Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

Breakfast was brought back by Luo Yichen who got up early and went out. Lian Qingyang gathered his long hair, picked up the spoon and took a sip of porridge. His originally combed hair slid down in front of him with the movement. He swallowed the porridge and was about to speak when Luo Yichen suddenly stood up and gathered his disobedient hair in his hands.

With unskilled movements, Luo Yichen recalled the instruction in the video and clumsily and carefully smoothed Lian Qingyang's hair with his hands. It took a lot of effort to barely tie a low ponytail.

Lian Qingyang reached out and touched it, then casually said, "Why don't I cut my hair short? It was a bit troublesome to wash last night, and I don't have time to take care of it. It gets really stuffy when the weather is hot."

"I was the one who washed and blow-dried your hair last night! I really enjoyed it, don't deprive me of that fun!" Luo Yichen sat back in the seat next to him, stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it before compromising, "But if it's too boring, then get a haircut. After dinner, let's go to West Street. I remember there's a barber shop over there."

There are many types of shops on West Street. The two of them went straight to the barber shop with a clear goal. Lian Qingyang rejected the barber's suggestion to shave his hair off from the roots and sell it. He cut off half of his waist-length hair, which was enough for Luo Yichen to play with.

After coming out, the two started strolling around. When they passed by a mobile phone store, they bought a mobile phone for Lian Qingyang. Luo Yichen also changed his phone to a couple's model and fiddled with it happily for a while.

Then he turned into a clothing store and asked Lian Qingyang to pick out a few sets of clothes. He could buy a few more sets to replace the ones he was wearing.

When they passed a store, Luo Yichen pointed at it and said to Lian Qingyang, "I bought breakfast here this morning. If you want to eat it again next time, you can buy it here."

Lian Qingyang then remembered what he hadn't said after drinking the porridge that morning, and leaned in closer and whispered, "I wanted to say that the porridge wasn't as delicious as the one you cooked."

You know, Lian Qingyang never tells lies about food. Luo Yichen couldn't suppress his smile at all. He glanced at the shop that was crowded even in the morning, and his eyebrows were full of pride: "Then I'll make breakfast from now on, and won't buy it here. It's not good, but so many people still buy it. Those people really have no taste!"

Completely forgetting that I am also one of those who have no taste.

The two of them ate outside at noon because there was no place to cook in the antique shop, so Luo Yichen couldn't show off his cooking skills even if he wanted to.

Lian Qingyang had long been indoctrinated by Luo Yichen into taking a nap. After returning to the antique shop, he went to the lounge at the back to sleep. Luo Yichen took out his cell phone, contacted the decoration team, told them his ideas, and made an appointment to go to the new house in two hours to see how to make adjustments.

This was another expense. Two-thirds of his savings over the past few years were spent on buying a house. Although his master left him a card as a wedding gift before leaving, he handed it to Lian Qingyang and just now he bound his card to Lian Qingyang.

"I still have to make money! Otherwise, how can I support my wife? Tsk, I'll take all these orders."

It just so happened that there was an order that he had time to go for, so Luo Yichen took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket, peeled off the wrapper and put it in his mouth, then pushed the door open and went out to make money.

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When Lian Qingyang woke up in the afternoon, the antique shop was still empty. He had just put on his shoes when he heard someone knocking on the door.

The person who came in was stunned when he saw him and muttered, "Did they change the boss?"

The voice was not loud, but even Qingyang could hear it, so he didn't care whether the man was asking him or not, and replied: "The boss hasn't changed, he's not here now, what do you need?"