The books in the room were neatly stacked, festive Great Xia knots adorned the bookshelf, a uniquely styled Snake Year mascot doll was on the TV, and red blessing paper-cut decorations blossod like colorful clouds on the glass windows.
A newly planted kumquat tree stood at the doorway, adorned with brand new couplets brought by Miaomiao.
Crackers celebrate the old year, blessings brim throughout the universe.
Happy New Year.
Not very flashy, plain yet stable.
A pot of newly blood daffodils was on the coffee table, alongside a bowl of rosy red apples, and a mix of various, unremarkable snacks whose nas are hard to pinpoint, such as peanut candy, cowhide sugar, chocolate, and the like.
A faint sll of disinfectant lingered in the air, a bit pungent, yet it brought a sense of reassurance.
As if tid perfectly, there was a knock on the door. It was none other than the gold-dal courier "Huhu," holding a large plastic bag in its mouth. Lin Guang took it and glanced inside, filled with various ingredients, undoubtedly ordered online, and from the purchase ti on the receipt, it was certainly Miaomiao who bought them.
Lin Guang had just fed snacks to Huhu when Miaomiao briskly ca over, took the ingredients from him, and with a command, beckoned the girls to swarm into the kitchen. They opened a bag of flour as if trying to start preparing New Year’s goods from scratch.
"..."
Watching the busy figures of the girls in the kitchen, Lin Guang seed dazed for a mont on the sofa, but he quickly ca to his senses and, ignoring dissuasion, forced his way into the cooking team.
...
Lunch was casually grabbed, and the five of them busied themselves all afternoon, preparing a big table of New Year’s goods and New Year’s Eve dinner.
Indeed, it needed so much work.
Many spiritual materials are particularly troubleso to handle, plus three of the five are exceptionally good eaters, even though Lin Guang has a Gourt God’s talent, it still took him half a day.
Zhen Sheng City is an erging city without much historical foundation; its residents co from all over, each household having unique New Year’s customs. Miaomiao’s parents seem to be from so small cities northward, and she learned a few skills from them, such as fried dumplings, fried dough twists, fried shrimp chips, and other specialty foods.
Her movents in the kitchen are remarkably clean and aesthetic, almost comparable to Chelina, effortlessly performing actions that require strong arm strength like flipping a wok.
...To say the least, Lin Guang’s physique is indeed considered the weakest.
Though Lin Guang forcibly handled most of the procedures, the rest of them displayed their divine techniques, preparing chicken, duck, fish, baked potatoes, and finally allowing Lin Guang to hear the long-lost notification of rising Star Shards due to feeding.
After the al, they gathered around the coffee table, playing poker and watching the replay of the Imperial Capital’s Spring Festival Gala.
This world’s Spring Festival hasn’t started "making dumplings" yet. They invited many celebrity Spirit Masters to help out, featuring quite so True n and Beast Kings, making it worth watching. Whether it’s performances by Spirit Masters and Spirit Beasts or the martial arts of Ancient Martial Spirit Masters, everything was exciting.
There were even so Divine Beasts and Holy Beasts symbolizing auspiciousness since ancient tis, sending their blessings.
This year’s Spring Festival Gala venue, in fact, was on the back of the Eight-Star Divine Beast [Black Tortoise].
[Black Tortoise] is one of the guardian deities of Di Province, known across the nation, almost more famous than the German Shepherds.
As the cara zood out, shrinking the venue tiny enough into invisibility, only then could it fit the enormous head.
And when it spoke auspicious words to the entire Great Xia citizens, Vishdair reflexively said that sentence again.
"**Kazdail’s crudeness** such a big ○ head!"
Then Lin Guang quickly covered its mouth with one hand to stop further words.
The only disappointnt was that President Rote did not appear on this year’s Spring Festival Gala.
......
The family laughed and joked as ti flew by, soon reaching eleven o’clock.
Seeing the ti, Lin Guang sohow instinctively said, "Shall I take you ho?"
But after speaking, he realized how inappropriate it was.
Ignoring his status as a patient, he wasn’t even aware of where Miaomiao lived.
Even if they took a ride on a Flying Spirit Beast mount, spending ti together alone in the night sky was slightly suggestive.
Moreover, there’s a jealous person at ho...
These are things he should have known.
Lin Guang grew puzzled—why did this sentence slip out of his mouth?
Why does it feel familiar?
Why didn’t he feel this way before?
But Miaomiao didn’t give him a chance to retract.
She seed to hear sothing familiar, suddenly smiling, her golden eyes turning into crescent moons: "Sure."
Lin Guang scratched his head, not daring to look back at Vishdair, fearing awkwardness.
......
Bang.
The door closed.
Miaomiao and Lin Guang left the house, leaving behind the three girls.
The wolf-eared maid at the Profound Gate turned her gaze to Vishdair on the couch, as if asking why she agreed to this matter today—allowing Miaomiao to join for New Year could be considered as sothing decided by the three girls unanimously, and Lin Guang would certainly agree.
In fact, Lin Guang’s unconsciousness was also sothing they decided to inform Miaomiao of.
But...
Letting Lin Guang alone escort her ho seed hardly sothing Vishdair should agree to.
Even if Lin Guang now could likely defeat regular Four-Star Spirit Masters barehanded, safety issues in Zhen Sheng City weren’t much of a concern, but there were other problems.
User Comments
0 comments from readers