062 Master and Disciple Meet
People are born knowing how to drink milk.
That is to say, people are born knowing how to “draw” and “suck” to get nutrition. This behavior is an instinct; no one needs to teach it.
So, when Yu Ling’er drank soy milk, just like when Yu Yourong drank milk tea, she naturally knew how to sip from a straw without being told.
Slurp, slurp—
The suction power of a snake clan person’s mouth is very strong. Yu Ling’er’s two pink cheeks hollowed slightly, and with a couple of puffs, a cup of soy milk was soon sipped to the bottom.
But you could only say it was to the bottom, not that it was finished.
At least, not completely finished.
The soy milk at [Song’s Buns] was made directly from two household-style Joyoung soy milk makers. It wasn’t diluted with water after being made, and the filtering was also perfunctory. It was relatively thick, and after drinking, a thin layer would adhere to the wall of the cup, which was the “essence.”
It must be a bond between master and disciple. Yu Ling’er’s obsession with this layer of “essence” was the same as Yu Yourong’s love for the pearls in her milk tea.
“…”
However, Yu Ling’er was not as a bit dorky as her Yu Yourong. A master is different from a disciple. A master knows many things, especially after her hunger was relieved, she immediately began to pay attention to her composure.
First, she stole a glance from the corner of her eye and saw that Qin Ren seemed to be playing with a small black box and was not paying attention to her for the time being. So she pressed her legs together and turned her body slightly to the side, pretending to fiddle with the plastic bag for the buns, making a rustling sound as a cover. In fact, she took the opportunity to tear open the seal of the soy milk cup. Her pink tongue extended from between her lips, long and soft like her disciple’s, and curled, nimbly sweeping along the wall of the cup.
Sliide—
After licking one round, Yu Ling’er stared at the soy milk cup and did it again.
Sliide—
This was just like licking the box and lid when drinking yogurt. It was very satisfying, and so her eyes sparkled.
“What are you doing?”
“!”
A faint inquiry came from behind. The startled Yu Ling’er threw away the clean-as-a-whistle cup, turned her head to see Qin Ren’s eyes, and hastily lowered her head, her two jade-like hands clasped in front of her lower abdomen, her pretty face slightly red.
“I… I’m full…”
“Oh, alright.”
Qin Ren looked at the transparent empty cup on the ground. He had actually guessed what she was doing, but since she cared about her table manners, he wouldn’t expose her.
It was her first time here. It was best to let her follow her own habits first. He remembered that when Yu Yourong first arrived, she barely spoke. Now, she had also gradually changed.
“This, you have to throw it in here.”
Common sense is something that is cultivated bit by bit. Qin Ren stood up and threw the soy milk cup into the trash can, demonstrating for Yu Ling’er.
“This is called a trash can. If you have anything to throw away outside, throw it in here.”
“There are two.”
Yu Ling’er had seen trash cans on the street, but after the specific explanation, she looked thoughtful.
“The colors are different?”
“Mhm, one is for recyclables, one is for non-recyclables. This is very complicated. I don’t understand it either. In short, just don’t throw it on the street.”
Trash sorting was something Qin Ren felt he would never be able to figure out and remember in his lifetime, let alone require it of an otherworldly person. After handing Yu Ling’er two pieces of paper, he led her home.
“Is your home that place nearby with a slight spiritual energy?” Yu Ling’er had been able to wander to this vicinity, so she had naturally sensed it.
“Yes. That spiritual energy is from my cat. I don’t know where she got it.”
“Yourong and the Pixiu are both at your place?”
“Yes. And you probably don’t know, the Pixiu has transformed into a human form now. She’s a girl.”
“A girl…”
“Mhm, a little girl. The kind who hasn’t even fully grown her hair.”
…
Qin Ren walked in front, talking about the current situation at home. Yu Ling’er followed behind, holding her longsword.
Qin Ren had originally thought that this master would have the same capable, female-warrior air as her disciple, but in reality, that was not the case.
Yu Ling’er’s steps were small. Although he didn’t know what her posture was like when she used her sword, at least when she usually walked, her figure was graceful and swaying, like a peony just out of the water. The light, mature charm of her budding youth was naturally exuded, yet her eyes were full of a shy and witty spirit.
