Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031
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In the evening, Su Yemu came out to look for a hair dryer after taking a shower. After searching around, he opened the wardrobe on the other side of the room, and neatly ordered military uniforms were hung on it. They were obviously He Yunting’s clothes.
Su Yemu was stunned, wasn’t this a guest room? Why were there He Yunting’s clothes?
“Su Yemu, I’m coming in.”
He Yunting’s voice came from outside. Su Yemu closed the wardrobe and said “Come in”.
He Yunting appeared in front of Su Yemu wearing a nightgown. The clothes had not been tied properly, such that the hard muscles on his chest were exposed. The curves were clear and beautiful.
Su Yemu stretched out his hand to poke and exclaimed: “It’s so awesome. How did you train it? I don’t have it. The meat is all soft.”
Su Yemu slightly opened his nightgown to let He Yunting see. His chest was fleshy, delicate, white and tender, which made people look at it and not be able to help but want to touch it. He Yunting’s eyes darkened, his throat moved, and his muscles tightened.
Su Yemu didn’t notice anything wrong with He Yunting, and just sighed with regret. In his previous life, he had a few spots on his abdominal muscles and biceps because he often worked out, but after transmigrating, he couldn’t see them anymore.
He Yunting said hoarsely: “You can get better with more practice, but why is your hair still wet?”
“I can’t find a hair dryer,” Su Yemu touched his hair, which was full of water.
“In the bathroom!”
He Yunting went into the bathroom, took out the hair dryer, and helped Su Yemu blow out his hair; his well-joined and strong fingers passed through the hair, and the warm wind blew, and Su Yemu sat cross-legged beside the bed. He started to yawn, his head bouncing a little, and he almost fell down.
He Yunting put away the hair dryer. Su Yemu got up in a daze and walked to the closet. He took off his nightgown in front of He Yunting, and then bent down to find his pyjamas.
His long, slender white legs and round butt wrapped in white underwear were facing He Yunting.
“Uh-huh!”
Su Yemu turned around with his pyjamas and wondered, “What’s wrong?”
He Yunting threw the crushed hair dryer into the trash can: “It’s okay, the hair dryer burned just now.”
“Really?” Su Yemu was confused. Glancing at the trash can, he turned around and put on his pyjamas. He walked back to the bed and lay down. He pulled up the quilt and said, “Why don’t you go back to sleep?”
“This memory,” He Yunting touched Su Yemu’s head and threaded the soft hair through it. The fingertips made people’s hearts itch: “Didn’t I promise to tell you how old I am?”
Thinking that Su Yemu thought he was three hundred years old, this was intolerable.
“That’s right,” Su Yemu got up and blinked: “You said you’re not three hundred years old? But didn’t General He disappear six hundred years ago?”
“I was created using the genes he left behind,” He Yunting looked at Su Yemu carefully and saw that his expression was as usual, and said in a deep voice: “Was it an accident?”
“The genes left behind?”
“Well, the sperm was refrigerated more than five hundred years ago,” He Yunting smiled sarcastically: “But, it was a conspiracy of someone with good intentions.”
Su Yemu reached out and touched He Yunting’s face: “Don’t laugh like that, I think you are awesome.”
He Yunting looked at Su Yemu steadily, his dark eyes were dark and deep: “When I was young, someone told me that I am an existence that was not expected.”
Su Yemu was stunned for a moment, then sat upright and looked at He Yunting, with a cold expression and firm eyes, and said, “I am looking forward to your existence.”
“You…”
He Yunting chuckled, and hugged the person under Su Yemu’s surprised gaze; the emotions in his deep eyes were complicated, this person could always warm others in this way.
What to do? I really can’t let go.
Su Yemu patted He Yunting on the back like a child.
He Yunting’s face darkened.
Su Yemu was a little unsteady in He Yunting’s arms, and felt that pushing him away now might make him think too much, so he rested his chin on He Yunting’s shoulder and yawned: “How old are you?”
He asked him to call him brother, which should mean that he was only thirty or forty years old!
He Yunting coughed twice and replied very seriously: “Ninety-eight!”
