Chapter 717 Zhou Ping (5)
"I was wrong!"
“It’s normal to fail at cooking for the first time! No one is born with the ability to cook!”
Zhou Ping squatted down, curled up into a ball, buried his face, and said in a dissatisfied voice: "There is also the matter of the plates."
Yun Ci squatted opposite Zhou Ping and deliberately leaned over to look at him: "Because little Zhou Ping is so cute, I couldn't help it... I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! There won't be a next time!"
Zhou Ping raised his head with a red face, and because he was too shy, his eyes were a little moist: "Really?"
"I swear!"
"Okay, I believe you then." Zhou Ping said seriously, "You must remind me next time."
——Good baby, I will definitely remind you!
Who would believe this is a 24-year-old kid?
It's so cute.
Yun Ci could begin to feel a little bit of the joy of raising a cub.
*
After lunch, the next training session was a one-on-one match.
Zhou Ping let down the sleeves of his black shirt that were rolled up from washing dishes, and stopped in the open space in the middle of the warehouse.
"Who among you will come first?"
Yun Ci hissed, ouched, and wowed as she watched the Night Squad get beaten unilaterally.
After being beaten unilaterally twenty times, Baili Pangpang couldn't help but get up from the ground, took out a bag of melon seeds and handed it to Yun Ci.
"Senior Sword Spirit, I think you might be lacking this?"
Yun Ci's eyes lit up, and she raised her hand to pat Baili Pangpang on the head: "You are really perceptive, Pangpang. You will definitely succeed in the future!"
Baili Pangpang laughed and touched the back of his head: "Really?"
Yun Ci gave a thumbs up, tore open the melon seed package, grabbed a handful and handed it to him: "Let's eat together."
"No, no, no, I can't..."
That day ended with everyone except Galan being beaten black and blue.
the next day.
Zhou Ping still got up early and cleaned the entire warehouse.
He had gone to bed late last night and got up early today, so the dark circles under his eyes became even darker.
The team members wanted to help but couldn't, so they could only move their stools and watch from the side.
Baili Pangpang twisted his neck to look around and asked Lin Qiye in a low voice: "Where is Senior Jianling?"
Lin Qiye recalled that he hadn’t seen it this morning.
He looked at Zhou Ping who was cleaning the place: "Senior Sword Saint, where is Senior Sword Spirit?"
Zhou Ping mopped the floor seriously, and only responded after he finished mopping this area: "Xiao Ci is still resting."
Lin Qiye's expression became strange: "Senior Sword Spirit is..."
Which room do you rest in?
There doesn't seem to be any extra room here?
"It's said to be a sword spirit. It should have returned to the sword to rest, right?" An Qingyu pushed his glasses. Unlike his gentle voice, his eyes and expression were so excited that he seemed like he could dissect the person on the spot in the next second.
"But..." Cao Yuan expressed the thoughts of several people, "When Senior Sword Saint came, it seems that he didn't bring a sword?"
When the group started reading, Yun Ci came out of Zhou Ping's room yawning.
She pulled a small stool and sat next to Zhou Ping, who was watching intently. She squinted her eyes and began to shake her head - it was obvious that she had not gotten enough sleep.
An Qingyu paid a few more close attention, and his curiosity grew.
Does the sword spirit still need to sleep?
What principle?
why?
Ah, I really want to dissect it...
Xiao Ai accidentally saw An Qingyu's expression, and in a trance she seemed to see Yun Ci when they first met.
When she thought of the scene of herself being torn apart again and again, she couldn't help shuddering and decided not to watch it anymore.
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Zhou Ping is very immersed in reading.
Immerse yourself in experiencing all the emotions and life stories of the characters in the book.
Therefore... it is not uncommon for those who are involved to cry.
Yun Ci crossed her arms and looked at Zhou Ping who was packing his luggage: "Are you really leaving?"
"Ah."
Zhou Ping put on a mask and a baseball cap, picked up his luggage and walked out, not forgetting to bring Yun Ci with him.
"The people guarding outside will definitely call Ye Fan."
Zhou Ping didn't listen.
He looked around furtively, then ran away so fast that only a shadow was left.
But not long after, the cell phone in his pocket started ringing.
Yun Ci had an expression that said 'just watch and I'll tell you'.
Zhou Ping hesitated for a long time, but finally answered the phone.
Yun Ci knew that he would definitely be persuaded to go back.
As expected, after hanging up the phone, Zhou Ping looked at Yun Ci and said in a muffled voice: "Let's... go back."
"If you don't want to, we'll go back." Yun Ci held Zhou Ping's hand encouragingly, "It all depends on your own wishes."
Zhou Ping hesitated for a long time, but still dragged his suitcase and walked towards the warehouse.
As I said before, Baili Pangpang is a very perceptive child.
He persuaded his companions who were waiting at the door to leave, and returned to the warehouse as if nothing had happened, as if he knew nothing.
Zhou Ping breathed a sigh of relief.
If no one mentioned it, he could still 'lie' to himself.
Zhou Ping carefully developed a training plan for Lin Qiye and others, and all training will start this afternoon.
Because An Qingyu needed a lot of mysteries for anatomical training, Yun Ci volunteered to take over this task for Zhou Ping.
Zhou Ping looked at Yun Ci who was about to leave, and followed her like a little tail.
Since they met, they have hardly ever been apart and have been together every moment.
Yun Ci looked at Zhou Ping helplessly: "Why do I feel like my action of wanting you to rest more has made you sleep poorly instead?"
"be careful."
"I will." Yun Ci gently punched Zhou Ping's left shoulder with her fist, "Don't worry, that incident won't happen again."
It's just catching a mystery, it won't affect the world line, there's no need to worry -
Yun Ci squatted on the bound Mysterious body, called up the map and looked ahead.
"Further over there...is there a small fishing village?"
The accompanying local Night Watch team nodded in surprise: "Yes, Master Sword Spirit, there is indeed a small fishing village over there."
Yun Ci scratched her chin and muttered in a voice that only she could hear: "Now that I'm here..."
Wouldn't it be a pity to go back like this?
It's such a short distance, so it shouldn't have much of a impact if I just stop by for a stroll, right?
Yun Ci and Xiao Ai whispered and calculated together, and after confirming that the future Wang Mian had already set foot on the long river of time and would not affect the timeline of the Son of Destiny, they clapped their hands decisively.
"Hey, I'm going to go to that small fishing village and ask you to take care of this mystery."
Before she finished her words, Yun Ci's figure had disappeared from the spot.
The night watchman was stunned: "Huh? Huh——?!"
Just leave like that?
So how should he report it? !
The plane roared and slowly landed beside him.
A soldier from the Huaihai City base walked out of the cabin. He looked around but did not see Yun Ci.
"Where is Master Sword Spirit?"
The night watchman pointed in the direction of the small fishing village in confusion.
"She said she wanted to visit the small fishing village over there, and then she disappeared..."