Time Travel: Conditional Wealth

The two wanted to spend the night at home.

So, after they returned home, Lu Jinan started preparing to cook.

After entering the room, He Xi walked straight to the sofa, ready to collapse on it, when Lu Jinan suddenly called He Xi: "Come here."

Let's hear what the content is. What kind of decree the king is going to issue? I am of low status and can only do as I please.

"Take a shower, eat, and then have a good sleep." Lu Jinan put his hand on He Xi's waist, his dark eyes looking straight at her. His voice was a little unsatisfied, and it fell lightly into her ear, hoping to get He Xi's mercy.

With him by her side, He Xi became much bolder. When she talked about food, her eyes sparkled: "What are we going to eat?"

Lu Jinan sighed silently in his heart, the little liar was destined to never come to his senses.

Lu Jinan put his hand on the back of her head, stroking it gently, carefully examining the jewelry in front of him, and suddenly leaned over, licking and rubbing her tenderly with the scorching temperature of his lips: "Go take a shower."

He Xi is helpless. What should she do if her fiancé just isn’t satisfied with his sexual desires?

In the evening, He Xi finished taking a shower and was drying her hair when she suddenly remembered that she had not yet restocked the refrigerator with food. It seemed that she was destined to miss out on delicious food today. Dinner would not be noodles again, was it?

In the eyes of northerners, noodles are just a snack. They are a simple meal for when you are too tired to cook but have to eat. They are not very good if you are not starving.

She wanted to go to the kitchen to get some ingredients but she didn't want to see him busy for a long time just to give her a bowl of noodles. She couldn't accept the fact that after such a long time, she still got a bowl of noodles to get by. Well, forget it, the meal was almost ready anyway, and she would have time to get some more tomorrow morning.

When hanging the towels, the system suddenly contacted He Xi. Looking at the words on the page, he knew it was angry: "It's summer vacation. When are you going to start making money?"

He Xi naturally sat on the bed and communicated with the system with his consciousness: "Why are you in such a hurry? It's me who will die, not you!"

System: "Life is not good? Men are not attractive? Spending money does not feel good? Food is not tasty? Beautiful clothes are not good looking? You have a problem with your thinking."

"You don't understand. Laziness permeates a person's life. It is because of laziness that society and civilization progress. Which invention is not due to human laziness?"

The system stuttered: "Well...you...at least save some money. I don't have any food to eat."

"What are you? You're just a system. You don't even have a real body. You're no more than motor oil."

“No money for motor oil?”

"Won't the backend provide maintenance for you?"

"Are you dead?"

"How do you talk?"

The system stopped outputting text, but the page did not disappear. After a long while, the text reappeared: "You are my master, have you forgotten?"

He Xi chuckled twice in self-mockery: "Oh? I thought you didn't know, but it turns out you do know!"

The page stopped outputting text again and waited for a while: "Host, I was wrong."

He Xi waved his hands quickly: "I dare not, you are my ancestor."

Tired of arguing with it, He Xi took a leisurely walk in the fields of space and inspected all the fields. The important food products were still rice, flour, corn, and soybeans, which could be eaten directly or used to extract oil.

He Xi suddenly wanted to eat sesame oil, and the wontons tasted delicious with two drops of sesame oil in them.

Sesame oil, also known as sesame oil or sesame oil, is the oil extracted from sesame seeds.

He Xi looked at the ripe corn, turned around and drove the harvester to harvest the corn from five acres of land to make room for the sesame seeds. After thinking it over, he harvested all the corn and then spent money to press the harvested corn into corn germ oil. He hadn't sold cooking oil for a while.

It's just right to share some among Wang Qiang, Jiang Hao and Jin San. There's no way laziness is a disease.

Oh, by the way, sesame seeds have also been planted.

"Ah, ha er er." He Xi yawned and withdrew his consciousness from the space. He felt that it might be okay not to eat. He smoothed his wet hair to the top of his head and lay on the pillow. He pulled up the quilt and lay flat on the bed with his elbows open outwards and his palms facing up. It is said that this can help to slim down the back.

Lu Jinan was still busy in the kitchen. He Xi couldn't get over the fact that he only ate a bowl of noodles last time, so he decided to perform well today no matter what. He was busy for a long time but there was no sign of He Xi. He knew that girls took a long time to take a bath, so she shouldn't be so slow. Could she have slept in the bathtub?

It is really possible, after all, she is He Xi.

Lu Jinan frowned. Why did he feel like an old father? No, He Xi was finally beaten.

He glanced at the dishes on the table, untied his apron as he went upstairs, and saw that the light in He Xi's bedroom was not on. He sighed softly, thinking that she was really still in the bathroom.

He didn't rush to turn on the light, but walked into the bathroom in the dim light outside the window. He turned on the light, but no one was there? Where did they go?

When she turned around, her eyes swept over her princess bed. The bed was bulging, which meant she was asleep. Her recent nightmares had prevented her from getting a good rest. She went to sleep, but it was a pity to waste the delicious food on the table downstairs. She might still be resentful of his臊子面 in her dream.

Although it was summer, it was not really hot. Lu Jinan tiptoed to the bedside and looked at He Xi who was sleeping with her body hunched over. The straps of her nightgown had slipped off, perfectly revealing her fair shoulders and neck. His eyes darkened a little.

He Xi likes to sleep with the quilt between her legs. His eyes moved down little by little, seeing the slender waist and bent long legs, with the hem of the skirt clinging to the snow-white thighs.

After watching for a while, perhaps because he felt the air became hot and the sticky feeling on his body became more and more uncomfortable, Lu Jinan turned around, went to his room to get his summer pajamas, then returned to He Xi's room, went into the bathroom and started taking a shower.

I took a cold shower again. My body felt very irritable. I was also irritated when I thought about the color of my pajamas. Why did she like green? And where did she hide that green sweatshirt?

It makes me angry just thinking about the green clouds covering the sky.

Her room was filled with fragrance, and the bathroom was no exception. There was a faint aroma, the smell of shampoo. She said that she didn't like shower gel because she had a skin disease in her previous life, and it hurt her skin after using it. Even now that she is no longer troubled by that disease, she still doesn't like to use it.

After taking a shower, he went back to his room to blow dry his hair, and covered the food downstairs so that she could heat it up when she was hungry.

When he came back, half an hour had passed. He turned on the bedside lamp on the other side of He Xi, set the light to the weakest mode, and slowly pulled out the quilt that He Xi was sitting on. He leaned over and pulled it gently, afraid of disturbing her sleeping profile. He pulled once and stopped twice, making sure that she was breathing lightly and was still sleeping soundly before continuing.

The quilt blocked his and He Xi's intimate contact, which was not allowed. He Xi could only be his, and he should hold He Xi in his arms and fall asleep.

In order to give He Xi some benefits, the collar of his silk pajamas was open, revealing his clearly defined muscles on his chest.

Lu Jinan, who felt that he was particularly childish, had slightly red ears. It turned out that love could make people have countless little thoughts.