My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 210 Deodorant

  It is quiet at night, and the moonlight is like water.

  The two people on the bed seemed to be asleep, and there was no movement at all.

  Only the air conditioner hung on the wall quietly creates cold wind.

   No words for a night.

  Wake up the next day, there is no longer Jiang He on the bed. The quilt and pillows are stacked together. Xu Qing changes clothes and leaves the living room. Jiang He is holding a sword.

  The sword is like a dragon.

  The sword light flashed, bringing a bit of cold wind.

   "Why did you start practicing again?"

  Xu Qing leaned against the wall and walked around Jiang He, and went to the washstand to wash, so as not to be cut by her accidentally.

   Jiang He didn't answer, he swished and danced his sword, winter melon shrank in its nest and looked at her, similar to Xu Qing's performance.

  I haven't practiced for a period of time, and felt that the bones and muscles were rusted, and the mood became different, which made her feel a little bit of crisis.

After washing in twos or twos, Xu Qing wiped her face with a towel, leaning against the wall to watch her practice sword.

  Summer training and winter training are still a bit different. In winter, Jiang He wears thick sweaters and trousers in the bedroom, and the whole body is tightly wrapped.

  It’s different now, dress coolly and enjoy watching.

  "Um...actually, you can practice in the bedroom. It's very hot outside of you." He noticed the fine sweat from Jiang He's forehead, and gestured with his fingers over the bedroom, indicating that there is air conditioning there.

  "……"

  Jiang He finished his set of training, took his sword and exhaled, and glanced at Xu Qing.

  A strand of broken hair slanted in front of his forehead, his eyes screaming, so Xu Qing didn't say what he said next.

  The heroine doesn't seem to be right.

  Fortunately, the next moment Jiang He returned to his familiar appearance, raised his hand and opened his hair, tilted his head and said: "The rice is in the pot."

"you are not normal."

"I am normal."

  Jiang He casually threw it, Xu Qing quickly caught the sword and watched her go into the bathroom to take a shower.

  Practice a sweat in the morning before taking a shower...

  This designation is abnormal.

  Xu Qing drew his sword and played it twice, shook it out a few times and took it back, put it by the wall, and went into the kitchen. The millet porridge in the pot and the baked green onion cake next to it were still warm.

"did you eat?"

   "No!" Jiang He's echo came from the bathroom.

  "Can you not change your clothes when you are sweating? Are you still wearing that sweaty pajamas?" Xu Qing didn't rush to eat, wandering to the bathroom door and asked.

  "……"

  There was silence in the bathroom.

   careless.

   "May I get it for you?"

   "...Go ahead."

  Looking out a piece of clothing from the bedroom, Xu Qing waited outside the door, Jiang He took a shower and opened the door with a small slit, connected the clothes in, and came out refreshingly after a while.

  Spent the morning in Jiang He's study and Xu Qing's martial arts practice.

  It’s hard to compare Jiang He who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, but with the joy of advancing every inch, Xu Qing is now playing swords as if he has learned how to use his strength, and he learns the moves quickly.

  Swords are not like swords. They mostly use wrist strength to move around in a small area, seeking a quick and accurate stability, rather than opening and closing like a knife, relying on the strength of the arm.

  Jiang He is also very serious in learning, holding the pen holder and feeling good about himself, his back is straight.

  Reader.

  This is called both civil and military.

   "Why does Li Bai write so many poems?"

   "Because he is a great writer, Li Bai Doujiu has a hundred poems." Xu Qing looked at her and said in a strange way: "Didn't you say that this kind of question can be skipped? You don't want to kill him with a sword."

   "People who write questions are hateful."

   Jiang He thinks Li Bai is as annoying as Xiao Ming.

   People who are idle for more than a thousand years...

   "Can't be tired of studying, if you are tired, find Pingping to play games."

   "No, I want to learn!"

   Jiang He bit the pen and glanced at Xu Qing, and rejected his proposal.

  I forgot to poke Xu Qing’s stomach twice in sleep last night...

  Xu Qing slowly held the sword flower with her sword, as if she hadn't noticed her gaze.

  Jiang He's performance was a bit abnormal yesterday...it can't be considered abnormal. It should be normal for ordinary people, but Jiang He felt a bit wrong.

  Think about it carefully, only to realize that his cognition has actually been biased.

  He has always seen Jiang He's changes in his eyes. Although he clearly knows that she has made a lot of progress, he still hasn't really changed his mentality.

It’s true that Jiang He’s force is quite high. He has always acted like Jiang He, but from a mentality point of view, Jiang He has always been a weak person in Xu Qing’s eyes. In all aspects of her, except for the super high force, she is aware of everything. Very ignorant.

