Half a Sect Master

】Brother Fan~ Bai Fan trembled again, and hesitantly typed on the keyboard 【What's the matter with you, are you stimulated? 】Actually, Bai Fan wanted to ask him if he was taking the wrong medicine. In the usual conversations, Bai Fan's impression of Gongyi has always been a very stable buddy. What's going on today.

】Gongyijun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a secret sigh, he was so complacent that he almost revealed his secrets.

【Brother Fan: Huh? 】

Gong Yijun with a sinister smile, continued to enter, [If one day the account is stolen, wouldn't we be unable to contact. 】【Brother Fan: Well, this is true. ] [Gongyi: Brother Fan also thinks it makes sense. Do you have any other numbers? Let's use a trumpet to add friends, so that if you lose this number, you won't be afraid of losing contact. 】Bai Fan didn't think much, he raised his hand and agreed.

I saw [Brother Fan: Well, good. ], Gong Yijun clenched his fists with both hands, made a victory gesture, and then quickly sent his number to the past. After the two added each other as friends, Gong Yijun saw that there was an avatar on his number, and he was very satisfied. Clear the chat history, then evacuate quickly, and leave safely before your big brother returns.

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Bai Fan looked at the time, it was seven o'clock, and after saying hello to Gongyi, he turned off the computer, went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on a comfortable pajamas, lay in bed and waited for eight o'clock Come on, today is an important day.

When that sleepy feeling came, Bai Fan did not resist, let his consciousness fall into the darkness, and when he woke up again, he was lying on an antique bed. Bai Fan reached into a hidden corner on the inside of the bedpost and pressed it. A dark grid popped up from the originally smooth wall. There was nothing in the dark grid except for a thin piece of letter paper. Bai Fan picked up the letter and read it from beginning to end, he couldn't help but smiled helplessly, but he didn't mention it.

Bai Fan reached out and grabbed a set of clothes placed by the head of the bed and put it on, called Bi Shui in, "Did I order anything during the day? I forgot, you help me think about it."

Bishui tilted her head and thought about it for a while, then shook her head and said, "The sect master didn't tell me anything, the slave can't remember it."

Sure enough, that boy, he really didn't give him any hints. Every year it is so awkward, Bai Fan is both funny and angry, he waved Bishui to prepare fine white noodles, and other Seasonings below.

After Bai Fan said this, Bishui covered her mouth and exclaimed, yes, today is the leader's birthday, why did she forget it again, but the leader doesn't allow anyone to remember his No one is allowed to remind me of my birthday, and there is no celebration at all every year. I just give myself a bowl of longevity noodles, so I won’t be blamed if I forget it. Bi Shui nodded and hurriedly went down to prepare.

Watching Bi Shui leave with You Wei's astonishment, Bai Fan really wanted to sigh. In the past ten years, every time Yin Rui's birthday came, he would personally give Yin Rui a bowl of longevity noodles, but The most insidious thing about that boy Yin Rui is that he will not give him any reminders, and he will not allow people around him to remind him that the day of that day depends on his own memory. Don't think that Yin Rui's low-key is not good for his birthday. It doesn't matter if he forgets it. In fact, if he dares to forget, the consequences will definitely be very serious. Bai Fan still remembers that one year he was too busy to remember Yin Rui's birthday, but for a whole month, Yin Rui gave him The letter was solved in three words, and when I asked him for his opinion, he only replied with a single syllable, um, ah. In the end, it was he who made up the bowl of longevity noodles to end the cold war.

In that month, although Yin Rui couldn't get mad at him, Bai Fan could still feel how angry Yin Rui was from the attitude of the people around him, so Bai Fan was very angry with Yin Rui. Rui's bastard's birthday, but remember it firmly, even more than his own birthday, for fear of forgetting one day. But even so, on this day every year, Bai Fan couldn't help but sigh. He was really careful, how could there be such an awkward and careful person.

Although he was muttering in his heart, Bai Fan still got to the kitchen early. The kid was a little careful, but he didn't ask for anything on his birthday, only this one wish, could he be okay? Satisfy? All the ingredients in the kitchen have been prepared. Bai Fan first put the spare ribs into the soup pot and simmered the soup, and then began to knead the flour. After the flour was kneaded, slowly pull it into a long one to ensure that the noodles were not broken, and then put a porcelain Pour some oil into the plate and marinate, so that the noodles will be more elastic after soaking in oil for a few hours.

After the preparations were done, Bai Fan let a person watch the fire in the kitchen and left first. He can't go down yet. And the soup needs to be boiled for a while before it is fragrant.

Time to let him cook the noodles.

Nothing to deal with, Bai Fan simply took a miscellaneous note to read, since Yin Rui became the leader, his life has become very leisurely, without Yin Nanhan's daily examination and comparison , and there is no heavy schoolwork. If you want to use an exact description, it is that you used to be the prince, although he had status but was managed by one person, now he is the emperor, who is truly above ten thousand people, so these two The comfort of the location is completely incomparable.

After reading for about an hour, Bai Fan put down the book and began to meditate and adjust his breath. When he looked inside, he was amazed to find that the internal breath in his body seemed to have grown a lot stronger than yesterday. Speaking of which, this Yin Rui's progress in one year has been really rapid. Bai Fan couldn't help but feel a little pantothenic acid. Is this the reason for the difference in talent? His cultivation base has increased more and more slowly in the past two years, but Yin Rui seems to have taken a big tonic pill. Climbing up the same way, Bai Fan admitted that if he faced Yin Rui now, he would only be defeated and defeated.

Bai Fan sat quietly in the house to adjust his breath, but when it was about to dawn, he opened his eyes on time, walked into the kitchen, boiled water, poured the soup under it, and in just a quarter of an hour, A bowl of fragrant longevity noodles is ready. Bai Fan brought the bowl of longevity noodles back to his room and put it on the table. He climbed into the bed and lay down by himself. After a while, he began to feel groggy.

Yin Rui smelled the familiar aroma before opening his eyes. Looking at the hot noodles on the table, a hint of satisfaction appeared on his face, and he went to the table to pick up chopsticks to taste , until the last bit of soup is drunk into the belly. Yin Rui squinted his eyes in satisfaction, Fan's craftsmanship is really getting better and better.

In the eyes of others, the leader just ordered a bowl of noodles for himself, but in fact, it was Bai Fan and Yin Rui who completed a handover.