Chapter 338: Craft

"I didn't expect your cooking to be so delicious, or you can be my chef in the future!"
In the evening, after eating breakfast made by Zhao Yi, Ye Lingyao kept clamoring for him to cook, but Zhao Yi made a table of delicious dishes.
"That's not okay. Today I was just afraid of leaving my sister hungry, so I did a little more easily."
Zhao Yi rolled his eyes and immediately gave his sister some food.
"Humph!"
Ye Lingyao gritted her teeth with hatred, and murmured as she ate, "I will be willing to make good meals for this young lady in the future!"
"By the way, brother, I signed up for the dance competition, which is scheduled for next week. I will come if I have time."
Zhao Qin smiled slightly, and immediately took out a ticket.
"Don't worry, I will definitely be back."
Zhao Yi smiled and stroked the top of Zhao Qin's head, touching his head to kill the latter to make the latter's face blush, but he enjoyed it very much.
Zhao Yi knows that his sister likes dancing, but because of the conditions, she hasn't been able to show it well, but she usually does it secretly.
The dance skirt I chose for my sister last time was also to make her perfect.
"Sister Yao, you have to come too."
Zhao Qin quickly took out the ticket when he saw Ye Lingyao who was boring to eat.
"Zhao Qin, come here, I have something to tell you."
Ye Lingyao immediately put down his chopsticks and looked at Zhao Qin solemnly.
"what?"
Zhao Qin was taken aback, glanced at Zhao Yi, and after seeing the latter nod, he allowed Ye Lingyao to pull into the room.
"That... can I learn that from you..."
After Ye Lingyao locked the door and confirmed that Zhao Yi would not overhear, she blushed and looked at Zhao Qin.
"Puff, you are also interested in dancing, do you want to show it to my brother?"
Zhao Qin pursed his lips and joked in a strange way.
"Bah! Who would practice this thing for him, I'm just curious, and practice this is also good for the body."
Ye Lingyao shook her head quickly, denied it, looked at her flat chest, and looked at Zhao Qin, who was younger than herself, a little ashamed.
I heard that dancing can make the body better, but I don’t know if it’s true.
"Hey! Don't let your brother know about this thing, can we keep it secret?"
Ye Lingyao didn't want Zhao Yi to see such a weak side in her strong self.
"Well, this is an agreement between the two of us."
Zhao Qin seemed to think about it for a while, smiled on his small face and stretched out his little finger to pull a hook.
"Brother, let me clean up the dishes first!"
Soon after, the two opened the door and came out, Zhao Qin immediately smiled and left playfully.
"What did you just find my sister for?"
The air that had warmed up slightly became much colder because of Zhao Yi's words.
"Nothing, just talked about the private affairs between girls, you don't need to know."
Ye Lingyao's face blushed rarely when she thought of what she had promised Zhao Qin.
"Ye Lingyao, although I have been your bodyguard, I don't mean that I believe you completely. If you do anything to hurt my sister in the future, Zhao Yi, I will never take it lightly!"
Zhao Yi said slowly, with a bit of threat in his words, he could not have been taking care of Zhao Qin for the rest of his life, he still had a lot to do.
Listening to Zhao Yi's words with a heavy chill, Ye Lingyao couldn't help feeling cold all over, and stepped back involuntarily.
"Your sister is good, who will hurt her, don't be passionate!"
Ye Lingyao broke out in a cold sweat, but he still managed to overcome the chills, he said unceremoniously, and went upstairs and closed the door angrily.
"Damn Zhao Yi, you can't be gentle with me."
Ye Lingyao returned to the room and lay directly on the bed, her mouth pouting very cute.
Immediately, the scene just now flashed in her mind, the extremely cold eyes that she had never seen before.
"What exactly has he experienced..."
Ye Lingyao muttered to herself, thinking about it, gradually falling asleep because of fatigue.
At night, Zhao Yi remained as usual. After the two women were asleep, he turned the wall and left the villa.
After obtaining the spirit iron essence, Zhao Yi will undoubtedly become a lot busy. In addition to the normal body tempering practice, he will also spend some time carving defensive spirit tools.
Zhao Yi planned to make two spirit weapons, one for his sister, and the other for Ye Lingyao.
Although Zhao Yi hadn't fully believed her yet, she, who had read countless people, could also see the kindness in her, and Ye Lingyao was still her own protection object.
"Although it is the most spiritual weapon, with the spiritual power of my body tempering period, I am afraid it is not easy to handle."
Zhao Yi was a little helpless, and it was estimated that it would take about a week to complete.
"The strength must also be improved quickly, and only after breaking through to the martial artist's cultivation level can we feel more at ease."
Thinking of what happened during the day today, Zhao Yi undoubtedly became more solemn.
He was able to judge that today's Light Dao monk possesses a strength comparable to that of a martial artist. If he hadn't underestimated the enemy, he might not be so easy to regain the spirit iron spirit.
Moreover, Zhao Yi had a hunch that there were many enemies of this kind of strength. After all, nothing appeared in this great world.
After all, Zhao Yi had traveled to the Wuji Continent and returned...I am afraid no one would believe it.
The next day, when the sun rose, Zhao Yi remained as usual, and immediately returned to the villa after completing his training.
But there is one more task, that is, being forced to cook by Ye Lingyao...
After breakfast, Ye Lingyao still quarreled with Zhao Yi from time to time, and she didn't know if what she said yesterday has been forgotten.
Back in the classroom, everyone looked at Zhao Yi with different gazes, and even many people deliberately stayed away, while some girls looked far away with pretty faces.
"Zhao Yi, are you carving? What are you doing?"
Zhao Yi returned to the classroom, as usual, sitting alone in the corner, but he was holding a dagger and carving something.
"Ah, making some trinkets, isn't it going to be a holiday recently."
Zhao Yi raised his head slightly, and immediately saw a beautiful angel's cheek. Looking at it from close range, the fragrance from the girl continued to penetrate into his nose.
She is Han Ruxue.
"By the way, what can you do with me?"
Accustomed to the intrigues of the Wu Ji continent, Zhao Yi subconsciously put away the spiritual tool he was carving.
"Ah! Didn't you say that you are going to autumn camping last time? If you want to go, you have to sign a name, so I can count.
Han Ruxue took out a small book, it was empty, and he didn't see any statistics.
"I'm done."
Zhao Yi didn't think about anything else, so he wrote casually. He has been studying hard since he was a child, and his font is also beautiful.
"Okay, thank you. The event is scheduled for tomorrow morning. There will be a special car to pick you up at that time. Come to school early."
After getting Zhao Yi's name, Han Ruxue hugged the notebook, not forgetting to remind Zhao Yi.
"Ok."
After Zhao Yi finished speaking, after Han Ruxue left, he took out the half-made spiritual tool.