At the beginning of the game, I rely on cultivating immortals to store up goods in the last days

Chapter 63 Night Watch
After Ye Shang finished replying to the message, he sat on the small bed and quietly looked at the information in his mind.

She stayed vigil in the second half of the night. It was now around two o'clock in the morning. When she saw the light, the small group in her mind kept reminding her from time to time that these people could really stay up and not sleep.

After watching the night, Qingli almost fell asleep on the pillow. He only knew that it was safe now and he could sleep peacefully.

The night was pitch black, covered by a wall, and the moonlight did not penetrate at all.

The light of the light brain was also adjusted to the lowest level by her, but there was also some light overflow.

Ye Shang's vigil was a little boring. After two hours, no one in the group spoke anymore. She was about to put away the light brain when she saw Qingli turn over and turn to this side.

A faint ray of light fell on his face, like a look imprinted by a god's attachment. His handsome face was like a sculpture, as if it were a gift from the gods. Under the dim light, it looked even more mysterious. His thin red lips were slightly open due to his deep sleep. Open and breathe evenly.

The distance between the two beds was not very far, and with just this little light, Ye Shang could clearly see his looming face.

Ye Shang's eyes were a little deep, at least at this moment there was a hint of deep darkness in her eyes. For some reason, this person always gave her the feeling that he existed in a certain corner of a certain time.

It's just that she didn't know it now, and she didn't think too much about it. After a long time, she looked away and completely extinguished the light brain.

The next day.

Qingli fell into a deep sleep this time, and he reflected in his heart, but after he fell asleep, he always felt a gaze staring at him, making him dream of being imprisoned in the dark.

Then he glanced at Ye Shang who had packed the bed not far away, and sat beside him with his eyes closed.

Silently dismissing this thought, he saw the ingredients on the table again.

He got up and washed with the water in the bucket beside him, then picked up the cookbook he got yesterday, a thick and heavy book, and turned to the breakfast page, the first one was the recipe of those ingredients.

He was speechless. Could it be that this person still gave him the ingredients according to the recipe?
He decided to struggle: "I think we can have a simple breakfast, bread and milk are fine."

It means that you don't have to cook all the time when you are away from home.

Ye Shang heard his voice, opened his eyes, and looked at him: "Yes."

Qingli's eyes when he saw her were a little unhappy and a little disappointed?

He pursed his lips and discussed: "I'll cook at noon."

Ye Shang got up and put away the ingredients, took out bread and milk.

"Ah."

Qingli then bent his eyes, walked across from her and sat down, throwing the recipe into his own space.

His space range is also very large, but I don't know how it compares to hers.

Ye Shang didn't ask about the food in his space. She pushed his share to him: "After eating, leave."

Qingli took out one, tore open the package, took a sip of milk, tore off a small piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth, saying vaguely: "Yeah, okay."

Ye Shang caught a glimpse of the crumbs at the corner of his lips, his eyes darkened unconsciously, and then he started eating too.

Her movements were not as graceful as Qingli's. She just took the bread and bit it.

Three or two, one after another, and after a while, he ate five breads before stopping.

But when he left the same five breads, there were three left. He looked at Ye Shang and said, "I can't eat any more."

Ye Shang was a little surprised that his appetite was so small?
(End of this chapter)