Cross Situ Jing

? Situ Jing was actually a little surprised that Shi Guanyin was still in the mood to make tiger-toed shoes for Dudu after being offended by her, although the decorative significance was greater than the practical significance.She asked this when she was absent from morning practice, and she was trying to discuss psychological issues with Wu Hua, but Wu Hua gave her insights on martial arts.

"Her martial arts is recovering and polishing, and her state of mind is not as hard and firm as before, with distracting thoughts, and her actions may indeed be more elusive."

Situ Jing expressed her incomprehension: "Why does it sound to me that she is more easily provoked now, shouldn't she be more dangerous?"

"Is her stable state of mind not dangerous? There is not much difference. As long as she is still in Shenshui Palace and she still has reason, she will suppress it."

Unexpectedly, he was speechless: "...wouldn't it explode if I was depressed to a certain extent?"

Wu Hua smiled: "So you are very lucky. She just vented before she came to Shenshui Palace. She must be relatively peaceful now."

Situ Jing: ...

"However, even if the same person walks back to the peak along the same road, it is impossible to walk the same way. Didn't you also have an epiphany, which is so mysterious that it cannot be expressed in words; the comprehension cannot be exactly the same, and the memory of people is also different. It can't be perfect. Mother doesn't wonder what she does now."

Wuhua picked up a clean soft cloth from the table next to her, and slightly wiped the sweat off her forehead.Situ Jing thinks that Wuhua's skin is very problematic. After strenuous exercise, she doesn't turn red and become embarrassed, just slightly red, and she still looks extremely fair.

As above, Situ Jing gradually started doing morning exercises with Wu Hua.In fact, there is nothing to be pretentious about; who would practice tricks and ultimate moves during morning exercises? The purpose is to exercise basic skills and improve the proficiency of basic moves.

And it's also good to practice together. Wuhua, who has received orthodox martial arts education for so many years, must know more than Situ Jing, who became a monk halfway through.It would be strange to ask Yin Ji frequently about some basic questions; after all, she had to walk over deliberately, and some fleeting confusion might not be grasped before that.Moreover, many people are between a very kind and patient teacher and an adjacent table with excellent grades and reliable questions. Chinese students always like to choose the adjacent table.

At the same time, Wuhua is probably also very interested in Shenshui Palace martial arts.He didn't hide it either.But for Situ Jing, Shaolin martial arts is also quite curious.In addition, there are traces of Japanese martial arts on Wuhua's body.

Situ Jing wiped her entire face very quickly with a cloth, as well as the steamy and sweaty hair, then tied all her hair into a long ponytail with a ribbon, and then wrapped it into a big ponytail. Small fresh flower bun.That's refreshing.it's too hot.

But thinking about her lunch plan, she opened her eyes and said nonsense: "It feels so cold."

Wuhua looked sideways slightly.

"The weather is getting cold. How about we have hot pot at noon?" She said positively, "I specially asked someone to make a pot before. Divide it into four grids, and you can cook four kinds of pot bottoms. Have you ever eaten hot pot?" It doesn’t matter if you haven’t eaten it, let’s cook the soup first O(∩_∩)O~”

... Wuhua tried to go around her to take a bath, but she stopped her persistently: "Did you promise?"

Wuhua always felt that Situ Jing was the most persistent at this time.

But Wuhua had her own business in the morning, and in the end, she spent the rest of the afternoon in the kitchen; because Situ Jing tirelessly emphasized the need for four kinds of pot bottoms.Then Wu Hua looked at the fresh vegetables that were shipped in every day in the kitchen, and in Situ Jing's wide-eyed eyes, she picked up a lively fresh fish from the bucket in the corner.

Situ Jing is really a vegetarian now.When you find that vegetarian meat tastes better than real meat, you can't help but turn your back on it.Therefore, Wuhua's kitchen is quite clean, without any fishy smell, and Situ Jing thinks it is good after a long time, so that she can observe in the kitchen for a long time and touch something for snacks.Wouldn't it be great to grab a bite when you're hungry while reading a book with the scent of that fresh and charming food?

So, in her lifetime, she actually saw Wuhua take the initiative to touch the real meat that should be raised for other disciples' meals; and when Wuhua knocked the fish out to clean it, Situ Jing couldn't help it. The tone reminds: "Do you feel the mucus on the surface of the fish?"

After Wuhua glanced at her, she quickly pretended to lower her head and read the book seriously, as if she hadn't opened her mouth the whole time.But she is still very curious.

Then she sneaked a glimpse out of the corner of her eye when Wuhua was fishing for fresh shrimp, and her heart itch even more.

