Xie Fu was already prepared. He knew that Duanmuci would not be able to do it well the first time. Earlier, he could see from Duanmuci's excited eyes that she was very much looking forward to cooking a bowl of noodles.
Similarly, Xie Fu also hoped that this first time would have a good ending, so he came over in advance.
The word nervous made Duanmuci feel a little funny, but she had to admit that she was indeed a little nervous about such a trivial matter.
"Let me teach you, wait until the water boils before putting the noodles in. If you soak them in the water for too long, they will easily become mushy. Moreover, the potato noodles have poor toughness. You must wait until they are blanched and become elastic before you start stirring."
Duanmuci responded like a serious student, "I heard you clearly, follow up."
Mr. Xie gently grabbed her wrist and moved it to the top of the noodles. "Master Duanmuci's hands are very clean. You can just grab it with your hands. It's easy to pinch it off with stone chopsticks."
"Won't."
As a master of martial arts, Duanmu Ci can still master this kind of strength control technique, and then said: "Okay."
Learning should be like studying. Whatever the master says, the apprentice should do it without refuting. At this moment, Duanmu Ci is just setting an example for Master Xie.
Duanmuci scratched his face and suddenly said: "This water is turbid. Pour it out and start again."
Xie Fu said: "It doesn't matter, let's practice it first."
As he spoke, he grabbed Duanmuci's other hand holding the stone chopsticks and said softly: "The noodles will sink as soon as they enter the water. Don't rush to stir them, wait for them to float up."
At this moment, Xie Fu was pressing against Duanmuci's back, and both of her breasts were caught, as if she was being hugged from behind by Xie Fu.
Duanmuci was concentrating on the water at the moment and didn't feel anything was wrong.
"Look, the noodles are floating up. You need to stir them gently a few times at this time, otherwise they will stick together..."
As Fu Xie spoke, he grabbed Duanmuci's hand and gently stirred the noodles with stone chopsticks. The noodles were swaying lightly like branches in the wind.
"By the way, that's it, don't use too much force, don't be too anxious, take your time, be as gentle as you would treat a lover, touch it gently with your fingers..."
Xie Fu's voice rang in Duanmuci's ears, and it was clear and clear with a faint hint of hoarseness, just like the last charming words coming out of the throat after a lingering relationship.
The man's warm breath spread on her ears and cheeks and tickled her hair, which made her feel a little itchy. Duanmuci's heart skipped a beat and he turned around to look at a young and handsome face with deep outlines.
He was taller than her, so she was looking up. She could clearly feel his strong chest on her back, and the two arms holding her hands were also so strong.
Suddenly, Duanmuci felt like a little bird being cared for in his arms.
This feeling is both attachment and resistance. Just as I was about to say something, Xie Fu's voice floated over: "Master Duanmuci, don't be distracted. I've been distracted by you. It's you who told me to concentrate on everything I do.
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Duanmuci came back to his senses and turned around, looking toward the water, and sure enough, he saw that the water was cut short by him.
Xie Fu held her in his arms, sniffing the soft fragrance emanating from her ears and temples, and he was intoxicated.
In his eyes, he caught a glimpse of her little ears, which were more glittering and translucent and beautiful than the moonlight at the temples. His soul was so full that he could no longer hold back, and he bit the snow-white and soft earlobe very dearly.
Duanmuci shivered all over, more intensely than when he was struck by lightning. He let out a cry, and the stone chopsticks fell from his hands into the pot.
The offended body made her instinctively burst out with her true energy, which directly shocked Xie Fu by more than a foot.
Duanmuci turned around, his face as cold as frost, and he looked at Xie Fu who fell on the ground with murderous intent.
Xie Fu's heart trembled, but he laughed and said: "Master Duanmuci, you are so strong."
He really couldn't help himself just now, but he didn't mean any blasphemy or offense, but he couldn't explain it, and the more he explained, the faster he would die.
Duanmuci asked directly: "What did you just do?"
Xie Fu said: "No, I'm still wondering why you suddenly got angry."
Seeing him pretending to be stupid, Duanmuci was a little embarrassed and a little angry, "You just clearly...clearly kissed..." but she couldn't say such words.
Xie Fu asked: "What? Please make it clear." He could feel the strong and surging energy emanating from her body, and he knew very well that if he said a word wrong, he might be killed in anger.
We must not let such things be confused and ambiguous. Duanmuci took the risk and said directly: "You kissed my ear."
Xie Fu said with a disapproving expression: "Is there any? Maybe I bumped into it when I wasn't paying attention."
not pay attention to?
Duanmuci looked at Xie Fu suspiciously, and heard Xie Fu say: "Isn't it a capital crime to be careless?"
This sentence made Duanmuci laugh, and then he said sullenly: "Get out! You don't need to teach me anymore."
Fu Xie stood up and said, "Master Duanmuci, I was really careless just now. If I wanted to kiss you, I would kiss you on the mouth."
At this moment, Duanmuci had his back turned to him, and Xie Fu could suddenly feel the strong wind and grass under his feet. He was on the verge of seeking death.
"Believe it or not, I buried you deep into the rock."
"I'll go back to the cave and wait for you."
After Xie Fu said that, he ran away.
The first time Duanmuci tasted it, it wasn't too bad. Xie Fu kept praising it and couldn't stop talking about how delicious it was.
However, Duanmuci didn't say a word from beginning to end, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After this time, Duanmu Ci became quite cold and indifferent. Apart from imparting knowledge and teaching, he had too many conversations with Fu Xie on weekdays.