The feeling she gave Qin Ren was like that of a young woman who had just gotten married. She wanted to maintain a dignified posture, but her curious eyes couldn’t help but look around. Her long, soft, and dense eyelashes blinked, and she would intermittently chat with Qin Ren, who was walking in front. Her gaze would sweep back and forth between Qin Ren’s back and the shops near Longhu Residential Community.
…
When they reached the community entrance, the “hanfu young lady” Yu Ling’er naturally attracted the attention of some passersby. Yu Ling’er timidly avoided their gazes and didn’t notice that Qin Ren had already scanned the access gate.
Beep—
“Hurry up, go in,” Qin Ren urged.
“Oh…”
Yu Ling’er nodded numbly and took a slow step, successfully bumping into the gate that had just closed.
Yu Ling’er was startled. She furrowed her long, delicate brows in a helpless manner and asked Qin Ren in a low voice.
“It closes again…?”
“That’s why I told you to hurry up.”
Qin Ren shook his head. This master didn’t seem very smart.
At least, compared to the genius girl Yu Yourong, she wasn’t as quick-witted.
Beep—
Qin Ren swiped the card again. This time, Yu Ling’er was prepared. She held her sword in one hand, slightly lifted her skirt, and with a series of light, dragonfly-like steps, she crossed the gate in one go.
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At this time, classmate Yu Yourong at home had also gotten up.
She didn’t do her morning exercises today. She changed out of her pajamas and into her day clothes, sat on the sofa, and started to recall a dream she had last night. Then she was in a daze for a long time, until the Pixiu came out of the bedroom holding a large pillow.
“You’re up so early today?” Yu Yourong looked at Luo Yao.
“This eminence doesn’t plan to get up yet.”
Qin Ren was gone. He had said he wasn’t working overtime today, so before he came back to dress her, Luo Yao would not get up.
She was just thirsty now, so she went to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and took out a Coke.
Gulp, gulp, gulp—
“Pfft~”
Comfortable.
But because she wasn’t fully awake, she had accidentally drunk too fast, and it had splashed all over her mouth. Seeing that it was about to drip on her nightdress, Luo Yao looked at the large pillow in her arms, buried her little face in it, and rubbed it hard twice.
The large pillow originally had Qin Ren’s scent. Luo Yao now decided to add a little Coke flavor, as a punishment for Qin Ren.
He clearly wasn’t working overtime today. Why did he run off somewhere early in the morning again…
A man, not staying home to accompany the High Immortal, just running around all day. Of course, a Qin Ren who doesn’t abide by the way of a husband needs to be punished.
Even if Qin Ren came back to settle accounts with her later, she wasn’t afraid. A dead Pixiu is not afraid of boiling water. As long as she pretended to be asleep and then gave him the opportunity to touch her little feet, it would be fine.
Luo Yao looked down at her little feet. They were spotless, fair and white, only the size of Qin Ren’s palm, just right for him to hold one in each hand and play with. No wonder Qin Ren was such a pervert.
“What are you doing, Little Fish?” In her daze, Luo Yao also noticed that Yu Yourong hadn’t done her morning exercises today, but was sitting on the sofa in a daze.
“I… had a dream yesterday.”
“What dream?”
“It’s just…”
Yu Yourong paused.
“I can’t remember clearly. Anyway, I dreamed that a woman came into our house, a very big woman. The house couldn’t even fit her, so… so brother kicked us out…”
“Kicked out?”
Luo Yao, who had just finished her Coke, let out a disdainful little burp.
“Then what about Qin Ren?”
Yu Yourong was stunned. She thought for a moment and shook her head.
“I don’t know.”
“Then that’s fine. If it were in this eminence’s dream, Qin Ren would definitely have kicked himself out too, and run away from home with me, and then let that big lump of a woman stay at home alone.”
Click—
Just as she was speaking, the door opened.
“Is… is this it?”
“Yes.”
A seemingly familiar female voice sounded at the door. Yu Yourong’s heart tightened. She thought her nightmare had come true. But when she stood up and looked, a touch of gentleness and joy appeared in her eyes.
“Master…”
“Yourong!”
