Three Times Reincarnation

"Come here."

He spread open his arms, and with a light voice, he raised his head to look upwards. However, there was an unbridled arrogance that overlooked all living things.

I resigned myself to jumping off the wall and landing in his arms, very firm and very warm, just enough to ward off the chill of the night.

"Good boy." He touched my head and spoke with a smile, as if he were trying to reward a pet.

I laughed dryly and took a step back from his embrace. "Yan Jin is in a good mood to come here in the middle of the night to admire the moon?"

"Appreciating the moon might not be so, but it's fine to say that I'm admiring the fish." The smile at the corner of his mouth was like the rising sun, easily breaking through the dark night, "Speaking of which, you are obviously a small fish demon, how did you fall into a fox's nest?"

I blinked my eyes as I silently cursed at the evildoer before I smiled and said, "The fox's nest?" What does Fellow Daoist Yan Jing mean by that? "

"Yan Jing."

"Hmm?"

"Yan Jing." He paused for a moment, seeing that I still did not understand, he kindly explained, "There is no need to add the word 'Fellow'."

Alright, why does one or two of them like to force me, this little fish, to call my name? Could it be that the name will increase my cultivation by 180 years with just a thought? One day I should try to say my name a hundred and eighty times.

"Yan Jing …" Then what about the fox's nest? "

He smiled and pulled me back into his arms. "The little fox beside you, the male fox in the yard, the female fox guarding outside — what else could it be if it isn't a fox's nest?"

I was confused, but I didn't ask. I just nodded. "That makes sense."

Yan Jing reached out and stroked my back, as if he was talking to himself. "Little Monster Fish, don't worry. With me protecting them, even if they have any plans, they wouldn't dare to do anything to you."

I still let out two hollow laughs and didn't dare to say anything else.

Yan Jin took my hand away from his back and rubbed it twice. He then slowly bent down and smiled as he whispered into my ear, "However, the little fish demon's running ability is not bad. If you want to leave, then leave. I'm afraid we won't be able to find it for now. "

A warm breath brushed by my ear, and I felt my heart tremble slightly, as if a feather was gently sweeping by. However, on the surface, I still put on a smiling expression. "I dare not accept it, I'm flattering you."

However, Yan Jing didn't pay attention to my efforts to curry favor with him. Instead, he forcefully bit on my earlobe and slowly said, "Little fish demon, you didn't even notify me before you ran away. Tell me, how should I punish you?"

I grimaced and reached out to touch my ear. I was speechless. Why should I be punished? Thinking of me, a little fish monster, you want to go down the mountain to accumulate some merits? If you go a little faster, you'll be punished? What an injustice.

"Don't say it? Then, will you let me decide? "

Yan Jing's smile carried a tinge of scheming. Even his dark eyes, which rarely showed any emotion, were filled with a hint of ridicule.

I drew back the corners of my mouth and shivered.

"This …"

"What, the Little Fishdemon isn't willing?"

I hastily waved my hand. "No, no, no. I was just thinking about how I could make it up to fellow daoist …" Only then will we show our sincerity. "

"Oh?" The corner of Yan Jing's mouth curled up as he suddenly bent down to lean over. As their eyes met, they saw his thin lips move slightly, "I don't mind —" The warm breath slid across the tip of his nose, and his melodious voice suddenly became softer. It was a little unclear, but it sounded even more ambiguous. "How about it?"

I was stunned for a moment, but it was for the sake of his smiling black eyes that I saw a hint of captivating charm amidst the billowing waves. But somehow, the word "dual cultivation" appeared out of nowhere in my mind, and at the same time, I remembered the words "pick what to make up for" that I had read in the book previously.

Speaking of which, this deal was not worth it.

Even if I am just a little fish demon, I am still a little fish demon with bones. Even if I become a roasted fish, I absolutely cannot do such a dishonorable thing.

Yan Jing narrowed his eyes as he looked at me. I braced myself to maintain the smile on my face, refusing to back down.

After a long while, he coldly asked, "Then what do you want?"

I blinked and suddenly thought of the Lady Boss's kitchen. Somehow, I said, "In order to show my sincerity, how about I serve you a bowl of noodles?"

He originally thought that this question was too sudden. Who knew that after Yan Jing heard this, the lines of his face softened. He looked deeply into her eyes and his thin lips slightly moved. "Alright."

There was scallion in my right hand and garlic in my left. There were even various types of vegetables and fishes in front of me. I pressed my lips together and asked Yan Jing, who was expressionless, "What kind of pasta would you like to eat?"

"I'm not picky with my food. Just grilled fish noodles will do."

— Is this still being picky about food? This is what you call picky food! Your whole family is picky about food!

I grabbed a piece of dried fish and slashed at it, tears streaming down my face.

After about a quarter of an hour, I stare at the mess in front of me.

If he remembered correctly, he would throw these things into the pot and mix them when the noodles were cooked. However, would he be able to eat the soup that was made like this?

