The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 160
[Then you will live in this world for the rest of your life. 】Go to Te Niang's immortal cultivation, the little black face thought so.

"No."

[Why not, don't you like it? 】

"If Yuncheng doesn't like it, I don't like it either. If Yuncheng wants to leave, then I will leave too."

"Where is Yuncheng, I will be there."

"Wherever the cloud ride is, I like it." Luo Jia traced it stroke by stroke very seriously.

Although Luo Jia didn't want Yun Cheng to leave him, Yun Cheng had already said that if she wanted to return to the fairy world, then Luo Jia's end point would definitely not be in this small mountain village.

The little black face backed away silently, obviously the two of them hadn't turned their heads, but the little black face always felt that he could be stuffed with dog food to death.

Earlier, when Luo Jia said that he wanted to learn to write, he didn't just talk about it. It was just that Yun Cheng had no time these two days, but Luo Jia had been copying Yun Cheng's characters.

Without ink, just use a brush to trace on the surface.

When the little black face receded, Luo Jia quietly dipped a little ink, changed the white paper, and wrote the word Yun Cheng on it, according to Yun Cheng's characters.

But looking at the writing written by Yuncheng on the left, it is majestic and majestic, but the writing on the right of Biluojia is blurred, and it is impossible to read clearly.

……

Luo Jia, quickly throw the paper into a ball in the wastebasket, still feeling unsafe, Luo Jia put down his pen again, ready to take the paper ball to the kitchen to be burned.

But as soon as he walked to the kitchen, Luo Jia saw Yun Cheng standing in the kitchen again.

"Cloud ride?"

Yuncheng is washing his hands.

"Ah."

"Didn't you go to your room to rest?"

"I don't want to rest anymore." Yun Cheng replied casually, Jin Xiaoxi was still piling snow in the yard, and didn't look at the kitchen at all.

Luo Jia sat in front of the stove and helped Yuncheng light the fire: "Yuncheng, are you cooking?"

Yun Cheng nodded.

But Luo Jia looked around and didn't see any dishes.

"What about the food? What kind of food?"

Yun Cheng ordered some pot and said, "Steam some coarse millet rice."

Yun Cheng went to adjust his breath for a while, and he got better soon. Suddenly, he felt a little boring staying in the room again, and Yun Cheng remembered the taste of being poisoned by this world.

Recently, Jin Xiaoxi has been in a hurry, almost in a hurry, and when Yun Cheng's medical skills are getting better and better, Jin Xiaoxi is getting more and more anxious.

This hotel is closed every day.

The mysterious big move that Yuncheng said was never shown to it once, and now that the contract has been signed, Jin Xiaoxi is afraid that Yuncheng will give up.

Simply, Yun Cheng also came to reassure Jin Xiaoxi today.

"Don't you want to eat vegetables?" Luo Jia was very puzzled.

Yun Cheng vacated the entire board: "Yes."

"What dish?"

Luo Jia thought that he could eat the dishes made by Yuncheng himself, and Luo Jia was so excited that he wanted to fly.

But it never occurred to him that Yun Cheng just put his hands in the air, a little distance from the table.

Then, suddenly, a plate appeared in Yun Cheng's hand.

Yun Cheng said simply: "Pig trotters with sauce."

The aroma of soy sauce exploded in the whole room at once.

Yun Cheng put the plate on the original place firmly, and there was another plate in his hand: "Kung Pao Rabbit Meat."

Luo Jia: "!!!∑(Дノ)ノ"

"Hibiscus prawns."

Luo Jia: "I'm so happy!"

"This……"

Yun Cheng made a shush gesture to Luo Jia, anyway, Luo Jia would not yell nonsense, so don't call Jin Xiaoxi over later.

(End of this chapter)