Xu Qing imitated Jiang He and wiped the leaves of the ginger sprouts with an old, yellowish cloth beside the table. There were some marks on it, and the color had been washed off.
This was the cloth that Jiang He used to wipe his sword. She had two. The other one was too dirty and had been thrown away. Swords needed to be taken good care of. That was the life of a swordsman.
Of course, not anymore. Jiang He wrapped the old sword in a cloth and threw it under the bed. Only the unsharpened one was used for daily practice. It would not be stained with anything dirty. After practice, it would be returned to the sheath. Most of the oil on the sword was still there.
The leaves of the plant seemed to grow better when they were wiped. Xu Qing didn't know if it was an illusion. The one in Zhou Suzhi's kitchen was not as energetic as the one they raised. The leaves were full and strong. She wondered if it would bloom.
Xu Qing had never seen how Jiang Hua Hua looked like. She guessed that she would look as good as Jiang He's rosy cheeks after showering.
"What are you doing?"
Jiang He watched Xu Qing fiddle with the ginger leaves. Then he stood there and took out his phone. She didn't know what he was doing. He looked a little sneaky with his back to her and the TV.
"I'm looking at its flowering time … August."
Xu Qing frowned slightly. He tapped on his phone a few times and said disappointedly, "Under normal circumstances, it is difficult for ginger to bloom. The soil and temperature are all conditions. It may not bloom. What a pity."
"It looks good now."
"Well, just like you. It can survive with some water."
Jiang He continued to look at the information on the computer. She didn't agree with his words. What did he mean by she could survive with some water? She still had to eat a lot.
Xu Qing sat back on the sofa with his phone in hand. He was interested in a sentence on the encyclopedia.
"Chinese medicine believes that ginger is a tonic for Yang. Therefore, since ancient times, there has been a saying in Chinese medicine that men can't live without ginger for a hundred days. Ginger can speed up the human body's metabolism and unblock meridians. Therefore, ginger is often used in male health care and can play a role in Yang … "
"The ancients said that eating ginger in the morning is better than eating ginseng soup. Eating ginger at night is equivalent to eating arsenic. "
"Within a year, do not eat ginger in autumn; within a day, do not eat ginger at night. "
After some thought, he copied the message and sent it to Wang Zijun via WeChat.
Wang Zijun replied very quickly. He exclaimed three times in a row before he realized that he wasn't lying.
[Where are you playing? "
"I'm in France. I'm tasting red wine. After Wang Zijun sent the message, he sent a few more photos.
"Alone? "
[Nonsense, I'm a single prince. Wang Zijun said confidently.
Women?
What was that?
It would only make one's waist hurt.
Xu Qing didn't believe him at all. He ignored him and continued to read his encyclopedia.
Peeling ginger with a beer lid is quick and clean — a useless lesson.
It was impossible to eat ginger. At most, it could be used for seasoning. He wasn't weak, and he had divine protection. Not to mention, he had to wash his socks in the morning. This was very uncomfortable. If he ate ginger, he would probably be finished.
Well, the main thing was that he didn't have a stable nightlife. If he was like Wang Zijun, drinking every day, eating kidneys, chives, oysters, and practicing martial arts would be useless. He didn't know if he should be happy or sad.
Xu Qing looked at Jiang He sitting next to him. When she was watching the video making tutorial, her mouth would occasionally open and close, as if she was thinking about the meaning of a word. There were some unfamiliar words and internet jargon that she didn't understand. She had to check Baidu from time to time. But she had improved a lot. Compared to the time when she couldn't understand how to cut a video without scissors, she was much better.
She was still sitting cross-legged. White Gourd was lying on the bend of her legs like an old Buddha. It hid its two claws under its body and occasionally swung its tail. Jiang He would put her hand down to touch it from time to time, and it would close its eyes and look like it was enjoying it.
"Humans are not as good as cats …" Xu Qing sighed faintly, expressing his envy for White Gourd.
"Hmm?"
Jiang He looked back at him, and then looked at White Gourd. She didn't understand what he meant for a moment.
"I mean, I also want to lie there."
"Impossible."
Jiang He said without thinking.
"Why is it impossible?"
"Because …" Jiang He started to think. After four or five seconds, he touched the fur on White Gourd's back and said, "You're such a big person that you can't squeeze."
Xu Qing's expression became strange. "If I can squeeze?"
If he couldn't squeeze, he could put his head on his lap as a pillow. When Jiang He finished showering and sat on the sofa in his pajamas, he could lie horizontally and put his head on Jiang He's thighs. Movie reading efficiency + 100%, happiness + 100% …
Just thinking about it made Xu Qing feel that his nose was about to bleed.