  It's like being in jail in the 1990s and now being released. It is very difficult to live alone, and he has been taking care of and guiding him.

However, Jiang He’s learning and accepting abilities are not comparable to those of middle-aged people who have been in jail for decades. Those who have been in jail in the 1980s and 1990s may find it difficult to get used to the current life for a year or two, and they are not used to their intelligence. Mobile phones, can’t learn to scan codes, don’t trust e-wallets, can’t use computers...

  In just one year, Jiang He has changed his face, and the time is so short that it can be said to be very amazing. Among them, there are credits for his teaching all the time, as well as her own reasons. In short, she is no longer so ignorant.

  Xu Qing silently reflects on herself.

  Before Jiang He was more powerful, he has always been a weak person in his life. Although he did not say clearly, Jiang He and Xu Qing usually think this way when they are together, and they rely on one to take care of each other.

  So although he usually has a little bit of hands and feet, he has always kept a bottom line. At most, he occasionally thinks about wrongs and tries to use words.

  When she was still ignorant, Xu Qing never wanted to go too far. She occasionally looked at Big Bear, and her physical contact was limited to touching her calf.

  He knew that even if he tried to trick him into reaching out, he wouldn’t be beaten...but that’s not good.

Current situation……

  Xu Qing turned around holding Jianhua, his eyes met Jiang He's.

   No matter how fast Jiang He flashes, Xu Qing has already seen the flashing eyes of her.

  There is something very subtle in it.

  It was like... the gaze she looked at when she had just finished swordsmanship in the morning.

  I have been together for a long time and are very familiar with each other. Even a casual look or action has different meanings.

  She doesn’t want to be a ‘weak’ anymore.

  Xu Qing suddenly understood Jiang He's meaning.

  Jiang He has changed his mentality one step ahead of him, and does not want to continue to play the weak one.

  That means equality.

  It’s a wonderful tacit understanding. Jiang He has been guarding him against anything abnormal, and this kind of ‘precaution’ is naturally at a disadvantage.

  Now she is ready to take off her defenses.

  If Jiang He knew what Xu Qing was thinking now, he would be surprised.

  She was not fully aware of her change, but there were only a few signs, and Xu Qing had already noticed it as soon as she showed some signs.

   "Have you thought about what to broadcast tonight?"

  Xu Qing grabbed his mind, put the sword away, and asked.

"not yet."

  1600 points is almost the limit she can hit now. She has been scraping and relied on technology to smooth out the equipment gap. If you continue to play with bad luck, it will fall. If you want to go further, you can only update the equipment.

  Jiang He frowned and thought, “If I make good equipment, can I keep going up, with a permanent score of 1,67, and dominate the duel?”

  "If you want to broadcast this, you can invest appropriately, spend a few thousand dollars to make a set of sky, and then equip it...or you can buy a set of transitional qualified equipment first, and then slowly brush it."

  "Vote a few thousand dollars..."

  Jiang He hesitates. She has been playing for so long and has some understanding of equipment, a holiday suit or sky parts, epic bust, pets, auras, titles, enchants...

  It is already a huge investment to create a account that can barely be seen-money and time are indispensable.

  As Xu Qing said, spend a few thousand yuan, and then slowly brush it, it takes about half a year.

   "The process of creating an account can also be broadcast. If you like this game, just do it. Anyway, it won't take long to earn it back."

"what is your opinion?"

"I don't have any opinion. I was just to accompany you to fool around, lest you say that I am a dictatorship and want to overthrow me... You can just do what you like, and I don't have any objection to turn it off and stop broadcasting." Xu Qing said, Now he is also a little bit poor, and after squeezing his armor, he can't stand directly for an hour like he did at the beginning.

  At first, it was a playful mind, but now the mind has not changed, but it is a little different.

  At the beginning, there was nothing. I love how to play and how to play. Now the live broadcast room is getting hot, and because there is nothing to broadcast, it will fall off. It’s better to just turn it off.

  It will always be unhappy if it is bad, and it will be a blow to Jiang He, she will definitely be unhappy.

   "Then...then...just hit it casually." Jiang He didn't think of a good way, and simply maintained the status quo.

  If you fall down, you can call it up again. It's always been broadcast like this anyway.

  "Do you feel your shortcomings?" Xu Qing asked.

"felt it."

   Jiang He sighed. He thought it was easy, but now the more he understands, the more he realizes that it’s not easy.

"We have to have new goals to stimulate, so we are worth seeing, so our popularity has been rising. Now that the goals have been completed, I don't know what to broadcast... If you continue to fight like before, others will get tired." She paused. Pause, a little regretful: "I knew it would be late. Your chain mail and my goal of playing the game are staggered, so that there won't be anything to broadcast suddenly."

