Just as Jiang He was thinking about when he should show Xu Qing his strength, he saw the look in Xu Qing's eyes. He was so angry that his lips trembled.
"You want to touch me!"
"Yes, I want to."
"You just want to …"
Jiang He suddenly choked on his words.
？？？
"Hurry up and cook. I'm starving."
Xu Qing yelled while holding his chest. Since he couldn't touch her, he could only touch himself.
He put away the pen and paper, leaned on the chair and thought for a while. He scratched his chin and was a little confused about Jiang He's work.
Was it important … what to do?
For Jiang He, it was not important. As long as she could make money locally, she would be happy even if she went to the construction site to carry bricks with her hands. The salary there was high, and with her strange strength, it was not difficult to earn ten times more than typing on the keyboard.
But was he willing? No, he was not.
Xu Wenbin had the same idea for him …
When Jiang He finished cooking, Xu Qing was still sitting in the chair thinking.
"Time to eat."
She helped to serve the rice and said. When she saw Xu Qing was about to eat with chopsticks, she couldn't help saying, "Wash your hands."
"I didn't go out …"
"You can't wash your hands every day."
"Did you wash your hands every day?" Xu Qing stood up reluctantly.
"No."
Jiang He rarely washed her hands at that time because she didn't have the conditions, but it didn't affect her habit here.
Maybe it was because it was really convenient now. From the Kaiyuan era to the modern era, she even had a little obsession with cleanliness. She always washed her hands before eating — of course, it could also be out of respect for the food.
She looked down at her clean hands. Because she often soaked in hot water, her hands were not as rough as when she first came, and they became whiter and whiter.
It was a girl's nature …
Xu Qing sighed after washing his hands.
The lunch was very good. After selling the gold coins, Jiang He bought some more vegetables. The stir-fried meat with a tempting luster and aroma was placed on the table.
"We'll go home another day. We haven't been back this month."
"Ah? Oh. "
Jiang He answered absent-mindedly and looked down at his chest.
Hands, shoes, feet, calves … and breasts.
She had never experienced this feeling before. It was as if he liked her everywhere.
If it was someone else who said that, he would have definitely slashed him with his sword, but …
Jiang He glanced up at Xu Qing and picked up some food with his chopsticks.
Both of them were innocent …
"Why are you blushing?" Xu Qing was puzzled.
"My face is not red."
In the face of Jiang He's stubbornness, Xu Qing looked at her suspiciously, and then looked at the computer, suspecting that she had broken through the defense of 365 security guards and seen something she shouldn't have.
The Internet is really harmful to people.
Original taste … Bah!
"I've just sorted out the things that are easier for you to learn and do. There are also tutorials. I'll send them to your computer later. See which one you like, or if you have anything you want to do, you can discuss it with me."
Xu Qing changed the topic and said, "You will always have something you like. As long as it's not the kind that's very inappropriate, I won't stop you. I'll only give suitable suggestions."
"Because I'm a modern person?" Jiang He asked.
"Only half. The main thing is that you've been here for a long time. After such a long time, you've become familiar with this place and have your own ideas. It's time to try to do what you want to do. "
"Okay, get it to the computer for me later."
The more Jiang He used the computer, the more she liked it. It should be the greatest invention.
The first time she saw the weather forecast for the next ten days, she even thought it was a miracle. Later, after more than a month of verification, she found that it was not so accurate …
After the meal.
Xu Qing washed the dishes in the kitchen. When he came out and saw Jiang He sitting cross-legged on the sofa and cutting her nails, he couldn't help but shake his head.
"Where's your sword?"
"My sword is in the house."
"Have you kept it? I want to see it. "
"Go and get it."
After entering Jiang He's house, the small storage room was unusually tidy. Some of the miscellaneous items from before were piled in a corner and covered with a cloth. On the side of the wall by the window was the bed. The quilt was neatly folded there with a pillow on top. On the corner of the bed stood a brand new sword. It was bought by Xu Qing for her from a certain treasure shop. It was not sharpened and was used for practice.
"I'm talking about the one you brought."
"Under the bed." Jiang He shouted from the living room.
Hearing this, Xu Qing crouched down to take a look. The bottom of the bed was also cleaned by her. The sword was wrapped in a cloth and laid quietly under it.
He took out the sword and untied the cloth, revealing its original appearance. The surface of the sword hilt was smooth. It was quiet and pleasant, with a kind of warmth and nostalgia.
"How long did you use this sword? It's almost finished. "
He came out of the living room with the sword and chased White Gourd away from the sofa. He sat down and asked Jiang He next to him.
"I used it … for many years." Jiang He thought about it but couldn't remember the specific year.
"You used it since you were young?"
"More or less. I brought it with me the first time I went out. It broke a few times, but it was repaired."
Clang!
Xu Qing pulled the sword out and looked at the luster of the sword. He held his breath and looked at it carefully.
Jiang He was young, but the sword was not. The body of the sword was cleaned by her. There was not much dirt in the blood groove, leaving only a metallic color.
The scabbard was not made of two pieces of wood. There were a few patterns engraved on it. Compared to the sword, it was much more beautiful. However, the size was not suitable. Every time she pulled the sword out, the sound was a little loud.
"I picked up this scabbard."
"Picked up?" Xu Qing doubted the authenticity of this word.
"Yes … I picked it up from someone else."
"Oh …"
Not from the road, but from someone else.
"Why are you looking for my sword?" Jiang He asked.
"… Nothing. Keep it well."
Xu Qing had planned to ask her to throw it away when he went fishing. But when he saw the mottled marks on the sword and heard that it was broken several times and repaired, he suddenly felt a little reluctant.
It was fine to leave it like this, unless the two of them went to kill someone and their house was searched … At that point, it would be the same without the sword.
"If your sword hilt was made into a pearl, it would be worth a lot of money."
He laughed and put the sword back into the scabbard. He wrapped it again with a piece of cloth and looked at Jiang He, who was cutting her nails with her toes.
"What do you mean?" Jiang He asked.
"Nothing. Do you want me to cut it for you?"
"No need!"
Jiang He decisively refused. Even after the deed was done, he was still worried. He moved his body and turned his back to him.
Xu Qing did not tease her anymore. He held the sword and thought of the creepy feeling when Jiang He pointed at it.
It should be murderous?
He turned to look at Jiang He, who was seriously clicking her nail clippers. She looked like a different person now.
[Who would want to risk their lives when they have a stable life? ]
"That's great."
"What?" Jiang He turned her head and saw the look in Xu Qing's eyes. She could not help but be stunned.
"I feel lucky. I have to thank … thank Buddha Tathagata."
Xu Qing smiled and took the sword back to the house. He threw the sword under his bed.
"I left it with me. I don't need it anyway."
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