"Not either!"
Jiang He stared at him vigilantly, worried that Xu Qing would suddenly squeeze over.
"It will be possible sooner or later."
Xu Qing shrugged, turned on his computer, and browsed the Internet. "Do you want to take a shower? We can watch a movie together. "
"Why do you want to take a shower first?"
"Because it feels comfortable after taking a shower."
"I don't want to take a shower."
"Okay."
Xu Qing felt that it was not that she didn't want to take a shower, but because the new pajamas had not arrived yet. If she squeezed with him in her current pajamas and watched the movie in the same position as last time, it would be easy to expose her underwear with white flowers, and she would feel very insecure …
As long as his hand slipped, it would be over. Girls were the same in this aspect. Wearing pants and wearing a skirt had completely different psychological feelings. There was nothing under the skirt, and there was no protection, so it was easy to be vigilant. Even if she knew that Xu Qing did not dare to move, she would still be a little worried.
Xu Qing's imagination ran wild. He turned on the movie to watch Huang Feihong. Now that everyone would watch his videos, he had to do something serious to maintain his image.
The various versions of Huang Feihong, Jet Li, Zhao Wenzhuo, Guan Dexing, and Shi Xiaolong … No matter which version it was, they were all hardcore Kung Fu. If you punched me, I would dodge, and then kick you. It was more interesting than waving a palm and causing a big explosion.
Moreover, at that time, Hong Kong movies would also play to individual characteristics. Many actors knew Kung Fu. If they were good at kicking, they would kick more. If they were good at weapons, they would use weapons. If the villains were good at fighting, as long as the climax of the fight was cut together, and with a good title, it would be very interesting.
Maybe the sound of fighting was too intense and attracted Jiang He. After watching for a while, Xu Qing noticed that Jiang He sat next to him and watched together.
Eight times the speed was not suitable for two people to watch together. Xu Qing clicked the mouse to turn off the speed, and glanced at Jiang He. Jiang He was watching the movie as if nothing had happened, and was looking at him from the corner of his eyes.
"Should I turn off the lights?"
"Why should I turn off the lights?" Jiang He suddenly became nervous.
"There's more atmosphere. It can make people focus and immerse themselves in the movie. Otherwise, why would the cinema be so dark?" Xu Qing said matter-of-factly. Turning the lights on meant working, and turning them off meant enjoying the movie.
If the room was too bright, it would not feel like watching a movie in the dark. It was the feeling of watching a movie, nothing else.
Jiang He was convinced by Xu Qing's matter-of-factly look. He got up and turned off the lights in the living room. The room suddenly became dark, leaving only the two computers shining.
It did seem to be similar to the cinema. Both were dark, but the screen was not as big. However, two people could also talk, which was many times better than the cinema.
Sitting back on the sofa, Xu Qing had already changed into the Jet Li version of Huang Feihong, which was the most classic series in his mind.
Very naturally, Xu Qing put his arm around Jiang He's leg, and the two of them squeezed on the sofa, feeling each other's temperature. Jiang He pursed his lips and pretended that nothing had happened. After a while, he moved his shoulders and changed into a more comfortable position next to Xu Qing.
Tsundere …
Xu Qing laughed in his heart. He had already seen through Jiang He's intention of running over.
"Is this a martial arts film?"
"Yes, Huang Feihong. He knows the Foshan Shadowless Kick, and his legs can't leave a shadow when he moves."
"So powerful."
"Not as powerful as you."
Xu Qing moved his right hand and tried to go through her back to hold her. Jiang He raised her body slightly, and her eyes moved around.
Xu Qing found it interesting. He was used to kisses, but body contact was so sensitive.
Could it be that she was worried that he would do something excessive?
It had to be said that this kind of intimate posture was very comfortable. At night, when the lights were off, the two of them curled up on the sofa and watched a drama together. It always made people feel very relaxed, and the dark environment would unconsciously promote a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.
Therefore, the normal process of dating always included the shadow of the cinema. If it was just drinking milk tea, having a meal, and then going straight to the hotel, it would always feel that something was missing. It was like getting a room for the sake of getting a room.
If there was a cinema, the process would be different. Warming up in a dark public place first, and then getting a room would be love.
Xu Qing's imagination ran wild. He held Jiang He's calves in his arms, and the warmth made him involuntarily tighten his arms. Therefore, he did so, and conveniently held Jiang He's little feet in his hands, feeling the delicate touch, and sighed softly.
