Chapter 108 Brother, I Miss You So Much

The wooden sword drew a crescent shape in the air, and the sleeves fluttered like the wings of a white crane. The two bodies were very close, like entangled vines, as sticky as glue, and their moves complemented each other, as if they could no longer be separated.

At first glance, it looks like a couple who have forgotten each other are dancing in a secluded courtyard, and the feeling of a stable present life and peaceful years comes over them.

They are so similar and complement each other, and their black hair and silver hair are intertwined in an unclear way.

The woman's clear black eyes met the man's clear blue eyes, and both saw an unfading smile in each other's eyes.

After a while, the two men put their swords behind their backs. Jun Lin was pleased and said, "If you can't beat me, why don't you compete with me in tacit understanding?"

Wen Suili smiled: "But the tacit understanding hasn't deteriorated, right?"

She nodded: "That's true, but it's been a while since I've had anyone practice swordplay with me. I was a little unfamiliar with it just now."

This made the man sense danger again. He narrowed his eyes and asked in an ambiguous tone, "When was the last time?"

She placed the sword on the table, picked up the water cup that was given to her by Wen Sui Li, and drank it. After quenching her thirst, she said generously, "The last time was five years ago when I was about to leave the valley. I was fighting with my senior brother, and before I knew it, we were dancing with double swords, just like what we did just now."

Wen Suili: “…”

Did Xiaoqing, this kid, actually take so many advantages behind the scenes?

His eyes moved to the cup in her hand uncomfortably, and he said in a low voice: "In the future, don't touch a man's used cup casually."

Jun Lin didn't know why her master, who didn't care before, suddenly became so stingy. She put down the cup and spread her hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, Master, can't you bring another cup? What can I drink from if I'm thirsty?"

You can't just drink from the bottle, right?

As Emperor Jing, he still has to maintain some dignity. This attitude is not very elegant.

Wen Suili was choked and suddenly speechless because of her.

It was really my fault. I was used to living alone and didn't prepare a cup for her.

"I was negligent..."

Since his apprentice came back, he has been feeling tired more and more.

Jun Lin was understanding: "It's okay, it's not your fault, just be careful next time."

He's quite arrogant.

Wen Suili was hesitant to speak, "You should have a little awareness of being a woman!"

After dancing with the sword, she felt refreshed. She stretched her body comfortably, just like every morning in Ghost Valley. She looked at her master happily and said, "Let's go. It's time for breakfast."

Wen Suili froze.

Wen Suili looked away out of guilt.

Wen Suili staggered and sat down on the stone bench again to drink tea.

Jun Lin: “……?”

She asked suspiciously, "Master, didn't you cook?"

The man's voice was soft, and his eyes were innocent and pure under his slightly curly silver hair: "You know, I can't cook..."

Jun Lin couldn't believe it: "Then how did you survive these years?!"

"I can eat what I made myself, but most people can't finish it..."

His voice was very soft, and it sounded a little aggrieved.

After both of them became apprentices, he had a hard time too. He couldn't even have a normal meal. He finally made up his mind to learn to be self-reliant, but he didn't know where he went wrong and everything he made became forbidden food.

He felt wronged, but he was strong.

For the sake of his reputation as a master, he would never complain to his disciples.

But now that Jun Lin asked him this question, he couldn't control his emotions anymore.

God knows what kind of horrible things he ate after the two of them left.

At that moment, Jun Lin was speechless for a long time.

She swayed and fell onto the stone bench, staring at Wen Suili.

The atmosphere was terrifyingly silent.

After a long while, she finally found her voice: "I miss my brother..."

The man murmured in a low voice: "Me too..."

I miss the chef in Guiguzi.

Gong Qing didn't know how to cook at first, but he had no choice. Faced with a master who was a bit naive and silly, and a martial arts-crazy junior brother who wanted to spend all his time practicing martial arts, he had to cook by himself.

He is a smart man and learns things quickly. When he succeeds in making delicious dishes after failing twice, at that moment, he is the god of Junlin and Wensuili.

Gongqing still can't forget the day when the two people's eyes were shining like stars and they looked at him with admiration and gratitude.

That's not much achievement.

The two rebellious guys were completely subdued with just one meal.

From now on, all meals will be prepared by the ministers.

Junlin has never cooked, and neither has Wen Suili.

What a joke, who would be willing to waste time cooking when they have someone to serve them? One is immersed in practicing martial arts day and night, and the other is sitting under the eaves staring at the sky and daydreaming. Don't ask, if you ask, it's just that the master is observing the celestial phenomena, he is not daydreaming out of boredom.

Now that the ministers are not here, it is difficult for the two of them to even have meals.

For the first time, Jun Lin felt that her life was so miserable. She took a deep breath for a few days and held back her longing: "I admit that I spoke to my brother a little loudly before."

Wen Suili covered her lips with her sleeves and blinked: "Me too."

Jun Lin lamented, "I really can't rely on others for everything."

Wen Suili nodded obediently: "I think so too."

Jun Lin was sad: "When I think about it carefully, it turns out that Senior Brother is such a good person."

Wen Suili echoed: "I noticed that too."

Jun Lin: “…”

She raised her head expressionlessly and looked at the man who kept adding little tails to the ends of her words, and she felt choked up for a moment.

Wen Suili was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

She turned her head away silently and didn't look at him.

Forget it, for the sake of his ignorance and confusion like a little lamb.

If he is so cute, I will choose to forgive him.

Jun Lin made up his mind: "I'll go hunt some pheasants and find some wild fruits to have a meal together first."

She doesn't know how to cook delicious dishes, but she can do simple and rough barbecue.

After cleaning, put it on the rack and bake it.

You can eat it when it’s cooked.

Wen Suili wanted to save his face, so he said seriously, "Let me cook. I have made some progress recently."

Jun Lin stared at him in silence. The distrustful look in his eyes made him break out in a cold sweat.

After a long while, she patted the man's shoulder as if entrusting him with an important task, and said in a heavy tone, "Then I'll leave it to you, Master."

It had a rather tragic meaning of "the land of glory is gone and never returns", and Wen Suili's mouth twitched when he heard it.

It hasn't come to that.

But he still composed himself and went to the kitchen. Jun Lin followed closely behind him. She wanted to see what amazing things her master could do and whether he could make something as scary as dark cuisine.