Yu Yin was pacing back and forth at the door of the house with his flute, counting with each step. The brow is deep and irritable.

"One thousand five hundred and eighty-five, one thousand five hundred and eighty-six, one thousand five hundred and eighty-seven......"

Suddenly, Yu Yin turned around when he heard the sound and saw Canghai returning with wet clothes and anvil and pestle. His brow furrowed even deeper. Stretch open.

Exhaled.

The sea is ten steps away from the aftersound. His eyes rolled, and his face was happy.

"You're going out?"

Yuyin shook her head.

Canghai was stunned: "Then what are you doing here?"

Yu Yin said: "I'm thinking about whether to break your leg." ”

Canghai took a step back.

Yu Yin glared at him, "Yesterday, the one surnamed Sun made trouble for you again?"

Canghai's eyebrows jumped. My heart moved.

Yu Yin said: "Then why did you come back so late?"

Canghai lowered his left eyebrow and raised his right eyebrow.

Yu Yin looked at him for a moment, then suddenly shook his head back to the house.

The sea is confused. After looking at the sky in confusion for a while, he followed into the house.

There was half a chicken on the table, and a few dishes that were only half a plate used. Canghai blinked, endured it for a long time, and still swallowed his saliva loudly.

Yu Yin took advantage of the time to say, "I left it for you." Seeing Canghai's eyes suddenly lit up, he suddenly smiled lightly and straightened his face again. Silent mourning: "Eat hot again." ”

Canghai cramped by the door. I felt a pang in my heart. Canghai felt that Yu Yin was so strange and terrifying today. He wondered if Yu Yin had come up with some new trick to torture himself, such as putting itching powder in his meals. And the one thousand five hundred and eighty-seven that he had just counted at the door, must have been counting the time of the itchy powder.

Last night, I just got itchy powder outside the body, and I didn't want to die, and I didn't even know when Tang Qiuchi left, if I swallowed itch powder, what would it look like?

Canghai shuddered, threw his legs out of the door and ran. "I—I'll dry my clothes first......"

didn't take a step, and was grabbed by the back collar by Yu Yin.

"I'll dry it, and you eat. Yu Yin took the wet suit.

Yu Yin looked at him lightly, and the sea was piercing his back, and he sat on the bench like a pin.

Pick up chopsticks.

"Hey. ”

"Huh?!"

Click, click, click. The chopsticks fell.

The sea trembled.

Yu Yin smiled. Helpless. "Didn't I say let you eat it hot?"

“...... Oh. "Pick up the chopsticks from the ground. Return the meal to the pot.

Yu Yin dried his clothes and sat opposite, holding a cup and drinking.

Canghai faced a table of good dishes and a bowl of rice, and he didn't move.

The aftermath is not rushing. Take a sip of wine.

Canghai finally mustered up the courage and said, "...... Not...... You don't eat?"

Yu Yin finally laughed. Shaking his head, he lowered his eyes and said, "You are also afraid?"

Canghai said in his heart that I was afraid of itch powder, do you think I was afraid of you? Canghai didn't expect that in fact, in addition to itch powder, there were poisons in this world, and he didn't expect that there was no poison in the food at all.

I sniffed a piece of chicken for a long time, searching for what kind of odorless and tasteless poison there is in the world, but I heard Yu Yin say: "If something happens to you, no one can take care of Yu Sheng." ”

Canghai was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked sideways. Yu Sheng was half-leaning on the bedpost, looking at himself, not only blinking from time to time, but also taking out the porcelain spoon in his mouth.

Yu Yin said: "Eat quickly, Yu Sheng is still waiting for you to feed you and feed the medicine." ”

Yu Yin really didn't lie, and the food was non-toxic.

Canghai duan rice porridge was fed to Yu Sheng, seeing that Yu Sheng opened his mouth slightly and swallowed independently, he still didn't understand why Yu Sheng changed.

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