"Can you not be so … so strange?" Jiang He tried to hold it in, but still couldn't help but ask.
"It's not strange at all. Just watch the movie."
"…"
Jiang He frowned slightly, and her toes curled up twice. After watching the movie for a while, she said, "I didn't wash my feet."
"You didn't go out either. You sat there the whole day like an empress dowager."
Jiang He didn't say anything. She bit her lips, feeling strange. After her feet were held, she seemed to have no strength, and could only stare at the computer.
This kind of intimate posture was very comfortable, but also very embarrassing.
On the screen, Jet Li held a huge lion's head and danced wildly. Accompanied by the familiar background music, the faint light reflected on their faces, flickering.
White Gourd herself lay in front of Jiang He's computer for a long time. Feeling bored, she jumped to Jiang He's side, wanting to ask for a hug. Only then did Jiang He divert some of his attention, and he held White Gourd in his arms.
"I want to do that live broadcast, and let people watch me play games." She tried to ignore the feeling of her little feet being held by Xu Qing, and the warmth of his palm.
"Why do you want to do a live broadcast of playing games?" Xu Qing asked casually.
"Originally, I wanted to do some stir-frying, but then I thought about it. You're right. I have to do it for a period of time before I can learn the intricacies of it. I can't learn anything just by looking at the surface."
With White Gourd in his arms, Jiang He stared at the computer screen, and thought about it. "If I start cooking now, I still have to learn how to make videos. If I can't do it, I won't have any income. Why don't I do a similar live broadcast first? I can learn while moving bricks. Regardless of whether I can do it well or not, I have money to move bricks …"
"What's there to learn? All you have to do is put up a camera and talk to yourself. You can move bricks while cooking."
"This is called additional value." Jiang He's tone was serious.
"Oh?"
"Just like the iron clothes you made, it's useless. It's just a hobby, but you can record the process of making it into a video. It's the same as making clothes, but it's more valuable. It's the same for me moving bricks."
"…"
Xu Qing gently pinched her toes without saying a word. Jiang He couldn't help but clench her legs. "Can you stop pinching?"
"Oh … I'll think about it for you. After playing games for so long, it's not a bad idea to start with games." Xu Qing was thinking seriously.
This was the second time Jiang He suggested doing a live broadcast. If he rejected it again, it would inevitably hurt her enthusiasm.
Moreover, this should be the reason why she could touch her feet. Jiang He must have been thinking about it last night. After being rejected by him last time, she mustered the courage to bring it up again … It felt like she was being careful.
Her expression was heart-wrenching. Xu Qing tightened his arms around her. "Have you thought about it?"
"I've thought about it. Anyway, I'm just trying it out. I don't think it'll be good at the beginning. I'll cook after I figure out the pattern." Jiang He felt that moving bricks was her backup plan. Once she had a backup plan, she would fight for better things.
This habit was similar to Xu Qing's. Although he didn't agree with her plan, he agreed with this way of thinking. Protect what you have now and try to move forward.
"Tell me what you're thinking. I'll help you."
"Like what I just did."
"Just moving bricks on a live broadcast?"
"Yes, moving bricks." Jiang He nodded. After a pause, she continued, "I see other people strengthening, racing, and farming equipment … Those require money. I haven't learned how to do it yet, so I'll just be throwing money away."
"Don't you want to try playing in the arena?"
"Arena?" Jiang He's eyes widened. She told Xu Qing that she had never played PK in games.
Xu Qing thought for a moment and explained, "It's a battle with someone controlling the game. Even if you don't fight monsters, the opponent is still a person. You just have to click on it."
With Jiang He's reaction speed, if she could fight well in the arena, there would be people watching.
"When I clicked on the button for the arena, the screen turned black. I had to close the game and restart it."
"Disconnected City is like this …" Xu Qing instantly understood Jiang He's operation. She must have clicked on the button after moving bricks, and then the screen turned black 99% of the time. The arena could only be accessed after she logged in.
When she first logged in, she was busy moving bricks, so she didn't click on it …
So she didn't touch the arena.
"Let's watch the movie first. Tomorrow, try playing in the arena if you have nothing to do. See if you can beat someone, then think about what to broadcast. Moving bricks is too boring."
"I'll try it now."
"Don't move. Watch the movie."
I haven't had enough of hugging her, and I haven't had enough of touching her slippery little feet … Xu Qing raised his left hand and sniffed it. He turned his head and saw Jiang He's incredulous expression.
"Yes … Let me explain."
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