Today I just want to post with the little junior sister who is passing by.

Chapter 151 "Can you get closer to me" (4072 words)

tell a story?

Jiang Qiao has never had this kind of experience.

After hearing what Mu Chenyuan said, he imagined in his mind how emotionless and mechanical he was when he read the text aloud in his previous life. He coughed a few times and said, "When I tell stories, my tone will be relatively flat. If you ask me to give I'll try to read what you said with emotion. If I can't stop the car, I might use too much force."

His ability to recite has never been strong.

Mu Chenyuan's eyes suddenly became intriguing: "Okay, then, you tell two stories, one is to read it in a calm tone, and the other is to read it with emotion. Do you think this will work? I want to hear it. look."

Jiang Qiao found that he had unknowingly increased his workload, "Telling two, you are a bit embarrassing for me. I will try to tell a story. If it is not vivid, don't blame me."

"Okay, okay, I happen to be a little sleepy right now and want to rest for a while, but Nishang will come to see me later. It's not convenient for you to be here. You go back to the cave first. We will meet in the storage ring later."

Jiang Qiao nodded. He was just about to go out of the hall. After walking a few steps, he turned back and said with some embarrassment: "Well, I have thought about how we should call each other. From now on, I will Call you, Chen Yuan, or Xiao Yuan, whatever sounds smoother to you, calling you Mu Chen Yuan is indeed too unfamiliar."

Mu Chenyuan held her chin with her hand, thinking: "I originally wanted you to call me a special name, but now that I think about it, it turns out that this name sounds more smooth, so I'll call me Shen Yuan." Bar.

"But what should I call you?"

"My name originally only has two characters. It's enough to call me Jiang Qiao, or you can just call me, uh, Qiao."

"Wait a minute, I didn't seem to agree to tell you two stories just now."

Jiang Qiao took down a mythology book from the shelf of the storage ring, "You want me to talk about this, right?"

Jiang Qiao also caught Mu Chenyuan's emotion: "What's wrong? Is there anything else you want to do?"

Mu Chenyuan nodded and opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

"Of course I don't dislike it, I like it very much." Mu Chenyuan threw herself on the bed and squinted her eyes comfortably, "Your bedding turns out to be so soft."

"Okay, okay, let's begin. Why are you staring at me? Close your eyes. It's finally a chance to relax and get a good night's sleep."

"Okay, Nishang understands. This will add a warm fragrance to the temple of the goddess."

At this time, Jiang Qiao had already made a bed for Mu Chenyuan. It was better to say it was a bed than a bed.

"This is what the Demon Sect issued. Every disciple of the Demon Sect has a set of bedding. It should not be as comfortable as your bedding as a goddess."

After doing this, Mu Chenyuan entered the storage ring space.

For Jiang Qiao, it is not difficult to read a story with two emotions, as long as the subsequent effect is not pursued.

"Kiss me, okay?" Mu Chenyuan said softly.

She approached step by step, just in time with Jiang Qiao's heartbeat, thump, thump, thump, thump.

Jiang Qiao smiled sheepishly:

"I dismantled my bed and brought these beddings in. I thought that if I lay them directly in the storage space, I would probably feel uncomfortable.

"It's still weird to call you Qiao, so let's just call you Jiang Qiao.

"it is good!"

"I understand, Jiang Qiao, Qiao, Jiang Qiao, Qiao..." Mu Chenyuan shouted one after another, and finally moved to Jiang Qiao's side.

Jiang Qiao then sat next to Mu Chenyuan.

"But your bedding is really soft and comfortable."

"Okay, okay, have you read this mythology before?" Jiang Qiao had found this mythology in the interoperable storage ring before, and there was still some dust on it.

The couch had been carefully decorated by Ni Shang, and the warm fragrance came. Mu Chenyuan lay on the couch, covered her with the quilt, and let Ni Shang retreat.

"Can't you?" Mu Chenyuan looked at Jiang Qiao longingly with starry eyes.

"My Lady Goddess, have a good rest. You have really worked too hard recently." Nishang closed all the windows in the dormitory, and then said to Mu Chenyuan, "Have a good rest, My Lady Goddess."

"Yes, that's what I'm talking about."

After that, the attendant Nishang came to the main hall as expected, "Ms. Goddess, are you tired? Do you want to arrange a bath for you?"