When the pot of fresh soup was tumbling, a completely different fresh aroma stimulated Situ Jing, who was already full, still gave out the signal of looking for food.Generally speaking, the strong aroma stimulated by the collision of spicy ingredients and meat is the most stimulating to the senses; as for Wuhua, it can be seen from his usual light and elegant aesthetics that he is very fond of this cooking method. No sense.Dishes without flowers are often delicious and restrained. What floats on the surface is always a faint fresh taste, lingering, just as attractive, but it will not have the stimulating effect of a newspaper.Otherwise, would a foodie like Situ Jing stay here looking for abuse?

But it turns out that the fake fish and shrimp will definitely not be able to fool the smart cat, and the umami taste of the real fish and shrimp obviously has a different effect.

Wuhua continued to add some vegetables, and the aroma gradually gave Situ Jing a feeling of deja vu; searching through his memory, Situ Jing remembered the Japanese kombu pot that he had tasted.But that's different; probably you can't find the seafood boiled in kombu pot here. The deliciousness captured by the smell.

Situ Jing's first reaction was: Wuhua has eaten hot pot before.

The next one was vegetarian.One is a fresh and thick yellow chicken soup, the other is a slightly sour but delicious tomato pot boiled with the tomatoes passed by Situ Jing, and the other is a light but very fresh mushroom soup.

Situ Jing suddenly felt that she couldn't stop eating the soup, and couldn't wait to prepare the dishes!

In order to save her stomach, Situ Jing held the bowl and drank the clear mushroom soup with a little bit of treasure, her exposed eyes looked like nothing but sliced ​​fish!Then she looked at Wuhua and piled them up into a layered flower shape.Then Wuhua washed her hands and began to carve tofu flowers.

"Actually, it's easier for you to arrange them into complex shapes and cut them into beautiful patterns than to simply handle them?"

Wuhua ignored her.She shrugged and continued to sip the soup, and then she watched Wuhua try to cut the tofu into cubes of equal size and thickness, instead of carving them into round and delicate flower balls.Although he perfectly fulfilled the requirements of his obsessive-compulsive disorder, and then neatly formed a straight line, but!It actually took him longer than carving tofu flowers!

Situ Jing always felt that Wu Hua frowned.

In order not to annoy Wuhua, let him look calm but actually walk away cautiously, and no longer make the bean curd pudding with flower sauce she named for her as a dessert after dinner. In order to hide her wild laughter, she hurriedly lifted the bowl Gao, buried most of his face in the big soup bowl... Oh, no, the soup was about to spill out from shaking hands.

Choked!cough cough!God, her soup!

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Fortunately, there are soup bases.The vegetables prepared by the cook can also be rinsed.She also hand-presses fresh fruit puree as a drink.

It's just a pity she died pudding.

Sure enough, her virtue of honesty has always been unappreciated.

Of course there are so many people eating hot pot.She, Dudu, Nangongling, and Wuhua are counted as one, and there is also a male lady who volunteered to come here.However, in view of whether there are flowers or not, a colander is necessary, and serving chopsticks must be provided for one person.

The process is still very beautiful.Wuhua's soup base is really super fresh, and she doesn't want to desecrate the food with her self-service chili sauce and sesame oil.

And the hot pot really has more atmosphere when there are more people, and it tastes even better when you grab it.At this time, Situ Jing had to admit with restraint that her martial arts were indeed the highest in this group, and no one could beat her.

So, she was overwhelmed.

I haven't eaten for a long time.Situ Jing rubbed her stomach uncomfortably and walked up and down to digest.The time to sleep now is not the middle of the night in the previous life, it should be 09:30 in conversion.But she hasn't digested T^T yet.

The dishes made by Wuhua have always been super quantitative, and she has no choice but to eat enough.Today she finally had enough of Ben.The price has been terrible.

The only thing that made her gratified was that Nangong Ling, who was hit hard by her and had a greater food demand as an adult man, didn't have enough to eat.

Well, you can see how much she ate.

Wuhua, who had finished washing and was leaning against the bedside, was reading a book, hearing Situ Jing's ouch, the corners of her lips could not help but curl up.

Then Situ Jing inadvertently noticed this frenzied expression.She was so uncomfortable, but he was still smiling? !

It's outrageous!

Wu Hua uttered two words without guilt: "It deserves it."

When Situ Jing was about to explode, he raised his eyes and said casually, "Do you think you have gained weight in the past six months?"

get fat!

fat!

Situ Jing, who was hit by such a vicious critical blow, was so stimulated that she couldn't speak.

How can it be!She is now a vegetarian!Everything is all natural and hormone-free!So even if I grab something and stuff it in my mouth, I can't get fat T^T.not scientific.Not martial arts either.

Yes!She still exercises every day, high-intensity exercise!

Although I ate too much, my lower abdomen is a little bulging.But she still didn't remember it in the morning!have!superfluous!Meat!of!It's impossible to be fat anyway.

However, the clothes are not so loose.

