The night is quiet and the birds fall asleep.

A figure pushed the door open and came in.

"I'm back."

"Oh! Senior Sister Xiaoxiao, who is senior, is back from the class meeting?"

"Yes."

"Sister, have a pear. It's delicious, crispy, fragrant and sweet, but it looks a bit ugly."

"Where did the pear come from?"

“Picked from the mountain.”

"You guys went to steal pears?"

"Who dares to steal the pears from Yu'anguan?"

“…”

When the little girl heard this, she turned her head and looked at the next door.

Chen Shu followed her gaze, glanced at the next door, was silent for a moment, and resolutely revised the wording: "How dare I steal the pear from Yu'anguan?"

"Swish..."

The little girl stared at him while gnawing on the pear.

"Why are you looking at me?" Chen Shu was puzzled, "Are there any newcomers in your dormitory this semester?"

"No."

"Will it be empty?"

"Yes."

The little girl answered honestly.

As Qingqing entered the internship of the junior high school, Zhang Yogurt had graduated, and only the little girl was left in school. She didn't go back to the dormitory and rode her mini motorcycle back and forth every day. It felt like half of the people in Ling'an Academy were almost remembering this girl riding a mini motorcycle.

Half an hour later.

Chen Shu returned to the room and saw Qingqing taking a shower, so he lay on the bed first.

Reason told him that he could use this time to look at the magic and check for the gaps, but in the end he took out his cell phone and started a short video.

Yujing Life: "The safest community in Quanyujing except the palace has appeared! The contemporary sword master's personal disciple, the youngest seventh-level cultivator in history, was discovered by netizens as a security guard in a community in Xicheng District, Yujing City!"

The video is a scene of yogurt on duty, and is eating ice cream in your hands.

[Sixth list of hot list: Sword Master personally teaches his disciples to be security guards]

Chen Shu was not surprised that Zhang Yogurt's skin was so beautiful. Even if he was not a disciple of the Sword Master, he was not the youngest seventh-level practitioner, nor the most beautiful sword fairy who had been popular before, such a person would be a security guard, as long as someone took a photo and posted it online, it would also attract attention.

Netizens are more idle than the other.

Chen Shu was about to take a row, but he was so stupid that he clicked on the comment section again.

The fourth place is the hot review.

You Wu from the Unicom: If you know the virtues of the disciples of the Sword Sect, you will know whether this community is safe or not (Expand 4234 comments)

"Tsk..."

Chen Shu was happy and clicked on the hot list below.

The hot list is all about "Sword Master personally teaches his disciples to be security guards".

A cheerful voice rang out.

Yujing Academy: "An outstanding graduate from a prestigious university shocked the academic community with his graduation thesis. After graduation, he only found a security job?"

Click on the comment area

Hutong You Wu: This person was delivering takeout a month ago. I ordered a dry pot shrimp, which she gave me (Expand 1364 comments)

Yujing Youth: "Experience life or experience cultivation? The most talented disciple of the Sword Sect has worked as a security guard in a certain community after graduation! Netizens said that they must brag to their grandson in a hundred years!"

Click on the comment area

Hutong You Wu: It’s hype at first glance (expand 352 comments)

"It's over."

Chen Shu shook his head repeatedly.

The image of the cold-blooded killer of the female hero collapsed.

Before she knew it, the sound of water in the bathroom had stopped. With a slight sound, Ning Qing pushed the door and walked out. She wore a light silk nightgown. The beauty of her figure was perfectly highlighted. She looked at Chen Shu calmly:

"What are you looking at?"

“Look at the news.”

"What news? So happy."

"You guess."

“…”

Ning Qing was too lazy to pay attention to him. After wiping his hair with a towel, he gently shook his head, and a fine mist dissipated, spreading the whole room with a fragrant fragrance. Her hair immediately became dry and fluffy, and flew with the movement.

Ning Qing walked to the bed and lay down naturally.

Pick up the book on the nightstand casually.

Chen Shu keenly noticed the arms next to her

Some time ago, she was feeling the "bodyless desire". Although she was not resistant to Chen Shu holding her, she rarely touched him on his own initiative. Every night when she went to bed, she would inevitably be one foot away from him and waited for him to cross it.

"You want to finish your body?"

"Um."

"Only the intention is left?"

"yes."

"How do you want to repair it?"

“There’s nothing to repair.”

"So domineering?"

"Um."

“…”

Your answer is really not humble at all.

Seeing that Qingqing had already opened the book, Chen Shu stopped delaying, turned off his phone and went to take a shower.

...

The next day, in the morning.

Chen Shu went to the vegetable market early in the morning to buy fresh duck blood and tripe. After buying it, he left two vegetable markets before buying taro, and then bought some other meat and vegetables. When he came back, he started to clean up.

Zhang Yogurt has been used as a sparring training several times, and he complained and regretted every time, but he still agreed to it next time, and he should thank her well.

Seventh-level sparring training is not that easy to find.

If there were no yogurt, there would be almost no seventh-level ancient cultivator on the market as a supplementary training, and this is no longer a matter of money.

Lingzong may find it, but it will be more owed. Or you can ask Teacher Shi Qian or Teacher Fu Jia for help, but that will bother them. They have important things to do, not as idle as a security guard.

"Carry it up and make it at noon."

Chen Shu washed his hands and remembered the pile of pears he brought back yesterday. He tilted his head and thought about it, and then said to Qingqing: "I feel like I can't finish so many pears. How about getting a Qiu pear paste to eat? Have you ever eaten it?"

"what ever."

"I have to search for the method..."

Chen Shu took out his cell phone and searched, saying, "I used to read a novel, and there was a male protagonist who loved to burn fire. He wanted to cook a pot of autumn pear paste by himself, but he couldn't make it until the end of the book."

Ning Qing stood beside him and asked in a low voice: "What novel do you like to read?"

"If you farm, you should not be brainy."

"Why don't you watch it now?"

"I'm too busy, too many things, and a novel is too long. Whenever I think about reading so many words, I feel so tired and a headache."

"You're too lazy."

"I just want to put more energy into you."

“…”

Ning Qing rolled his eyes, and his heart seemed to be unchanged, and it seemed to be a little bit.

Then Chen Shu began to think of the results he searched for: "It is best to use autumn pear paste with autumn pears. If not, you can also use snow pears, duck pears, etc.... Oh, I thought the pears that are produced in autumn were called Qiu pears. It turns out that there is a kind of pear called Qiu pears."
To be continued...