How can one become an immortal if one is so lazy?

Chapter 134

[Heiyang: ??? ?]

[Hongli: Damn!]

[Hongli: What does that mean!]

[Hongli: Don't name my soup without permission!]

[Heiyang: ??? ?]

[Hongli: Wait a minute, it's coming!]

[Hongli is sending you a delicious, loving, warm soup (???), are you ready to receive it?]

[Heiyang: ...]

[Hongli: What's wrong? What are you standing there for? Receive it!]

[Heiyang: ...]

[Hongli sends a video request]

"Heiyang, can you hear me? Can you see the lovely Hongli?"

Hongli smiled brightly at the camera: "Heiyang, why don't you accept the birthday gift made by your girlfriend? What are you doing standing there?"

"I'm watching you."

Heiyang said quietly.

"Ah?!"

Hongli's face turned red: "You, you, why are you looking at me? Who told you to look at me!"

"I'm trying to find the murderous intent on your face."

Heiyang chose to receive it. Looking at the bowl of unknown liquid named delicious love warming soup in front of him, it seemed that the smell from the abyss penetrated his nostrils.

"Xiaoli..."

Heiyang raised his head, his pupils trembling as he looked at Hongli, and asked with a fluke: "Are you sure you didn't take the wrong one?

Is this a gift? Was it made in the kitchen?"

"..."

Hongli turned her head away quietly. How should I put it? It was true that she was a little embarrassed to speak...

"Hey!"

Heiyang said angrily: "Hongli! Explain it clearly!"

"Ahem, that..."

Hongli coughed twice, glanced at Heiyang, and nodded fiercely: "That's right! This is it! The soup I made for you! Come on, drink it while it's hot!"

"..."

Dalang, it's time to take medicine ~

As if a voice traveled through time and space, Heiyang's pupils shrank and then expanded. He sat at the table in a daze, supporting his chin with both hands, and carefully looked at the thick soup in front of him: "Well, ah, it doesn't look good at first glance, but if you look closely, it seems to be in line with the laws of nature and the wonders of the Tao..."

"Hey, so what are you talking about."

Hongli gradually calmed down and looked at Heiyang with an unhappy face: "So are you going to drink it or not!"

"This..."

Heiyang came back to his senses and looked at Hongli with a toothache: "Xiaoli, have you tasted it yourself?"

"Tsk, you really don't want to drink it..."

Hongli turned her head away , curled her lips: "If you don't want to drink, forget it..."

"But..."

Hongli glanced at Heiyang, her eyes full of resentment: "I really didn't expect it to turn out like this, you really put in a lot of effort..."

"Sure enough..."

Hongli lowered her head: "If you want to do something but can't do it, you can't do it no matter how hard you try.

If you don't want to do something but can do it, you can be successful by just being lazy.

I finally tried hard once, but the result is like this, sure enough, whether you try hard or not..."

"Okay, okay, girl, don't nag, I know what to do."

Heiyang rolled his eyes and sighed: "I drink, I drink it. right?"

"You are stupid!"

Hongli cursed: "It's poisonous, you dare to drink it, don't you check if it's for human consumption?"

Heiyang: "???"

"No, you are a weird person, you know?"

Heiyang complained speechlessly: "You are the one who wants me to drink it, and you are the one who doesn't let me drink it, so no matter what I do, it's wrong."

"That's not..."

Hongli whispered: "It's the collision of reason and emotion!"

"It's the collision of sin and conscience."

Heiyang rubbed his eyebrows, and took out a bottle of soul toxin on a whim, looked at the bottle, and then looked at the bowl in front of him, and couldn't help but have black lines on his head.

"What did you take?"

Hong Li asked curiously: "Antidote?"

"No, I just feel that if I use this as an ingredient for soup, it will go well with the painting."

Hei Yang silently took back the soul poison: "Forget it..."

After a moment of silence, Hong Li finally spoke carefully: "How about you send it back, I will practice it again, and wait until it won't kill people, then I will make soup for you?"

Hei Yang: "..."

Hei Yang looked at the soup in the bowl seriously, betting his life and the title of alchemy master, he was sure that this thing should not kill people, at least he won't die... at most half dead!

Black silk or life, which one is more important?

If that's all, the price is too high...

Heiyang fell into deep thought. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Hongli: "It's okay for me to drink, but agree to my three conditions."

"Uh, what?"

Hongli asked weakly: "Hmm?"

"First, practice to the sixth level of foundation building."

"Ah, I've already promised you this. I, Hongli, dare to do it!"

"Second, you wear the clothes I made for you."

Heiyang raised his head and looked at Hongli seriously: "Don't refuse! Don't resist!"

"Ah, this..."

Hongli's face turned from red to white and then red again. Looking at Heiyang's expression, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva and nodded slowly: "Okay!"

"Third..."

Heiyang squinted and continued: "You go and practice your cooking skills for me, until you can really eat it. During this period, I will be your taster."

Hongli: "!!!"

"No, no, I said, big brother..."

Hongli took a breath: "Have you awakened some special fetish? I'm a little scared?"

"Hmph, I haven't finished yet."

Heiyang looked at Hongli fiercely, emphasizing each word: "You know, the clothes I designed for you are not just that one type, there are many styles that have not even been designed, and there are many types that you will definitely resist if you wear them."

"Gulp."

Hongli swallowed her saliva and felt her legs a little weak: "What, what do you mean..."

"You already understand."

Heiyang sneered: "Every time I try food in the future, you must promise me to try one."

Hongli: "!!!"

Hongli: "You, you, I, I..."

"What do you mean by I? I just said whether you dare to agree."

Heiyang continued to chase: "You know, it's obvious that I am the one who is at a disadvantage! Or do you not even dare to do this?"

"Who, who said..."

Hongli gritted her teeth and slapped the wall: "It's not impossible to agree to you, but I have to add another condition."

"Oh roar ? "

Heiyang raised his eyebrows: "Tell me in detail."

"You will..."

Hongli spoke word by word, her voice cold: "Without my permission, you can only eat the things I make for you!"

Heiyang: "!!!"

"Are you serious?"

Heiyang's pupils shrank: "You want to deprive me of a great pleasure in the second half of my life? !"

"Oh, how could that be? What if I can master the cooking skills? Wouldn't that mean I can cook for you every day?"

Hongli also risked her life: "Do you dare to bet?"

"..."

Heiyang's eyes turned blood red without knowing when: "You are right, right? Do you dare... I will also add one more condition. In the future, without my permission, you can only wear the clothes I make!"

Hongli: "!!!"

"You plan to let me wear those things all day long?"

Hongli's pupils trembled: "What are you thinking!"

"Humph, it's not like there are no normal clothes."

Heiyang snorted coldly. Would he let Hongli wear that kind of clothes in front of people other than him? Don't joke!

"Normally, they must be normal clothes."

Heiyang's eyes flickered: "As long as you agree, I will ignore Mengpo's commission and work hard to make clothes for you!"

Hongli: "!!!"

What to do? Reason told her that she should refuse now, because this is a battle that will surely hurt both sides and make both sides suffer...

Sensibility...

No, that is not sensibility at all, it is an indescribable madness, an uncontrollable impulse, a heavy hammer that ravages the brain...

That is, gambling red eyes!