Fortune Teller Master
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Lin Qingyin used to say that he was her apprentice nonchalantly when she heard such words. But now, when she heard these words again, she found it sweet and her face felt a little hot.

Lin Qingyin was at a loss for this kind of emotion that often appeared recently but still felt a little strange. She tidied her hair in a concealed manner, coughed lightly, and said: “Recently there are fake monks harming people. Jiang Wei and I will go to see what happened.”

The roommates looked at each other and pursed their lips in joy. The more they looked like that, the more Lin Qingyin blushed. In the end, as if she was running away, she hurried out of the dormitory without taking anything.

Chen Zinuo let out a long sigh with some envy: “It feels so good to be in love. When I saw Qingyin, I remembered the time when I fell in love early. That feeling is really simple and the most beautiful.”

The little tortoise, who was cultivating in the turtle shell, keenly heard the keyword of love. It jumped out of the shell, looked around, and found that Lin Qingyin had gone out without it.

Little Tortoise: “… …”

Ahhhh, how can I break away from the feeling of falling out of favor?

*

Seeing Lin Qingyin running out in a hurry, the corners of Jiang Wei’s mouth immediately curved into a smile. He walked towards her to meet her up and made his voice so gentle that it could drip water.

“I was about to call my little master, but I didn’t expect us to have such a tacit understanding.”

The strange feeling in Lin Qingyin’s heart because of her roommate’s teasing hasn’t faded away. Seeing the undisguised softness and dotingness in Jiang Wei’s eyes, that kind of shy and sweet feeling once again occupied her heart.

Lin Qingyin still didn’t know how to deal with this emotion, she coughed lightly twice as if nothing had happened, and asked dryly: “Where shall we go for breakfast?”

Jiang Wei saw that Lin Qingyin was uncomfortable, so he didn’t say anything, just smiled and opened the trunk, and took out a beautiful heat preservation box: “I have prepared it for the little master.”

For breakfast, Jiang Wei made wontons with his own hands. They were cooked in bone broth that had been simmering for half the night and sprinkled with seaweed and dried shrimp to enhance the freshness.

The two of them didn’t go anywhere else and took the wonton directly to the gazebo on the school’s rockery. The moment the lid was lifted, the rich fragrance spread out. The students who were memorizing words nearby swallowed and looked up, forgetting the work they had to do.

Lin Qingyin took a sip of the soup with a spoon. The taste was mellow and thick, and then she took a bite of the wontons. The skin was thin and the filling was delicious, and the broth came with a bite, it was not comparable to the wonton shop that added various spices.

Every time Lin Qingyin chewed, she could hear the sound of swallowing saliva one after another. She looked around, and the students next to her forgot to recite the vocabulary. Their eyes were fixed on the lunch box in Lin Qingyin’s hand.

As a foodie, Lin Qingyin understood the feelings of these students very well. She poked Jiang Wei next to her with her arm, and asked directly: “Where did you buy this wonton? It tastes so good.”

Jiang Wei laughed when he heard this: “Do you like it? I made this, especially for you.”

The girl sitting opposite Jiang Wei and Lin Qingyin couldn’t take it anymore, picked up the book on the table, turned around, and left. Not only they made her want to eat wanton but even fed her dog food without any hint at all. It was insane.

*

After going on the way, Jiang Wei stopped the car when they encountered a place with beautiful scenery and few people. He walked around with Lin Qingyin and then spread out a beautiful picnic cloth with an assortment of cakes, desserts, and main dishes.

Lin Qingyin has a good appetite. She can use her spiritual energy to quickly consume the food in her stomach, so she can eat no matter how much it was. Jiang Wei and Lin Qingyin have known each other for several years. They ate three meals together during the little master’s high school years. Jiang Wei was more familiar with Lin Qingyin’s taste than his own.

The food he made was more in line with Lin Qingyin’s wishes than those bought from outside. But for Lin Qingyin to taste more concentrated flavors, Jiang Wei didn’t make many things for each serving. When Lin Qingyin was eating heartily, the lunch box was already empty. Looking at Lin Qingyin’s unsatisfactory expression, Jiang Wei always smiled. He handed over a wet wipe, and then added to say: “If you like it, I will make it for you next time.”

Lin Qingyin raised her head to look at Jiang Wei when she heard the words and bumped into his tender eyes.

Jiang Wei handed over a cup of fruit tea he had prepared, and smiled slightly: “If possible, in this life and the next life, as long as you like it, I will always make it for you.”

Lin Qingyin couldn’t help but buried her face in her knees, and apologetically sent a voice transmission to the Little Tortoise who was dozens of miles away: “The enemy’s offensive attack is too fierce, I won’t be able to hold up my head for too long!”

The Little Tortoise who was thrown under the pillow: “… …”

Hey, hey, master, you’re making me sad!

*

After eating and playing, at night, the two finally came to the nondescript temple.

An old monk was drinking tea at the door, his eyes glanced around the car, and he took a quick look at the clothes of the two of them, with a satisfied smile on his face: “Two benefactors, do you want to come to the temple for a visit and lit an incense?”

“I didn’t expect there will be a temple in such a remote place.” Jiang Wei asked solemnly: “I just don’t know if this small temple is effective or not.”

The old monk immediately said: “Of course it is effective, just go in and worship and you will know.”

Lin Qingyin’s consciousness landed in the back room of the temple. Seeing the black air gathered on the black-robed sculpture sitting on the high platform, she couldn’t help but smile slightly: “Let’s go, I want to go in and have a look!”

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