"Qianming, there are a lot of ingredients in the kitchen. Let me make dinner?" Zhao Qixue walked out of the kitchen with an apron, holding a spatula in her hand, looking eager to try.

Ji Qianming's body was shocked and he quickly said, "Don't...every time I'll ask you to cook for me. This time I'll make it, so that you can try my skills."

Zhao Qixue thought for a while and seemed to have never eaten the rice cooked by Ji Qianming, so he nodded.

Ji Qianming finally breathed a sigh of relief. The impression that Zhao Qixue had given him twice was so deep. This girl was completely a dark understanding of the manufacturing machine without emotions. There was no darkest, only darker...

Ji Qianming has been alone since he was a child. He can't say that he is very good at cooking, but at least he will not be in danger of life if he eats it.

After opening the refrigerator door and looking around, Ji Qianming knew that Zhang Jingyan was really attentive. All the ingredients here were fresh. He should have sent someone to buy them in the morning and put them in it. He stuffed a refrigerator full, which was enough for them to eat for several days.

When Ji Qianming walked out of the kitchen with steaming dishes, Zhao Qixue had been waiting at the dining table for a long time. When she smelled the seductive aroma of the dish, her eyes began to shine.

"Is it delicious?" Ji Qianming looked at Zhao Qixue with a smile.

Zhao Qixue focused her head heavily, and her eyes smiled into crescent moons, "It tastes delicious, better than the master's."

"Is the food your master cooks very bad?"

"Yes, she can't tell the difference between salt and sugar... although I can't tell the difference."

Ji Qianming's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that the master and apprentice were really in line with each other, and even the cooking skills were so similar. Thinking of Zhao Qixue and Bai Qing ate this kind of meal on Changbai Mountain for more than ten years, Ji Qianming was very shocked. How did they survive...

After filling their stomachs, the two of them touched their round belly and lay on the sofa watching TV.

It has to be said that the TV in this villa can be called a private cinema. The large soft sofa, luxurious projection, and 360-degree surround immersive audio are completely a supreme enjoyment.

Zhao Qixue grew up on Changbai Mountain since she was a child and had never been exposed to such things. She is now completely immersed in it and is enjoying it.

But Ji Qianming is different, he is completely absent-minded.

Today is their wedding day, and they have to have a bridal chamber at night! How can I keep watching movies here?

Ji Qianming looked at the time, hesitated for a moment, came to Zhao Qixue and blinked at her.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Qixue asked in confusion.

"Qixue, it's getting late."

"Well... it seems that it's only past nine o'clock now? Are you sleepy?"

"No... today is our wedding day."

"I know."

"..." Ji Qianming looked at Zhao Qixue's blank expression, his mouth twitched, and said seriously: "Qi Xue, after getting married, he will have a bridal chamber."

"Ah!" Zhao Qixue seemed to have thought of something, her face kept blushing to her ears. She thought for a while, leaned over to Ji Qianming's ear and whispered: "Do you want to do that? But... I can't."

Zhao Qixue grew up on Changbai Mountain with her master. Of course, Bai Qing would not give her those enlightenment education without any trouble, so Zhao Qixue's understanding of something can be said to be blank. She only heard someone say a few words when she occasionally went down the mountain to play, but she still had no common sense.

Ji Qianming laughed, "It's okay, I can!"

"Then... I'll take a shower first." Zhao Qixue's face was already flushed, and she stopped watching the movie and walked towards the bathroom shyly.

The sound of water came suddenly. After a while, Zhao Qixue, wrapped in a white bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom. Her long silver hair was slightly wet and hung to her waist. She had some water droplets on her pink cheeks. Her black glass-like eyes were full of shyness. Under the thin bathrobe, there was a faint whiteness...

Ji Qianming was a little lost in his sight.

"What's next? What should I do?" Zhao Qixue asked in a low voice with a red face.

Ji Qianming showed a smirk at the corner of his mouth, "Go to the bed, I just went to see it, the bed was big and soft and..."

"Yeah... OK."

After a moment, the bedroom.

Ji Qianming locked the door, took Zhao Qixue's hand and sat by the bed, looking at Zhao Qixue's shy eyes with a smile. He could feel her hand trembling slightly.

"Are you nervous?"

"Well... nervous."

"It's okay, I'll be very light..."

"But I can't do anything."

"I can do anything...ahem, I mean, I can teach you slowly."

"Okay, I will do whatever you teach me."

Ji Qianming looked at Zhao Qixue's eyes, smiled slightly, and threw him onto the bed.

So, intermittent sounds came from the bedroom...

"You, your hands are lighter..."

“…”

"Ah, it's so hot."

“…”

"Um……"

“…”

"Do you really want to do this? I, I'm a little scared...you'll be gentle."

“…”

"Um...ah..."

“…”

“…”

Dull and rapid thunder echoed in the sky, strong winds and heavy rains swept across the earth, and in this fertile field that had never been reclaimed, a delicate snow-white flower slowly bloomed...

Orioles sing everywhere.

That night, the bed in the villa kept shaking until early in the morning...

...

"Qi Xue, don't you really go to see the principal with me?"

It was already noon. Ji Qianming put on his clothes, looked at Zhao Qixue wrapped in the quilt with a smile, and asked.

"You, you still said!" Zhao Qixue poked her head out of the quilt, with a blush remaining on her face, "How can I go like this? It's all your fault...you go by yourself!"

Ji Qianming smiled awkwardly, walked to Zhao Qixue's bed and kissed her gently on her forehead.

"Then you wait for me to come back at home, it shouldn't be too long."

"Well... Then, you'll come back early." Zhao Qixue blinked pitifully, then seemed to have thought of something, and then retracted her head back to the quilt.

When Ji Qianming arrived at Zhang Jingyan's office, it happened to be in the afternoon.

As soon as he opened the door, Ji Qianming met Zhang Jingyan's smiling gaze.

"It's not bad, I'm very energetic and my temperament has changed a little... It seems that it's a very wise choice for me to call you over in the afternoon." Zhang Jingyan's pale face was full of smiles.

Ji Qianming scratched his head embarrassedly, "So, is there anything wrong with asking me for?"

Zhang Jingyan sat up straight, put away his smile, and spoke seriously: "You have been promoted to the fifth level now, right? Can you replicate another ability?"

"That's right."

"Have you thought about which one to replicate?"

Ji Qianming shook his head helplessly, "I want to try to replicate the end... But there is no replica around me. Zhang Fan's end is in his eyes. If you want to touch the leaf pattern, you must remove the eyeball. Hanyu is now just a projection of the soul, and the leaf pattern on his hand is not the original body and cannot be replicated. As for the president of the Shangxie Society... he has no chance to contact it."
Chapter completed!