Forget it, let it be. Anyway, this bowl of food didn't end up in my stomach. This so-called 'This dead Taoist is inferior to this dead Taoist.' I believe that with Fellow Yan Jing's cultivation, there shouldn't be any big issues.

After making up my mind, I picked up the spatula and was about to make a move when Life grabbed my wrist.

"What are you doing?"

I turned around and smiled. "Hehe, of course it's to make fellow daoist's grilled fish noodles …"

"I want grilled fish noodles that I can eat." Yan Jing's expression did not change as he glared fiercely at me. However, somehow, his stern expression suddenly disappeared. He pursed his lips and said, "Go to the side."

"But on this side …"

"I'll do it."

Alright, so this Fellow Daoist's culinary skills are extraordinary?

I ducked my head and stepped aside. His eyes swept over the ingredients, and he picked them up casually, knife in hand, and in a moment the ingredients were neatly sliced and placed on a plate. In contrast, the things I had made looked as if they had been eaten by a dog, as if they were heaven and earth.

This evildoer is really too much. I know how to do it, yet he wants to see me make a fool of myself …

However, I don't know when these complaints were suppressed, but as I blankly stared at his busy back, I felt a sense of absent-mindedness. I didn't know when and where, but I felt as if I had experienced this kind of situation before, making me feel warm and at ease for no reason —

"Little Fish Demon."

"Hmm?"

"Taste it."

Before he could finish his words, a bowl of steaming, snow-white noodles was already brought to his mouth.

I opened my mouth to swallow and chewed. I felt that the noodles were smooth and smooth. Moreover, they had a rich, fresh fragrance mixed within. Unexpectedly, it did not lose out in the slightest to the culinary arts of the restaurant's chief chef.

"Is it delicious?"

"Yes." I nodded automatically and stared at the bowl of noodles.

"Alright, then go and get some spicy gluten."

I hastily went to a small porcelain plate on the shelf and scooped up two big spoonfuls of oily and shiny seasonings. As I walked, I thought to myself, it's fine if I didn't eat that chopsticks just now.

Speaking of which, there was really nothing that could be said about the craftsmanship of this Yan Jing. It was best to think of a way to make him eat snacks everyday in the future. It could be considered a beautiful thing.

Perhaps it was because I was too engrossed in my thoughts that I felt as if I had run into a meat wall, and the saucer of seasonings flew out of my hand — I looked up, completely dumbfounded, at the still dripping red oil on my chin and the sesame seeds on my neck.

The white jade was the pool, and after a while, it moved.

Under the light of the Night Pearls, the water in the pool shone brightly, like fireflies dancing in the summer night. Coupled with the dense fog, it made the place as tranquil and beautiful as a jade pond.

But unfortunately, such beauty couldn't be easily rewarded.

I stood obediently at the edge of the pool, head bowed, left foot on the right, right foot on the left, in case I saw something I shouldn't have seen.

"Little Devil Fish, why are you still standing there? "Come here."

When the slightly lazy and deep voice entered my ears, I subconsciously jumped back. When I realised that the atmosphere wasn't right, it was already too late. I used my finger to wrap my hair around my head and said awkwardly, "About this …" "That …"

"What's wrong?"

There was even a faint sound of water splashing behind this question. Hearing it made my scalp tingle and I wished that I could escape. However, his legs were weak and he had to console himself in his heart. He was not afraid, at most, he would grow a few needles on his left and right, but it was not a big deal – it was better than turning into a roasted fish.

Thus, he slowly lifted his eyes and revealed a self-proclaimed good-natured smile, "This pool of water looks pretty clean, it probably wouldn't be good if it got dirty."

"This place is a place for bathing anyway. It's better if it is dirty."

The man lying at the side of the pool raised his eyes lazily. His eyes were clearly half open and half closed, yet from the corner of his eyes, he revealed a sharp aura that could not be ignored.

I swallowed my saliva and obediently took a step forward. Just as I was about to say something, I saw him slowly raise his hand, raise his two fingers, and stroke a strand of black hair from his forehead to his ear. He then placed his arms horizontally under his chin — the strand of hair was still dripping with water, and as he moved it, a few drops of water dripped down his shoulder that was not even an inch long.

I stared at the picture of a beautiful man coming out of the bath, unable to react for a long time.

"Why aren't you coming over?"

I blinked and asked, "Why did you take off all your clothes?"

It was a pity that an unbreakable barrier had already been set up in this place. Even if I wanted to run away with all my heart and soul, it would still be impossible.

Yan Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, the smile on his face was obviously full of ill intentions. "If you want to take it off, then take it off."

I stood where I was and stammered, "This … "As the saying goes, there are clouds, men and women shouldn't be too intimate with each other …"

He propped up his chin with one hand and thought for a moment. Surprisingly, he nodded and said seriously, "The little fish demon's words are reasonable."

I heaved a sigh of relief. Just as I was about to find an excuse to sneak away, I heard him chuckle and say, "Since that's the case, I'll just give up."