Investing in the Rebirth Empress, She Called Me Husband

In Aoki City at night, although the streets are not prosperous, they are brightly lit, and you can see many people dressed in different styles.

It is not as gorgeous as the night view of Yunzhou, but you can see many customs unique to southern Xinjiang.

I heard from Zhong Zhenyue that Qingmu City was just a land of poor mountains and rivers twenty years ago. Under the governance of Uncle Qu, it is now open at night and living and working in peace and contentment.

Many brothers who came from Nanguan City even found a home here and took root here.

"Boss, do you want to make sugar paintings today?"

Passing by the candy painting stall yesterday, the grandson of the stall owner recognized their child king at a glance.

"One?"

Li Mo turned around and asked.

As soon as he asked this question, he felt the hand in his palm tighten, and her fingertips curled up slightly.

"I ate yesterday." Ying Bing shook his head and said.

"You can paint something different from yesterday. They say it has both color and fragrance, so the color is very important. It's a new experience with a different appearance."

"How to say?"

Zhong Ling asked curiously. She heard that to capture a person's heart, you must first capture that person's stomach.

For example, Li Mo and Ying Bing were in front of them.

Look, if Li Mo's cooking wasn't so delicious, would the famous Fairy Han be able to wait for him at the gate of the camp when he comes home?

To be honest, she was surprised at the time. At first glance, she felt that Fairy Han was worthy of her name. She really looked like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world and kept away from strangers.

Wang's Wife Fighting Soul...Although I promised not to call him that in front of Li Mo...

But the feeling the two gave Zhong Ling at this time...

There are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames!

Li Mo smiled slightly, this was his strong point.

"The same kind of food, with different appearances, some will increase people's appetite, while others will be difficult to swallow, let's use an analogy."

Li Mo asked for a small spoonful of sugar juice from the stall, poured it on the table, and stirred it gently with a bamboo skewer.

"Do you think this is delicious?"

Classmate Xiao Li asked, pointing to the poop-shaped sugar juice that he twisted a few times on the table.

"vomit....."

Zhong Zhenyue's answer can be seen from the subconscious retching.

"..."

Zhong Ling said in her heart that the painting skills of this prosperous wife fighting spirit are also very good.

He knows what it means to eat something that doesn't look delicious.

Ying Bing tilted his head slightly.

"This is a negative example." Li Mo smiled.

“What about positive examples?”

"Let me think about it."

Li Mo lowered his eyes slightly while using the hot essence to re-roast the sugar juice.

This is actually a subconscious action when he is thinking.

Fortunately, a pair of long, smooth legs and a pair of white stockings on the short boots came into view.

I wonder if anyone has had this experience.

I was distracted when I was taking notes in class, and when I looked at my notebook, I saw that it was all the random things in my mind. I was even distracted during the exam, and I saw that the name of my crush was included in the fill-in-the-blank question...

This is the current situation for classmate Xiao Li.

"Brother Li, this is what you said, it looks delicious...?"

"This seems to be..."

Zhong Ling and Zhong Zhenyue looked at each other, and both saw the surprise in the other's eyes.

Ying Bing swept away with his peripheral vision.

gentleman.....

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step! Isn't this a good moral?"

Li Mo grabbed the candy and threw it into his mouth.

"But aren't we talking about sex? Doesn't this piece of candy look good..."

"Sugar? What sugar?"

Li Mo looked serious, but it was as if he had lost his memory and had a flashback:

"Oh, yes, what are you talking about? Speaking of the color, smell and taste of cooking, how about we have barbecue today? That best verifies my theory."

"..."

Seeing that his cheeks were bulging and he hadn't wiped the glitter on his lips, but was still talking plausibly, Ying Bing showed no expression and gently took his bare hand out of his palm, took off the hosta, and put down the tied black hair.

The green silk hair can be put down to cover the ears and neck.

Zhong Zhenyue looked confused, while Zhong Ling had some doubts about classmate Xiao Li's cooking skills.

Not long after.

The restaurant has arrived.

The boss of Jiawei Restaurant was once the corps commander under King Zhennan. The boss also knew Zhong Zhenyue. As soon as Zhong Zhenyue arrived, the boss who was missing an arm hurriedly greeted him.

The two chatted and expressed many emotions.

Bingtuozi walked back to the wing alone as soon as he got off the carriage. His steps seemed a little... hurried?

Li Mo didn't know what happened to her suddenly.

"I'll call you later for dinner."

".....Um."

Li Mo paused when he saw her walking in the door, as if she was lost in thought. After two seconds, he nodded slightly, and couldn't help but make a guess.

Bingtuozi was probably studying some advanced martial arts, so he got distracted?

It's somewhat similar to my situation just now.

After informing the boss, Li Mo went into the kitchen. It was already past dinner time and the kitchen was empty.

Li Mo was cutting vegetables with Chixiao when a familiar figure walked into the kitchen. She looked hesitant but hesitated to speak.

Zhong Ling.

"Young Master Li."

"Haha, do you want to learn to cook?" Li Mo held up a sword and cut the precious ingredients like green peppers as thin as hair.

Zhong Ling shook his head and said:

"No, I just want to ask, Zhenyue is in Yunzhou, and what is going on with that demon saint?"

"Ah this..."

The freshly cut green pepper shreds were scattered on the chopping board.

Li Mo was wondering if Zhong Ling had the habit of flipping the table.

"Didn't Zhong Zhenyue tell you?"

"He said a little, he only said that it was that witch who bewitched him at that time, and you woke him up. He said you said more and avoided the important points."

Li Mo said seriously:

"I don't think the young marquis is necessarily avoiding the important points, maybe it's really that I left a deeper impression on him."

At that time, he saw Zhong Zhenyue looking for a toilet after "escaping from death".

"How was he bewitched? Why did that witch..."

Zhong Ling gritted her teeth.

She had been quietly accompanying Zhenyue for so long, what about that witch? After only meeting a few times, Zhong Zhenyue was moved.

How could he be deceived if he was not moved!

Li Mo thought for a while and asked, "Miss Zhong, do you know what the young marquis likes?"

"He likes strong people."

"?"

"So I worked hard to become stronger. When we were young, he never beat me. What's the problem?"

"...."

Li Mo's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that the current situation of the two of you can't be blamed entirely on Old Zhong.

He is not a love expert.

But Zhong Ling and Zhong Zhenyue can actually make him feel a little bit like a love mentor.

It's as if I saw myself pulling Bingtuozi's hair when I was a child.

Perhaps it is because of this.

Li Mo actually thought seriously:

"I am also better than Brother Zhong. There are many people in the world who are better than Brother Zhong. He is more of a vision and yearning, and he wants to be a strong man."

"Then...what did that witch do?"

"Let me think..."

Student Li fell into deep thought.

From his own experience, it seems that the more straight men are, the more they like green tea.

She brings you breakfast, ties your shoelaces, and copies your homework for you, but in the end, she can't compare to the big wave's "Brother, are you there? ’

“That witch should be like this….”

Xiao Li, the emotional mentor, is online!

Yeah.

An emotional mentor who has never eaten pork, but has seen pigs run in his previous life…

“Is this…really okay?”

…..

PS: I feel dizzy today, probably because of a cold, and I’m applying for two updates for approval.

I’m not in good condition, and the audience must not want to see boring things posted, muah.