"I have read a little bit. There are several stories in this mythology, but I have only read the first two. So, you can pick two of the following stories and read them."

The pronunciation of Naqiao is different from what Jiang Qiao heard before. Now Mu Chenyuan's shouts are all upturned, with a cheerful tone.

"There is no way to move the bed over because it is integrated with the cave."

Mu Chenyuan quickly retracted into the quilt and wrapped herself into a spring roll.

Mu Chenyuan shook her head violently: "No, I want to go to the dormitory and take a nap first."

After Mu Chenyuan confirmed that Nishang was gone, he immediately tucked her quilt away, giving the impression that Mu Chenyuan was sleeping huddled under the quilt.

When Mu Chenyuan came to Jiang Qiao, Jiang Qiao was already ready to cater to Mu Chenyuan, but Mu Chenyuan just raised his right hand and flicked Jiang Qiao's chest.

"Then I'll leave now." Jiang Qiao left the hall immediately, thinking that he would return to the cave as soon as possible so that he would be safer when entering the storage ring.

Jiang Qiao found that his cheeks suddenly became warmer. To be more specific, it was a different kind of fulfilling happiness. "Don't you want to catch up on some sleep? Lie down and I'll tell you a story."

Mu Chenyuan looked at Jiang Qiao's leaving figure and smiled with satisfaction.

"Uh-huh."

"I want to sleep a little longer, Nishang. If I go to bed too late, you don't have to wake me up. I've been really tired recently."

"I'm afraid you'll dislike it. I've washed these beddings with magic and dried them. Now that I'm lying on them, there should still be some residual warmth."

"Can you come closer to me? You can sit directly on the quilt."

"Go away quickly. What will you do when Nishang comes? If this continues, even she will know about it..."

Mu Chenyuan smiled reluctantly, and the reaction of her fingers was a slight numbness in her chest, which then spread from her chest to the bottom of her heart.

Jiang Qiao immediately possessed him and pressed a kiss on Mu Chenyuan's face.

"Let the story begin."

Jiang Qiao opened the book called "Ancient Myths", skipped the first two stories, and chose a story that suited his own taste, "Yunxiao".

"The story takes place in a secret realm thousands of years ago. At that time, the secret realm was naturally primitive and was a treasured place for monks to practice Feng Shui. Many monks were even happy to live here. Later, the famous Pan family also lived here for a long time. The protagonist of the story is from The head of the Pan family at that time..."

For the first story, Jiang Qiao planned to read it aloud in his gentlest voice. Although he was not sure whether he had a gentle voice or not, in Mu Chenyuan's view, he was considered to have feelings. Read aloud.

The more naturally you read the story, the more comfortable it will be for Mu Chenyuan, so that Mu Chenyuan can sleep better. "At that time, Pan Yin, the head of the Pan family, who brought the whole clan to the secret realm for the first time, was not accustomed to the life in the secret realm..."

Jiang Qiao also used too much force in the beginning. Some dreams went back to his elementary school, and he deliberately lengthened the word "的" in "XX of XX" in the text.

He thought this should be the result of overexertion. After that, Jiang Qiao deliberately made adjustments, shortening the syllables of the word "的" and making the reading rhythm as concise and lively as possible.

At first, Mu Chenyuan did not sleep peacefully and turned over several times. Jiang Qiao could only attribute this phenomenon to the fact that he did not read well enough.

After that, Jiang Qiao's tone gradually became calmer, perhaps because he was immersed in this ancient mythical story. The emotions he expressed were natural and smooth. When reading the dialogue, Jiang Qiao would also use a variety of voices to match the plot.

He got so good at reading that when he turned to the next page to see Mu Chenyuan's condition, Mu Chenyuan had already fallen asleep.

Now that I'm asleep, the remaining half of the story plus the second story can only be told next time.

Jiang Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, gently closed the book, and walked slowly, trying to put the book back on the shelf.

"Um...Jiang Qiao, keep going, don't stop." Mu Chenyuan's voice was already a little drowsy, but she wasn't completely asleep yet, so Jiang Qiao had to continue.

Jiang Qiao immediately opened the book again and continued reading: "So, Pan Yin got to know the girl. Once, Pan Yin was boating on the river, and Pan Yin discovered something strange at the bottom of the lake..."

After he finished reading one story, he wanted to turn the page to read the second one, but he planned to see if Mu Chenyuan really fell asleep.

