Jiang Zhenyu stared at him without blinking, not wanting to miss the moment he returned to ancient times.
Unexpectedly, when Xiao Jingzhou walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, the wooden bowl did not react at all.
Xiao Jingzhou stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and saw the lawn illuminated by the street lights through the transparent window.
Everything he saw told him that he was still in the 21st century.
What's going on?
Why is this happening?
He turned and looked at Jiang Zhenyu, with confusion and bewilderment in his eyes.
Jiang Zhenyu didn't understand what was going on, so she suggested, "Why not try again?"
There was no other way now, so Xiao Jingzhou had to try again.
He tried several times in succession, but to no avail.
...
...
The two had to accept the fact.
Xiao Jingzhou frowned, and a faint haze spread in his eyes.
Jiang Zhenyu comforted him: "Maybe it will take effect tomorrow?"
It was getting late and she was feeling sleepy.
Jiang Zhenyu took Xiao Jingzhou to the guest room, which was fully equipped.
The nanny made special preparations to facilitate guests visiting during the New Year.
"This is a switch, you can use this to operate the light.
There's one next to the bed, too, here. ”
"You can also turn on the light by voice control by calling Xiao Ai."
Jiang Zhenyu introduced the room furnishings to him and told him about the toiletries.
Bathroom faucet, hot and cold water switches.
Every time Jiang Zhenyu introduced something, Xiao Jingzhou looked calm, but his eyes revealed his excitement.
After she had introduced the bathroom to Xiao Jingzhou, she was wondering what else she had left to introduce.
Toilet.
toilet!
Jiang Zhenyu felt a little troubled, this thing was unlike the others.
She couldn't demonstrate it live, that would be too indecent!
Jiang Zhenyu was still daydreaming when she heard Xiao Jingzhou calling her.
“Miss Jiang, I didn’t expect that the pool in the 21st century would be so white and clean.”
pool?
Jiang Zhenyu subconsciously looked at the sink, but did not see Xiao Jingzhou.
She glanced to the other side of the bathroom and saw Xiao Jingzhou standing next to the toilet, reaching out his hand to touch the water inside.
Jiang Zhenyu: “!!!”
"Don't touch it! That's a toilet!"
Xiao Jingzhou's whole body stiffened and he quickly withdrew one hand.
Jiang Zhenyu couldn't care less about all that, but she didn't know how to explain it either.
She can't teach a man how to go to the toilet, right?
Jiang Zhenyu quickly took out his mobile phone, searched for videos of using the toilet, and asked Xiao Jingzhou to play it himself.
Xiao Jingzhou was a little embarrassed at first, but when he finished watching the video, a blush appeared on his face.
He returned the red trifold to Jiang Zhenyu and couldn't help but say, "Mine is black."
"Ah?" Jiang Zhenyu didn't react. She lowered her head to look at her phone before she figured it out.
"Yeah, that's right."
"One is black and the other is red, easy to distinguish."
Hearing this, a trace of loss flashed in Xiao Jingzhou's eyes, but he quickly comforted himself that this object called a mobile phone was only owned by him and Miss Jiang, and it was of great significance.
Jiang Zhenyu's eyelids were twitching and she couldn't help but yawn.
"It's late, go to bed."
"I won't be able to get up too early tomorrow, so if you're hungry, go find something to eat in the fridge."
The next day, noon.
The sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the soft quilt.
The dazzling light silently awakened Jiang Zhenyu.
She stretched out her white hand from under the quilt and fumbled for the cell phone on the bedside table.
12:07.
Jiang Zhenyu suddenly sat up and rubbed his messy hair.
She recalled what happened last night and knew clearly that it was not a dream.
So she quickly threw off the quilt, washed up, and went into the cloakroom to change her clothes.
Jiang Zhenyu walked out of the room and passed by Xiao Jingzhou's room, and found that the door was closed.
Before she could hesitate whether to knock on the door, she heard some noise downstairs.
Jiang Zhenyu walked down the stairs and followed the sound into the kitchen, where he saw buns, dumplings and other food on the dining table.