Xie Fu also suppressed the budding thoughts in his heart and tried his best to focus on practicing.
There was no sun or moon in the mountains, so we spent a few more months just like this.
The only thing that could notice the passage of time was Duanmu Ci's Taoist robe which became more and more torn. Many of the cracks could no longer be covered. Even Xie Fu could directly see the moon-white clothes underneath.
During one of his outings, Xie Fu discovered a plant he knew, called hibiscus, which is one of the raw materials for making linen clothes.
My heart suddenly felt happy. Isn't this just natural twine?
With this plant, the problem of clothing is also solved.
Xie Fu immediately chopped off a lot of hibiscus and took it back.
On one side, the surface fibers of the kenaf are peeled off and dried, and on the other side, an open space is reclaimed next to the Duanmu vegetable garden for planting kenaf.
His purpose is not only to have some twine that can be used to mend clothes, but also to make clothes, bedding, and more clothing supplies to meet the needs of clothing.
Although Duanmuci didn't know what Xie Fu wanted to do, as long as Xie Fu didn't delay his practice, he could let him do other things.
After more than a year of contact, she also knew that Xie Fu was lively and active by nature. He was different from her. After all, he had a youthful mentality. Sometimes she felt that it was not good to force him to practice all the time.
While eating dinner that day, Master Xie suddenly asked: "Master Duanmuci, don't you usually need to take a shower?"
Duanmuci glanced at Fu Xie coldly and said nothing.
"Master Duanmuci, do you really not need to take a shower?"
Still asking! Duanmuci reluctantly replied: "Wash."
Xie Fu smiled and said, "I'm just saying, how can you stay smelling good all day long if you don't take a shower?"
Duanmuci was too lazy to pay attention. She was unwilling to discuss this issue with Xie Fu for even half a word.
But Xie Fu said: "By the way, do you wash during the day or at night?"
Duanmuci couldn't hold himself any longer and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"
Xie Fu said: "Don't misunderstand me, I didn't mean to peek."
Duanmuci smiled coldly: "If there is such a traitor, I will kill him with one strike!"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "You are reluctant to give up."
Duanmuci was angry: "You try it!"
Xie Fu looked directly into her eyes, "I won't do anything to make you unhappy."
After Xie Fu finished speaking, he buried his head in eating.
In silence, Duanmuci wanted to say something, but he hesitated and didn't know what to say.
After a while, Duanmuci smiled slightly and looked at the last ray of sunset outside the cave.
Fu'er, isn't this nice? You care about me, I care about you, you care about me, I care about you.
As night fell, Duanmuci left the cave.
Duanmuci never spent the night in the cave, and Xie Fu never knew where she slept at night.
Usually, Xie Fu goes to bed early not long after night falls. His life is so boring.
Tonight, I stepped out of the cave and looked for several springs and pools one by one under the darkness.
Having lived here for so long, Xie Fu is very familiar with the surrounding environment.
After searching for three spring pools, we came to the fourth spring pool, but it was far away from the cave.
Under the quiet night, there was the gentle sound of water, which was very pleasant to the ear, just like a fairy descending to play in the water.
Knowing that he knew the place where Master Duanmuci was bathing, Master Xie immediately held his breath and stared at it. He crouched and slowly approached the spring under the cover of the grass. He wanted to give Master Duanmuci a surprise.
When we came to the spring pool, there were ripples on the surface of the pool, but Duanmuci was nowhere to be seen, but the clothes he had taken off were placed safely on a stone. On top of the clothes was a pair of Taoist shoes that were worn out and could no longer be worn.
Master Xie felt a little sad when he saw it. Although he sometimes caught a glimpse of the broken Taoist shoes under Master Duanmuci's feet, he had never seen it so completely as this time, and he had never felt so strongly as this time.
Xie Fu secretly picked up the clothes, and at this moment, there was a splash in the water, and a dragonhead emerged from the middle of the pool. Her wet black hair was draped behind her like silk. At first glance, it looked like a dragon emerging from the water.
Black Swan.
Xie Fu smiled and was about to leave.
At this time, Duanmu Ci raised one of his lotus-rooted arms and pushed his long black hair in front of his shoulders. The black hair was wiped away, and the whiteness suddenly appeared. Under the slender goose neck, the shoulders were as smooth as silk.
Under the shoulders, the white back was stained with crystal water drops, and it was as warm and moist as warm jade under the moonlight. The waist was slender, full of graceful femininity of a woman.
It's so beautiful. Xie Fu couldn't help but stop. He was stunned for a moment, and the love he had been suppressing in his heart suddenly burned up.
There is even a strong impulse to shout out to this beautiful figure: "I like you."
Suddenly, Fu Xie saw Duanmuci touching his right shoulder blade with one hand. It was a very distinct scar.
This scar looks so ugly and disgusting on this smooth and beautiful back. I wish I could erase it all at once and make everything perfect.
For some reason, Xie Fu felt like this scar was stabbing him in the back.
When he saw Duanmuci making a move as if he was about to turn around, Master Xie immediately withdrew his gaze and squatted down. Although he liked Master Duanmuci, he did not want to blaspheme her.
He restrained his desire to see the part he wanted to see, and walked farther away.
He took out the prepared hemp thread and sewed it up one by one where the moonlight had torn the robe.
He was immersed in it, unaware of the passage of time, and just wanted to finish it.
Until something cold drips from the top of my head, is it raining?
When Master Xie looked up, what he saw was the water droplets dripping from Master Duanmuci's wet hair.