Jiang Qiao stared at Mu Chenyuan for a while, and after realizing that her quilt was not covered properly, he tucked her in again.

He deliberately paused for a while in order to judge whether Mu Chenyuan was really asleep. If not, Mu Chenyuan would definitely let himself continue talking.

After confirming that Mu Chenyuan was silent, Jiang Qiao finally confirmed that Mu Chenyuan was asleep. He finally stood up, put the book away, and sat back on the quilt.

In the next time, Jiang Qiao still plans to practice.

He opened the exercise book and was about to enter the state of cultivation when he suddenly found someone poking his shoulder.

"You and your junior sister, you and me, have forgotten the important thing of feeding me spiritual stones."

The familiar animal language, the familiar phoenix egg, but Jiang Qiao quickly said to the sect leader: "Be gentle, she is asleep, let's go to the cave to talk."

Back in the cave, Jiang Qiao poured tea and submerged the entire sect leader's egg into the tea. "This is the second time I drank tea since I was reborn from the ashes. It's good, and I'm full."

Jiang Qiao had received a lot of spiritual stones from Qiu Baihui, so he was no longer restrained in supplying the sect leader.

"By the way, Sect Master, I have something to ask you?"

"Ah?" The sect leader Dan, who was still lying with his body tilted in the tea, immediately straightened up, "I'll tell you what you want to ask."

"That is, what did you and your Taoist companion do on holidays?"

"..."

The sect leader Dan looked at Jiang Qiao blankly and did not answer. She originally thought that Jiang Qiao would ask some questions about cultivation, but she did not expect that he would actually ask her about matters between Taoists.

"He and I have had a failed experience. What inspiration can I give you?"

"But there is no such thing as failure in love."

The sect leader Dan suddenly submerged his entire body into the tea, and then popped his head out of the water again, "Then I'm going to give you some advice, but this is just my personal opinion and cannot be relied upon."

Jiang Qiao moved his stool towards the sect leader Dan, looking like he was listening attentively.

"Before, my Taoist companion and I would forge swords together and complete some things together, similar to this, and, there are some, uh..."

"What?" Jiang Qiao asked after listening to the sect leader hesitating for a while.

"There are some private matters that I can't explain clearly. If I say this, you should understand."

Seeing Jiang Qiao's ears suddenly turn red, the sect leader Dan knew that he didn't need to explain further.

But Jiang Qiao still had something he wanted to ask, "Can you tell me more about what we accomplished together? Right now I only think about playing leaf opera with Mu Chenyuan."

"...Ah, your brain is so poor, you still need me to think for you." The sect leader's tone was a bit teasing.

"Sect Master, what you say is not bad."

Situ Qingyi also somewhat understood Jiang Qiao. After all, he usually only thought about cultivation, and it was normal for him to be a little slow in other aspects of life.

"Then do you know what your little junior sister likes?"

"She said before that she wanted to be a chef. I don't know about the other things."

"Then give it a try. Can you cook with her?"

"It's a good idea, but it's a pity that I don't know how to do it."

"If you don't know how to cook, you can still help. You can help her with a little help. Besides, it's best not to make big dishes. It would be best if you make some sweet pastries."

"Why pastries?"

"Hehehehe." Jiang Qiao did not answer this question. "You will know after you finish making the pastries."

Jiang Qiao nodded, "Okay, is there anything else?"

"When you are with a Taoist companion, the surrounding environment is also very important. The storage ring space is so monotonous, so there is no atmosphere at all. It is better to go out for a walk."

Jiang Qiao also felt that what the sect leader said was reasonable, but he had to interject, "Demon Domain, Demon Sect, there is nothing to visit, and the scenery is not great."

The sect master said sheepishly: "It seems so. If there is no scenery, you can create scenery. Do you want me to teach you some fancy spells?"

"!!! You can learn!!!"

"Give me more spiritual stones. What you just gave me is not enough."

"Okay, okay, sect master, I will give you as much as you want. I've had enough for today, please teach me more spells."

"Then I'll eat more first, and wait until I'm full." The sect master paused, and then said, "What I teach you are all illusions, which only have a momentary effect. If you use them well, there will be no problems. of."

After the sect leader said this, he couldn't help but look up at the top of the cave. Speaking of which, "he" had given these illusions to him at that time, and now, he was going to teach all these illusions to Jiang Qiao.

(End of this chapter)