There was even a bowl of noodles.
Is the babysitter back?
Before Jiang Zhenyu could say anything, he saw Xiao Jingzhou coming out with a bowl of noodles.
Xiao Jingzhou smiled warmly: "Miss Jiang, you're awake."
"You were so worried about Jingzhou's affairs last night that you probably didn't sleep well.
Sit down and have some hot noodles. ”
Jiang Zhenyu was surprised and asked, "Did you do all this?"
Xiao Jingzhou smiled faintly and nodded.
"How did you do that?"
Xiao Jingzhou took out a black tri-fold wallet.
He opened a search software.
Jiang Zhenyu can see the search history by just lowering his eyes.
How to make a bowl of noodles?
How to make a fire?
How to light the fire to cook noodles?
And many more.
She was so shocked that she didn't know how to start, and she swallowed the words back when they came to her lips.
After a long while, she said, "I searched and showed you the video last night. Just like that, you learned it?"
Xiao Jingzhou smiled faintly and nodded, and even explained to her: "The phone the girl gave me also has that little picture."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhenyu couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.
She exclaimed sincerely: "You are this!"
How smart a person must be to think of learning how to cook a bowl of noodles through searching!
She picked up the chopsticks, picked up a dumpling, and tasted the hot dumpling.
"What are these buns and dumplings?"
"Micro-wave oven."
Jiang Zhenyu shut up. She didn't want to ask any more questions.
Although the person in front of her was an ancient person who lived thousands of years ago, his ability to accept things was too good.
Jiang Zhenyu was even a little scared, thinking that if Xiao Jingzhou stayed in the 21st century for a longer period of time, he might have a stronger ability to survive than her.
At least, the noodles she cooked were not that delicious.
Woohoo, a bowl of delicious food.
Jiang Zhenyu finished his noodles, and before he could take the next step, Xiao Jingzhou took away his empty bowl.
Then he skillfully took out his cell phone and started searching for how to wash dishes.
Jiang Zhenyu was stunned when he saw this scene.
She pointed to the dishwasher in a rare moment of conscience.
Xiao Jingzhou nodded in understanding, took a photo, and started searching for how to develop it.
The operation of taking pictures almost frightened Jiang Zhenyu.
"You didn't travel from the present to the past, and then traveled from the past to the present?"
Otherwise, how can we explain that ancient people thousands of years ago would take photos to search for problems?
After Xiao Jingzhou searched for the answer, he heard Jiang Zhenyu's strange words and a look of confusion appeared on his face.
He asked, "What do you mean, girl?"
After Jiang Zhenyu explained it, Xiao Jingzhou suddenly understood.
"I see."
"I was asking for something here, and a kind person told me how to take photos."
Jiang Zhenyu said no more and let Xiao Jingzhou work in the kitchen with peace of mind.
After working for a while, Xiao Jingzhou rushed out of the kitchen.
There were still water droplets on his hands, and Jiang Zhenyu handed him a tissue.
The white, soft paper passed through the gaps between the bony fingers and absorbed the water droplets.
Jiang Zhenyu couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
Damn it!
Modeling the face is fine.
These hands are more than enough to be a hand model!
"What's wrong?" Xiao Jingzhou asked in a low voice.
"No, nothing." Jiang Zhenyu denied it flatly.
Jiang Zhenyu quickly pushed the wooden bowl and said, "You suddenly disappeared.
Write a letter and be transported back to ancient times.
So as not to worry family members. ”
Hearing this, Xiao Jingzhou couldn't help but sigh: "It's useless, I tried it."
Jiang Zhenyu didn't expect that Xiao Jingzhou had lost contact with ancient times after coming to the 21st century.
She threw a piece of paper into the wooden bowl and said to herself: Collect it!
The paper didn't move at all, as if the wooden bowl had never been subjected to any special medium.
Now not only Xiao Jingzhou was worried, Jiang Zhenyu also started to worry.
It is not easy for a person with an unidentified identity to walk openly on the street in the 21st century!
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