“Let Ice Chunk cool me down…”
Stepping over the threshold, Little Li suddenly regained his senses and realized how dangerous his thoughts were.
Is this what a righteous person should think about?
Ice Chunk is high and aloof, with a clear and sharp mind, always in control. Her gaze makes one feel guilty, and sometimes she switches to being a mischievous Ice Chunk, even in dreams during her puppy days, making him unable to guard against her.
Even though getting a pedicure from such a cold and clear Ice Chunk is part of his professional habit, lusting after her body now is different, isn’t it?
If she knew his trembling thoughts, she would certainly frown, scrutinize him with a questioning look, and maybe say, “So you’re this kind of upright gentleman.”
Hmm?
No, wait, why does this sound familiar? It seems I’ve heard it somewhere before…
Li Mo shook his head as he walked into the kitchen, muttering to himself:
“It’s normal for me to have these thoughts.”
“Just like wanting to drink Sprite after playing basketball in summer, I want to cool down and feel refreshed after forging in the fiery pulse. That’s perfectly reasonable.”
“What could be better than Ice Chunk’s cooling effect?”
“How can I call it lusting after her body…?”
“What…?”
A slightly puzzled clear voice came from behind.
Ying Bing stood at the door, surrounded by snow-capped mountains, her eyes showing confusion.
She wore a long dress with a fur collar in light blue, her hands clasped behind her back, accentuating her graceful figure. Her waist, with its defined abs, was slender, and her boots were speckled with snow, though she probably couldn’t see them if she bent down.
In the evening, she stepped through the snow, her face framed by the last bit of twilight that refused to sink into the earth, making it seem as if she were a goddess of ice and night.
Perhaps she only heard the last sentence…
Li Mo said seriously, “Yes, I was talking about ginseng.”
He casually pulled out a thousand-year-old snow spirit ginseng.
This was something he had taken from Ice Chunk earlier.
Ice Chunk: “?”
“Forging iron exhausts too much energy; I need to replenish with some snow ginseng,” Li Mo said.
“But your yang energy is already very strong,” Ying Bing frowned lightly.
“Not really, it’s normal for young people to have high energy. The older one gets, the more they need to supplement it, to show who is the master of their body.”
Li Mo grabbed an apron and wrapped it around his waist gracefully, covering his arrogance.
Ying Bing froze, her lips slightly parted as if she wanted to say something but held back, her hands behind her back involuntarily curling up.
The scene from the dream flooded her mind.
She withdrew her gaze as if her eyes were burned.
In the end, she didn’t say anything, just nodded expressionlessly and sat down at the table in the courtyard, looking down at a book.
Qin Yuzhi and Tian Miao had also gotten used to waiting for mealtime.
Every day, they would come to the table on their own when it was time to eat.
Yes, here’s a criticism of the beautiful senior teacher, who often stays out late at night, sneaking into the kitchen for food.
Ying Bing seemed not to hear the two of them arrive, staring blankly at the pages of the book, like a beautifully carved jade statue, beautiful but soulless.
“I smell a refreshing fragrance of spiritual energy. What are we eating today?”
Qin Yuzhi wiped her mouth. The dishes made by Big Chef Li were beyond her wildest dreams.
“It smells like snow spirit ginseng, and it’s quite old too,” Tian Miao said, who had some knowledge of herbs.
“Snow spirit ginseng?”
Tian Miao rubbed her eyes and explained as if reciting from memory:
“This precious herb requires extremely cold conditions to grow, such as in the Tian Mountains. So this ginseng is very high and aloof.”
Ice Chunk: “…..”
Her eyes widened in disbelief, suspecting that she had heard something wrong.
“Eating such a cold thing on such a cold day might not be good.”
“Qin Yuzhi, you don’t understand. Medicine theory states that extreme conditions reverse. Therefore, extremely yang medicines usually grow in extremely yin cold places.”
Tian Miao raised a finger and smiled as she explained:
“So this snow spirit ginseng, while crystal clear and icy in appearance, has a hot interior…”
“What does this ginseng taste like?” Qin Yuzhi asked curiously.
Tian Miao said solemnly, “To put it simply, this thing is so rare because it grows only in the Tian Mountains.”
*Thud*
The book fell to the ground.
Qin Yuzhi and Tian Miao turned their heads, but found that Ying Bing remained expressionless, though her neck was tinged with pink in the evening glow.
“Little Ice Girl, why did your book fall?”
“My hand froze.”
“?”
They were puzzled, but then they felt warmth from behind, as Li Mo carried a tray of dishes.
A bit too hot, Little Li.
Did you cook yourself?
Qin Yuzhi raised an eyebrow, “Were you just secretly eating some ginseng?”
Li Mo’s hand trembled, almost spilling the dishes he had just prepared all over himself.
“These body-related things, in broad daylight, I, a righteous gentleman, can’t stand to hear such talk…”
“Broad daylight?”
Qin Yuzhi and Tian Miao were confused, looking at the sun that had completely set and the moon that had risen.
“Righteous gentleman?”
Ying Bing pursed her lips, her eyes glancing at the big-headed doll’s head.
What a righteous gentleman, indeed.
“A righteous gentleman?
“I went into the fire pulse of the Shenbing Peak. While forging iron, I absorbed a lot of fire energy due to a martial art, but it’s not a big deal.”
Li Mo sat down calmly.
Ying Bing glanced at him. She could almost feel the heat coming off him with every breath, as if she could sense his body temperature.
She squeezed the big-headed doll tighter.
Qin Yuzhi was surprised, “Isn’t the snow spirit ginseng supposed to be yin and yang? Then why are you having it for dinner?”
“I call it using poison to counteract poison, negative times negative equals positive.”
Little Li spoke convincingly.
Qin Yuzhi was bewildered, only able to look at Tian Miao with a searching gaze, who looked confused, not understanding which theory of medicine Li Mo was referring to.
“You’re not talking about medicine…”
“Yes, it’s mathematics. Master mathematics and you’ll be invincible.”
“Even if negative times negative equals positive, positive times positive can’t equal negative.”
“Who said so?”
Li Mo picked up a piece of jade-colored spiritual ginseng from the soup and chewed it with a crisp sound.
A surge of bl**d rushed through him.
Humph, fortunately, he had strong control over his body, and his nosebleed stubbornly stayed in place.
Just his face was a bit flushed.
“It’s a bit hot today…”
“…” Tian Miao was speechless.
Qin Yuzhi looked at the red-faced Little Li, then at the Cold Fairy who had claimed to be almost frozen earlier.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration illuminated a forgotten memory fragment.
“Oh, I have an idea!”
