Long Xiaofan agreed.
This kid looks like he only has the mental capacity of a three-year-old, but he can actually take care of himself; he's just not mentally mature.
Since water couldn't be boiled in the main room, he went to the smaller, more dilapidated kitchen next door to boil water. Before leaving, he checked on the porridge in the pot and told Qi Qi, "It's not cooked yet, little brother, don't eat it. Wait until it's cooked before you eat it."
"Understood," Qi Qi said, "You must call him Young Master Long, not younger brother!"
Long Xiaofan: "I understand, little brother!"
Qi Qi: "???"
After he left, Qi Qi picked up the spoon on the table, stirred the pot, and obediently sat on the stool to wait for the porridge.
Plain congee smells so good.
After eating fish for a month, he can finally have something hot to eat. If he wasn't worried about ruining the fish character's image, he would have asked Sterling and the others for food when he went to the last dungeon.
The system suddenly asked: "Do you still remember Louis and the others?"
Qi Qi: [Louis? Who's that?]
System: [Where's Lan?]
Qi Qi scratched his head: "These two names seem a little familiar, like I know them, but I can't quite remember."
The system then mentioned another name.
Qi Qi shook his head: "Never heard of it."
...
Long Xiaofan brought in a bucket after boiling water. There was a large wooden basin under the bed. He dragged the basin out, poured the hot water in, and found a towel that looked relatively new for Qi Qi.
"Go wash up, little brother."
Qi Qi looked at Long Xiaofan, who was standing to the side staring straight at him, grinning foolishly with his teeth showing. He was also looking at the hot water and was about to take a bath.
System: [Let him out.]
Qi Qi then said, "Get out."
Long Xiaofan immediately put on a serious expression with his thick eyebrows and big eyes and said, "The fire in the kitchen has gone out, it's cold, I'm not going."
Qi Qi thought for a moment and said, "Then you're not allowed to look."
Long Xiaofan then sat down by the stove with his back to Qi Qi, looking at the porridge.
The large wooden tub was only two meters behind him, and it was too heavy. Qi Qi, with his delicate skin and lack of exercise, couldn't pull it at all.
Long Xiaofan said that even with water added, he still couldn't pull it, so Qi Qi had no choice but to leave it like that.
The moment his cold body came into contact with the hot water, Qi Qi couldn't help but let out a sigh.
The sound of water was incessant. Long Xiaofan had her back to him and, as expected, didn't turn around. She just turned red in the ears and stood up.
After Qi Qi finished washing up, his fair face was flushed, and a towel was still covering his head. The porridge was ready.
It had sugar added, and after a warm bite, my stomach finally felt less empty.
While eating, Qi Qi kept watching the plot and complaining: "Even my dog won't eat this, and you're feeding it to me, young master? How awful..."
He ate too fast and burned his mouth. Qi Qi was used to being fed, so he naturally drank the water that Long Xiaofan fed him.
Long Xiaofan watched as he buried his head in the bowl to drink water, his long eyelashes fluttering, his fair cheeks slurping obediently. After finishing, he raised his head, his eyebrows furrowed, and he began to berate himself again:
"It's all your fault, you big oaf, you burned me!"
Long Xiaofan immediately leaned closer and said, "Blow on it for your little brother, it's not hot... phew..."
The man had handsome features against his dark skin, and the way he looked at the wind with his eyes downcast gave him a kind of honest and simple earnestness.
Qi Qi felt embarrassed for bullying an honest person, and started digging his toes into the ground again.
Long Xiaofan's slippers were too big, and his five round, pink toes were tucked together, making them look even redder.
Qi Qi felt sleepy after finishing his meal.
The protagonist's house consists of a kitchen, a woodshed, a storeroom, and this main house.
Actually, this wasn't originally his family's house, but after his parents passed away, the protagonist's relatives used the fact that he wasn't their biological son to force Long Xiaofan to live in this old house.
So in fact, there is only one bed in his house now.
The production team provided a portable single bed, but... that's right, the bed is still with Lin Feiyang. How could the young master possibly carry his own luggage?
Moreover, the rain was too heavy, there was no signal in the village, and the production team could not be contacted.
In the story, although the young master took a liking to Long Xiaofan, this simple-minded and rough man, it didn't mean that he would... On the first day, he slept in the bed, while Long Xiaofan was forced to sleep on the floor. This was also a point that Long Aotian would use to take revenge on Long Qi a month later.
Qi Qi wouldn't let Long Xiaofan sleep on the floor.
Standing on the wooden bed in the countryside, hands on hips, Qi Qi laid down three rules, pointing to the foot of the bed: "You sleep here!"
Long Xiaofan was very obedient, and the big guy just huddled at the foot of the bed.
Then Qi Qi lay down on the pillow in the middle of the bed. It was summer, and there was only a simple straw mat on the bed. The quilt was also thin. Qi Qi's body temperature was low, and he was afraid of heat but not cold, so it was just right for him to be covered up.
The pillow was an unidentified herbal pillow, with a slight grassy smell and the scent of Long Xiaofan. It wasn't unpleasant, but its presence was very strong.
Half asleep in the middle of the night, Qi Qi felt a warmth near his feet. He instinctively kicked his foot, and his ankle was immediately grabbed.
Long Xiaofan gripped the ankle in front of his chest; it was a thin, delicate piece that he could hold with one hand.
It seems there's still a faint scent of sun-dried grass in the air.
The skin is cold, but the taste is warm.
These eyes have excellent night vision. After the heavy rain stopped, a little moonlight shone through the window cracks, and Long Xiaofan squinted as he looked up.
The beauty was sleeping soundly, but when she turned over and kicked me, the blanket slipped off her body, revealing what was under her T-shirt.
Long Xiaofan felt a heat on the tip of his nose.
This bed is so white and straight.
The curves of this bed are so full.
...
"Whoa whoa!……"
Early in the morning, a rooster's crow woke Qi Qi from his sleep. He rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up, staring blankly into the air.
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