was carefully carved out of a large piece of ruby. People thought it was real candied haws.

Ling Huan picked up a small pot of tea from the ground, opened the lid and smelled it, and it turned out to be the rare Junshan Maojian.

He looked at these collections as small as a pair of uniquely shaped ivory chopsticks and embroidered handkerchiefs for sachets, as large as the big tree outside the window with some black lines, "Why do you collect these messy things?" He said and picked up a frying spoon.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga took a look and said, "The one in your hand was cut for the candlestick. He is very good at cooking. The store said that this frying spoon is very easy to use and can make very delicious meals."

Ling Huan: It turns out that a spoon determines whether cooking is good or not. My cooking is so unpalatable must be because I don’t have a good spoon...

Tsurumaru Kuninaga opened a painting and said proudly, "I found this with great difficulty. The store didn't plan to sell it and it cost me a lot of money. I plan to give it to Baoding."

Ling Huan only took one look and felt a bit hot. On the scroll, there is broad daylight and flowing water. Five women and one man are drinking and having fun.

Ling Huan: "I remember Bao Ding as a cute little lady?" Is it really good to give a child such a restricted-rated thing?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "Although Baoding is a gentleman, he likes people and wives! And don't forget, he is a fusangshen, at least thousands of years old!"

But it’s a fake wife who is being controlled by her brother, oh, oh, I really look forward to the expression of Sang when she finds this painting in the first issue, it must be very interesting!Tsurumaru Kuninaga thought, that scene must be very interesting.

Ling Huan raised his hand and motioned him to look at the red horn comb in his hand, "Who is this for?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "For the big bosses of the Sanjo family."

Ling Huan: "?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "It's the old man you mentioned who looks pretty but has a problem with his brain and likes to laugh "hahaha", and his brothers and younger brothers."

Ling Huan: "Huh? What the hell?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "You just need to know what they need. They either love beauty or comb their hair."

Ling Huan... After a while, he asked again: "How many people do you want to give away?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga slapped his head and started rummaging through boxes and cabinets. After a while, he found a box, like the one used to hold money in movies.As soon as Tsurumaru Kuninaga opened it, Qi|Eight fixed the combs neatly in the box, leaving a space on the side.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga took the comb and put it in the vacant seat, and fixed it with gold wire, "I just said that something seems wrong."

After packing, he handed the box in front of Ling Huan, "Look, there are so many in a set, they can use whichever they like."

Ling Huan: ...

Ling Huan: "Why do you collect so many, they haven't been resurrected yet."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled and said: "When I collected these, I thought I would never see them again. It was just a thought. Now that I know that they may be resurrected, I am even more reluctant to throw these things away. I still want to Seeing their frightened expressions when they received so many gifts! They probably thought that I had used up all the small judges in Honmaru, and they might not be able to resist pulling me to compete."

He fantasized a little bit.

Oh, he is indeed a person who will not die if he does nothing.

Ling Huan: "Go to Ah Ning to help you move it. Ah Ning has a supernatural power that is similar to the universe in his sleeve. He can move a lot of things at a time. You don't have to make a choice here. You can ask him to find you in the inn. A large room is enough, and it can be accommodated.”

"Really?!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga said pleasantly. Although he got along well with everyone in the inn, except for Ling Huan, Aning had the best relationship with him. He still had to worry about not being able to invite others. If so, he's not worried at all.

Ling Huan: I'm done with him now, don't show it off in front of me!

"Master! Huh? Uncle Ling is here too?" Ah Fei ran in from the outside, his excitement palpable.

Ling Huan was helping Tsurumaru Kuninaga to pack his things. He was sweating profusely in the winter, and he didn't know how he brought so many things here.

Ling Huan lifted up a box, but he didn't know what it contained. It was so heavy that he couldn't imagine. Ling Huan didn't catch his breath, and with a click, his waist flashed.

"Ouch... my waist!" Ling Huan held his waist and yelled non-stop, while Tsurumaru Kuninaga beckoned for Ah Fei to come in, and at the same time stretched out his hand to rub his waist.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga casually pressed Ling Huan on the bed, took a bottle of Dieda medicine wine and poured it on Ling Huan's back, rubbing his palms vigorously, until he screamed and moaned non-stop.

"Master, are you leaving?" Ah Fei blinked as he saw that his luggage was packed, feeling a little bit reluctant.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga first answered Ah Fei, "Yes, I'm going to move next door, but you can come and find me anytime you're so close." Then he lowered his head and said to Ling Huan: "Stop barking, a little pain raised by pampering will hurt you." I can't bear it, I told you to be careful and I didn't see you listening."

Ling Huan felt wronged, who am I doing this to help?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga comforted him even more forcefully, and the comforting Ling Huan burst into tears.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked curiously watching them massaging A Fei: "A Fei, what do you want me to do?"

Ah Fei just remembered the reason for coming here, and suddenly became excited again, "It's almost the end of the year, and the wealthy businessmen and prefects in the city plan to hold a lantern festival together to celebrate this year's success. All of us can go. I want to ask you Do you want to go with me then?"

Although Ah Fei was asking, a pair of round eyes stared at the two of them eagerly, and the expectation was obvious.

Ling Huan folded his hands under his head, sighed comfortably, and groaned comfortably, occasionally directing the strength and angle of Tsurumaru Kuninaga's press.

"Sounds good, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, what do you think?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "Yes, there must be interesting scares in such an event."

Ling Huan signaled Ah Fei to continue talking about the lantern festival.

"The venue is in the city. I heard that many road merchants have participated. There must be many interesting things..."

"What are you doing?!" A loud shout made the three of them tremble.

There was a "bang", and the three of them turned their heads, only to see Si Jue's face sinking like water, with a broken door at his feet.

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