He was much younger than three hundred.
“Wow, that’s amazing. You’re four times older than me, and you look like you’re only in your thirties or forties; if you had gotten married early, I could be your grandson,” Su Yemu pushed He Yunting away and said leisurely: “You want me to call you brother?”
He Yunting: “Is there a problem?”
Su Yemu was excited and shook his head quickly: “No.”
Su Yemu just felt that in this era and with this life span, it was a bit painful.
“You just think I’m old.”
“I don’t.”
“You said you could be my grandson.”
“I said it wrong.”
He Yunting pursed his lips tightly and got out of bed, as if he was looking for someone to fight for his life. Su Yemu quickly jumped up from the bed, grabbed He Yunting’s nightgown, pulled him down on the bed, threw himself on He Yunting’s chest, and raised his smiling face: “Brother, brother…”
He Yunting turned his head and didn’t look at him.
“I was wrong, brother Yunting, brother, brother Yunting, brother Yunting…”
“Idiot!”
“You are the fool!”
Su Yemu yawned and half-squinted: “Aren’t you angry?”
He Yunting patted Su Yemu’s back and whispered: “I wasn’t angry at all, I was teasing you! Idiot!”
Su Yemu felt relieved, muttered a few words with blurred lips, and fell asleep.
A dreamless night.
When he got up the next day, Su Yemu stretched and turned the bed up and down.
Xiaonan carried No. 2 to the door of the room: “Brother, what are you looking for?”
Su Yemu murmured: “When I fell asleep last night, I always felt something crawling on my body. So, I’m looking for insects.”
Xiaonan was confused, frowning and thinking, then, her face changed, and she walked away with No. 2 in her arms.
Su Yemu checked and found that there were no bugs. Thinking that it was an illusion, he went to wash up. When he came out, he heard people cheering in the front yard.
“That’s right, sweep and chop!”
“Kong Yi, if you dare to hit your master’s concubine, you will be demolished.”
“Boom!”
“Well done, Xiaonan, knock down the boss.”
“Come on, come on, defeat the boss. The marshal has meat to eat.”
Su Yemu couldn’t help but laugh, why did everyone stop on Xiaonan’s side? Su Yemu stretched his head and looked out the window, and saw that Pegasus and Kong Yi were fighting, and the speed was amazing, but Kong Yi could still be seen. If Pegasus was left alone, Pegasus would often be knocked down by Kong Yi, and the next second, Pegasus could use the same moves to defeat Kong Yi.
The exam would be held today in a guided battle. He Yunting could practice with Xiaonan, then it would be more beneficial to Xiaonan’s admission to the Royal Academy. Seeing everyone’s hard work, Su Yemu prepared to make several large pots of fried noodles to reward everyone.
The sauce was not difficult. Su Yemu brought a lot of sauce when he came to the Marshal’s Mansion this time. After thinking about it, Su Yemu simply started a live broadcast.
Wow, look what I found? Broadcast.
Hey, changed the place? This place is so big, this kitchen is bigger than my house.
Is Bobo’s friend a wealthy person? Look at those tableware, they are all high-end porcelain!
“Yes, I’m at a friend’s house today, and I’m borrowing his kitchen,” Su Yemu said with a smile, “Then let’s get started! What we’re going to make today is soy sauce pan-fried noodles[1].”
Delicious, it sounds delicious.
Do you fry the noodles and add sauce?
The front is really imaginative.
“No, it’s fried noodles mixed with soy sauce,” Su Yemu said: “This is a very famous noodle dish in China, known as one of the top ten noodles.”
Awesome, I’m even more looking forward to it; the scented tea was put on the shelf of Blue Star Mall two days ago, but it was sold out all of a sudden. I couldn’t buy it. I must be the one to win the lottery today.
I bought it, and there were boxes of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, but my mother snatched them away and used them to show off to others.
My mother is the same. She locked me in my room and opened my door in the middle of the night to steal some food. It was too much. I stayed up late waiting to grab it when it was put on the shelves.
Same world, same mother, so angry.
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