   "The summary is in place."

  Xu Qing turned on the computer and searched for keywords on Xiaopo Station. As expected, yesterday Jiang He Shangfen and the video of him wearing armor cheering were edited and reposted.

  Two hotspots, they are both worth seeing.

"In fact, this is very normal, and no one can keep improving, changing to new tricks every day. As long as it is broadcast as usual and when the popularity drops, I estimate that it will drop by one-third, and then it will stabilize. In the past month, because of the news and ghosts, all the heat that has been added is a bubble. It is not your own strength. Sooner or later, it will collapse. It's just the difference between morning and night."

   Jiang He’s popularity is currently relatively hot in this sector, but Xu Qing can see clearly that now it’s just luck to hit the hot spot, and it will be out of date sooner or later.

  Because they don't have that kind of strength, pinching the chain mail comes to an end. After that, only standing is left. Those audiences with fresh pictures will soon leave.

   "Just like this?"

  "You are not satisfied if you seize the opportunity to get angry? If you have a familiar face, you will be easy to broadcast other things in the future."

   "Hmm...also, it's all good luck." Jiang He was relieved after thinking about it. She was excited when she had the first audience.

   "The wave of last night will give you a little bit of heat, and you can have a small fire, and then it will start to fall back. Take the opportunity to sell your dried sweet potatoes."

   Xu Qing turned around and opened his mouth, "Give me a slice."

"give."

  Jiang He squeezed the dried sweet potato next to the computer and threw it lightly, drawing a parabola into his mouth accurately.

  This action would be perfect if it weren't like feeding a dog... Xu Qing was eating dried sweet potatoes and felt that this was the only flaw.

   July 6, sunny.

  Xu Wenbin drove the car to this side, called Xu Qing out to talk, and asked Jiang He where he came from.

  "Didn’t you make it clear?"

  "What did you say clearly? Just in the mountain gougou, and then come to Jiangcheng, the black factory...what is that clear."

"Ok……"

  Xu Qing groaned, “At that time, she was still young, and she wandered around with the old lady, who knows where she was? Later, life in Jiangcheng became more normal.”

  "How do you know such details?" Xu Wenbin wondered, as if Xu Qing knew a lot of details.

   "She told me."

   "Speak so carefully?"

   "Of course, we have been together for so long."

   "Go, go, I will help you find out the next day." Xu Wenbin waved his hand, not wanting to see him more for a second.

  Looks like a man in the magic way, and doesn't do anything that is normal.

  I don’t know what sins have been done in my previous life...

  Xu Wenbin watched him turn around and went back, pushed his glasses and sat back in the car, opened the window and looked at the old house thinking about something.

   "Old Xu!"

"Eh?"

   "Looking like you, come and find your young son?" Cheng Yulan greeted him.

   "Well, come over and find him something."

  Xu Wenbin put his hands on the steering wheel, looked at the old house, and then at Cheng Yulan, speaking slowly: "That... Qingzi's girlfriend, do you know him?"

   "I know too much!"

Cheng Yulan's words made Xu Wenbin raise her eyebrows.

  ……

  Now Jiang He's life is basically stable. There is no such urgency about identity. Xu Qingle has to help her brush up on the traces of her life and slowly gain a foothold in Jiangcheng.

  Xu Wenbin would like to inquire about it better. It can help save the trouble. If it can't be done, think of other ways. Anyway, the living will not be suffocated by urine.

   Halfway through the cicadas in July, Jiang He raised the heat for three minutes from time to time while studying, and the mentions went quickly. It was about three days of fishing and two days of surfing the net.

   July 16th.

  The hot summer finally ushered in a heavy rain, which swept away the heat accumulated in the past two months, and the crash continued from midnight to the day without any signs of diminishing.

  The sky was gloomy, Jiang He lay beside the window watching the rain outside.

  She likes to watch the rain very much. When it rained last time, she lay down at the window and watched it for a long time. Xu Qing didn't know if she remembered when she came to modern times, or simply liked rain.

  But it rained all night and the weather was really a bit cool.

   "Do you want to wear one?"

  Xu Qing went back to the bedroom and put on a coat, asked Jiang He casually, and continued to take a look at the history of Ming Dynasty.

   "Well, it's a bit cold today."

  Just as Jiang He was about to get up, he saw Xu Qing throw over the coat he had just put on.

  "With my body fragrance." Xu Qingchou showed shamelessly.

   Jiang He put on a look of disgust, he lay down at the window and continued to watch the rain. After a while, he suddenly pulled his neckline, leaned in front of his nose to smell it, and continued to disgust.

  The rain is a bit heavier outside.

  (End of this chapter)