But it was impossible for Situ Jing to admit defeat, even if he killed one thousand enemies, he would lose eight hundred.In order to fight back, she said cheekily: "Oh, do you think it feels better to hold it?"

……

So Situ Jing won again.The thicker-skinned kid never loses.

It was about eleven o'clock in modern time, and with Situ Jing's unremitting efforts, I finally felt that I had almost digested it.After washing, she crossed Wuhua and turned to the inner bed. Situ Jing, whose biological clock had been adjusted to the ancient mode, was already sleepy. She covered her face with the quilt.

While pushing Wuhua, she urged in a voice muffled under the quilt: "Hurry up and go to sleep." As for why she didn't extinguish... this question is not allowed.

Then Wuhua didn't get up, but the candle was extinguished by the finger wind; after that, there was the rustling sound of books.

Situ Jing showed half of her face, and the sudden darkness covered her ghostly expression: "When will you be able to snap your fingers?"

"This is Shaolin Kungfu."

Situ Jing, who had some fights between Jin Yong and Gu Long in his mind, always felt that the supernatural power of flicking fingers was a top martial art.

It's good that she can still remember the basic plot. How could it be possible that every character and every kung fu can be remembered so clearly.

"Exchange exchange! This looks very useful." Situ Jing was a little excited, "How about we exchange moves tomorrow."

...is it useful to put out candles?Muka closed her eyes speechlessly.

In the dark, Situ Jing obviously felt very tired, but the inexplicably excited nerves after the biological clock had passed made her unable to sleep for a while.As far as she could hear, although Wuhua didn't move at all, she obviously didn't fall asleep listening to her breathing.

It always felt like it had been a long time, and Situ Jing, who had closed her eyes for a long time, thought sadly that she would not suffer from insomnia today.Fortunately, she pulled a flowerless insomnia together.

But compared to her tossing and turning, she was shocked to find that Wuhua hadn't moved until now, although his breathing showed that he wasn't asleep either.However, it's weird to be motionless even when you're asleep.At least she felt weird for a long time.

"The next day." Situ Jing, who often stayed up late in her previous life, was very emotional now, and then she remembered something, "It just so happens that you didn't fall asleep either. Happy birthday."

"What do you plan to do?"

When she thought that Wuhua had basically entered a light sleep, so she would not talk to her, she still heard Wuhua's light voice: "If you are not healthy or live, there is nothing to live."

Right.Adults don't always pay much attention to birthdays.

But Situ Jing was even more excited when someone answered her. She turned over and sat up a little bit, leaning on the sheet with her elbows: "It's better to eat... dessert for my birthday. How about making your miniature garden?"

"...Is it your birthday?"

amount.

"That will take hours."

Situ Jing's conscience throbbed even more.

Then she fell back in pain.

But it's also great to eat with noodles.

"I'll give you a bowl of longevity noodles."

"Are you responsible for putting the noodles into the pot?"

It was discovered! "How is it possible? Am I such a dishonest person?" Situ Jing said forcefully.

Wuhua hooked her lips: "That must be worse." The noodles could not be broken, maybe they were still mushy, or even impossible to eat.

Situ Jing turned to the other side to express her anger, although she felt a little guilty.Then she heard: "Thank you anyway."

She got excited again: "You're welcome, you're welcome~ I remember having a small garden on my birthday."

"……Um."

Immersed in the fantasy of happiness, Situ Jing, who got her wish, unconsciously relaxed her nerves.After that, she herself didn't know when she fell asleep.

But Wuhua knows.The culprit, Situ Jing, was asleep, but Wuhua was still sleepless.Or because his biological clock is stronger.

He finally opened his eyes.There was a fist width between Situ Jing and him, but when he turned sideways, Situ Jing's breath brushed against his neck.Situ Jing slept very happily, even when she just fell asleep, her head was already detached from the pillow.

At first, Wuhua was not used to such a soft pillow, filled with cotton and some dried plant seeds.Situ Jing is the only one in the world who has such a weird pillow.

When he didn't know what he was thinking, he raised one hand slightly to try to brush away the sticky hair on Situ Jing's cheek. Situ Jing just skipped to the next dream, and she couldn't tell what she dreamed of. It was grotesque, but in reality she continued to roll domineeringly.

As above, Wuhua is as motionless as sleeping and meditating. Situ Jing doesn't use her internal energy to open the way in her dreams. Generally speaking, when she wakes up in the morning, Situ Jing, who can't roll over, retreats and lays half of her body on the extremely upright bed. Without flowers.

But now, she happened to roll into Wu Hua's arms, and Wu Hua was suddenly awakened from her thoughts; and during this process, Situ Jing had already wrapped herself up automatically, and buried her whole face in his chest unceremoniously.

Wuhua had only one hand that happened to be in the air, he tried it, and finally put it on her back like Situ Jing did.From the side, it looked like he was hugging her all over. ?