It Turns out that I am Beautiful and Miserable [Quick Transmigration]

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There are a pair of parents with no cooking talent at home, Gu Cong has a strong tolerance for various flavors.

So, when he honestly opened his mouth and bit off half of the fruit without changing his expression, the young man who was teasing him became anxious, subconsciously turned his palm upwards, and made a continuous movement: "Stupid or not? Spit it out quickly."

--I just want a child who laughs at him to be sour and say something soft. Who would have imagined that the other party would eat so honestly.

But just a few breaths after Xi Ye spoke, Gu Cong had already chewed and swallowed. Seeing that the other party was going to take a second bite, Xi Ye quickly raised his free hand and pinched the boy's chin.

But still one step too late.

"I'll taste it..." Nimblely, Gu Cong used his teeth to grab the wild fruit in Xi Ye's hand. Due to the young man's disturbance, he tilted his lower lip against the other's fingertips, and all the scabbed wounds healed. The skin there was so thin and soft that his whole body froze. After several seconds, he continued vaguely, "It's okay."

Angry and funny, Xi Ye couldn't help pinching the boy's bone-hard chin and shaking it: "Sweet?"

Well-behaved and let the youth toss, Gu Cong hummed in a low voice.

The fruit is indeed very sour, but the taste he tasted at the moment seems to be more than just the fruit.

After a few days of recuperation, Xi Ye's body improved significantly. The next morning, Gu Cong went to the village chief's house to bid farewell in person, and followed the agreement. Before leaving, he dragged Xi Ye to see the stone.

According to the usual performance of the young man, Gu Cong felt that the other party should not like children very much, so he could just pass on two or three words perfunctorily, but unexpectedly, Xi Ye was extraordinarily cooperative today.

"Thank you for the herbs."

The expression was as usual, the back was straight, the young man did not bend his knees and squatted down, but lowered his eyes and made a serious promise: "I will remember you."

"Are you leaving?" I didn't expect the parting to come so quickly. Ma Shitou glanced at Gu Cong, a little bit reluctant, but he didn't say much, just said, "There are many fairy elders in the city, be careful, don't get caught."

Thinking about his own identity, in the eyes of other monks, he should be no different from a monster. Xi Ye nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and handed half of the thread to the other party: "If you are in danger, stick this thread to your hand and pull it."

"A chance, don't use it indiscriminately."

Hearing this, Ma Shitou quickly withdrew his index finger, stopping the idea of ​​trying.

In addition to the road they came from, there is another trail to the west of Majia Village. If you follow it, you can find the official road and then go all the way to the city.

After the little black dot that watched them leave from behind disappeared, Gu Cong turned his head and said softly, "You don't seem to hate this place."

But it was Xi Ye who urged him to bid farewell to the village chief.

"If you are too close to me, you will be in trouble." Xi Ye was used to similar situations, calmly, "You were an accident, I don't want to implicate the innocent again."

Gu Cong: "Who said that?"

Raising his hand tied with silk, he smiled: "I'm not implicated by you, I did it voluntarily."