Chapter 130

When Jiang He thought about when he would show Xu Qing his skills, he saw his eyes and his mouth trembled with anger.

"You want to touch it!"

"Yes, I think so."

"You just want to..."

Jiang He said half way, suddenly stuck.

？？？

"Cook quickly. You're starving."

Xu Qing caresses his chest and shouts. If he can't touch it, he can only touch himself.

Put away the pen and paper and lean on the chair to think about it. He scratched his chin and was confused about Jiang He's work.

Does it matter what you do?

It doesn't matter to Jiang He. As long as she can make money properly, she can be very happy even when she goes to the construction site to move bricks with her hands. It's not difficult for her to earn ten times more than knocking on the keyboard because of her high salary and her strange power.

But will he? unwilling.

Xu Wenbin has the same idea with him

When Jiang he cooked the meal, Xu Qing was still sitting on the chair thinking.

"Dinner."

She helped to hold the meal and said, "wash your hands."

"I didn't go out again..."

"I can't do without going out."

"Did you wash your hands every day at that time?" Xu Qing stood up reluctantly.

"No

Jiang He seldom washed her hands at that time, and she didn't have the conditions, but it didn't affect her habit here.

Maybe it's because it's really convenient now. From Kaiyuan's conditions to modern times, she even has a little habit of cleaning. She must wash her hands before eating - of course, it may also be because of respect for food.

She looked down at her clean hands. Because she used to soak in hot water, her hands were not as rough as they were when she first came here. They were getting whiter and whiter.

Girl's nature

Xu Qing came back to sigh after washing her hands.

The food at noon was very good. Jiang He bought more vegetables after he sold the gold coins. The stir fried meat slices had an attractive luster and were put on the table with fragrance.

"We'll go home another day. We haven't been back this month."

"Ah? Oh

Jiang He answered absently and looked down at his chest.

Hands, shoes, feet, calves... And breasts.

She had never experienced this feeling, as if he liked everything.

If other people said that, they would have cut it long ago, but

Jiang He takes a look at Xu Qing and takes the chopsticks to put the vegetables in his mouth.

Two people are innocent

"What are you blushing for?" Xu Qing is strange.

"I'm not blushing."

In the face of Jiang He's hard mouth, Xu Qing looks at her suspiciously, and then at the computer, suspecting that she has broken through the defense line of 365 security guards and seen something she shouldn't have seen.

The Internet does a lot of harm.

Restore flavor... 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 to see which one you like or what you want to do. You can discuss with me."

Xu Qing turned around and said, "you will always have something you like. As long as it's not very inappropriate, I will not stop you. I will only give you appropriate suggestions."

"Because I'm a modern man?" Jiang He asked.

"Only half. The main thing is that you've been here for a long time. You've been familiar with it for such a long time and you have your own ideas. It's time to try to do what you want to do. "

"OK, you can get it to the computer later."

The more Jiang He uses the computer, the more he likes it. It should be the greatest invention.

When she first saw that the weather forecast could predict the next ten days, she was even surprised by the miracle, although after more than a month's verification, she found that it was not so accurate

The meal is finished.

Xu Qing washes the dishes in the kitchen and shakes her head when she comes out to see Jiang He sitting cross legged on the sofa with his nails clipped.

"Where's your sword?"

"My sword is in the house."

"Have you put it away? I want to see it. "

"Go and get it."

Entering Jiang He's room, the small sundries room was very neat. Some of the previous sundries were piled up in a corner and covered with cloth. On the side of the wall near the window was the bed, where the quilt was stacked neatly and the pillow was pressed on it. At the corner of the bed stands a brand-new sword, which Xu Qing bought for her in a treasure. It has no blade and is used for practice.

"I'm talking about the one you brought."

"Under the bed." Jiang He called in the living room.

Xu Qingwen lay down to have a look. The bottom of the bed was also cleaned by her. The sword was wrapped by a piece of cloth and lay quietly under it.

Take out the sword, untie the cloth and reveal its original face. The handle is smooth and quiet with a warm old air.

"How long did you use this sword? It's all wrapped

He came out with a sword, drove the wax gourd on the sofa to one side, sat down and asked Jiang He.

"Used... For years." Jiang He thought about it and didn't remember the specific date.

"From childhood?"

"Almost. The first time I went out, I took it with me. It was broken several times, but it was repaired."

to be sonorous!

Xu Qing pulled out the sword, looked at the luster of the sword, held her breath and looked at it carefully.

Jiang He is not old, but this sword is not young. She wiped the body of the sword very clean, and there is not much dirt in the blood trough, only iron color.

The scabbard is not two pieces of wood. It is also engraved with several patterns. It is much more beautiful than the sword, but the size is not suitable. Every time the sword is drawn, the sound is a little loud.

"I picked up this scabbard."

"Picked it up?" Xu Qing doubts the authenticity of the word.

"Well... It's from someone else."

"Oh"

Not from the road, but from others.

"What do you want with my sword?" Jiang He asked.

"... nothing. Keep it well."

When Xu Qing was going to go fishing, she asked her to throw it away. Seeing the mottled marks on the sword, she told her that it had been broken several times and had been repaired. Suddenly, she was reluctant to part with it.

It's OK to put it like this, unless two people go to kill and are searched... To that point, whether there is this sword or not is the same.

"If the handle of your sword is made into beads, it must be valuable."

With a smile, he sheathed the sword, wrapped it with cloth and tied it up again. He looked at Jiang He, who was cutting his nails.

"What do you mean?" Jiang He asked.

"Nothing. Shall I cut it for you?"

"No!"

Jiang He refused decisively, but he didn't feel at ease. He moved his body and turned his back to him.

Xu Qing didn't tease her any more. Holding the sword, she remembered the creepy feeling of being pointed by Jiang He.

Should it be murderous?

He turned his head and looked at Jiang He, who pressed the nail clipper carefully. His simple appearance was different from that of the beginning.

Have a stable life, who would like to work hard with people?

"That's good."

"What?" Jiang He side head, just see Xu Qing's eyes, not from Zheng Zheng Zheng.

"I feel lucky, I have to thank... Thank Buddha."

With a smile, Xu Qing takes the sword back to the room and throws it under her bed.

"It's in my place. I don't need it anyway."