Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

Lian Qingyang heard Qi Chen cry out in pain and wanted to turn around to see what was happening, but when the light turned green, he was afraid of people honking behind him, so he had to drive while comforting Qi Chen: "How did you hit yourself? Does it hurt a lot? Do you want to go to the hospital first?"

In fact, he had been a doctor in the previous mission world. At that time, he was occupying someone else's body, but he always remembered the knowledge in his mind. Qi Chen did not seem to have any major problems, but it would be safer to go to the hospital.

Qi Chen waited for the pain to subside, but didn't hear Lian Qingyang say anything. He just shouted "I'm hungry". Lian Qingyang sighed helplessly, not knowing whether to go to the hospital, find a restaurant nearby to fill his stomach, or go home and let him rest for a while.

999 appeared in time: "Host, don't worry, Senior Luo is fine for now. You can take him home to clean up, then cook for him and wait for him to eat before going to the hospital. His cry of hunger is just a child's instinctive reaction. In fact, as an adult, he can still go hungry for another day."

Lian Qingyang nodded in understanding, then couldn't help but feel a little happy. Senior had never eaten his cooking before, and he didn't expect his first time would be in this small world. He wondered if he could cook? If not, would he always have to eat takeout? While takeout was okay, it was different from cooking it himself.

Maybe it’s because he understands himself well. Lian Qingyang always feels that what he cooks tastes much better than takeout, and he can control the heat and seasoning himself.

Lian Qingyang was also hungry as he was thinking about it, so he opened the refrigerator door when he got home. Because he was using his fabricated identity, the refrigerator was filled to the brim, and there were signs of use in the kitchen. Lian Qingyang looked at the refrigerator and saw that it was full of his favorite foods. He nodded with satisfaction, and then began to call Qi Chen upstairs to clean up.

In the guest room bathroom, Lian Qingyang was teaching Qi Chen how to take a bath: "Take off your clothes first, then stand here and twist this place, and the water will flow out. But don't touch the place where you hurt, okay? Otherwise it will hurt more. After you finish washing, take the clothes I found for you from here and put them on. Do you know how to put on clothes?"

Qi Chen must have been well-educated since childhood. After listening to Lian Qingyang's words, he nodded and began to take off his clothes. Lian Qingyang didn't expect him to be so quick. While Qi Chen was still wearing his clothes, he quickly retreated and closed the bathroom door: "You wash first, I'll get you some clothes and be back soon."

There was no response from inside, even the rustling sound of clothes being taken off had stopped. Lian Qingyang retracted his steps towards the door of the room and walked to the bathroom door, only then did he hear movement from inside.

Lian Qingyang hadn't expected Qi Chen to be so insecure after becoming stupid. He couldn't be alone with too many people around, and he couldn't be alone with anyone. But he still had to get Qi Chen some clothes. He couldn't just come out later, could he? There were bath towels and the like, but the guest room at home was always empty, and he didn't know if the bath towels were clean.

He lightly raised his feet and prepared to sneak out, but after taking two steps, the sound of water disappeared. Lian Qingyang held his forehead with his hands. He was indeed a senior. His sensitivity was beyond the reach of ordinary people. He could hear such light footsteps even with the shower on.

"I didn't walk. My feet are a little numb from standing. I'll take a few steps to slow down." As Lian Qingyang finished speaking, the sound of water was audible.

Is Qi Chen really going to give out benefits later? God knows he has only seen Senior Luo's arms a few times. Every time he is wrapped tightly in a suit, sometimes wearing a high collar so that you can't even see his neck.

Although Senior Luo's body in the small world wasn't his real body, it was satisfying to feast my eyes on it! Thinking of this, Lian Qingyang rubbed his hands excitedly. He suppressed his excitement and carried the quilt from the guest room to the balcony connected to the indoor space, not forgetting to inform Qi Chen: "I'll help you dry the quilt! I'm not far away, I'll be back in three seconds."

Since Qi Chen can't sleep alone, I'll share a room with him, but we still have to use our own quilts.

Oh my god! He never thought that one day he would be able to eat and live with his senior, and even have physical contact with him! This was something he had never dared to imagine before. Even Qingyang was so happy that he wanted to hum a little song. His senior always made him happy.

He quickly hung up the quilt and leaned against the bathroom door, saying, "Is this all right? You can't just come out after washing. I'll get you some clothes, okay? And don't use the bath towel. I'll get you a new one. If you agree, just knock on the door."

Being alone in a confined space, Qi Chen didn't dare to speak, so he knocked on the door. Lian Qingyang didn't expect Qi Chen to agree. He left a sentence "Wait for me to come back" and walked quickly towards his room next door.

After everyone left, Qi Chen knocked on the door again and said in a low voice: "I don't agree."

Lian Qingyang was preparing food in the kitchen, and Qi Chen was following behind. Fortunately, it was an open kitchen, otherwise two grown men would have been squeezed in. As Lian Qingyang was slicing carrots, a hand reached out from behind and took the carrots away: "I don't like it! I don't want to eat it!"

Senior also doesn't like carrots. Does that mean that as long as we know Qi Chen's preferences, we also know Senior's preferences? Lian Qingyang thought about it and asked, "So what do you like to eat?"

Seeing that Lian Qingyang seemed to have compromised, Qi Chen put the carrots on the chopping board again and thought about something he liked: "Celery!"

Huh? But he hated celery the most. It always tasted weird to him. He couldn't quite get used to it. Lian Qingyang pouted, dismissed the idea, and asked, "What else?"

"Lotus root! Green beans!"

Lian Qingyang could accept these two, nodded, and turned back to chop carrots. Qi Chen saw him chopping again and got a little anxious: "No! No! No carrots!"

After saying that, he tried to grab it again and was almost cut by the knife. Lian Qingyang quickly put the knife aside and said anxiously, "What are you doing? Can't you do this? You'll get hurt!"

Qi Chen stopped talking, put the hand holding the carrot behind his back, and refused to give it to him, with an unwilling expression on his face.

Lian Qingyang was so angry that he laughed. His personality was completely different from Senior Luo's. He was such a little fool.

Seeing him smile, Qi Chen thought everything was fine. He took a step forward with his hands behind his back and looked at Lian Qingyang: "Then let's eat something else? Not carrots!"

Lian Qingyang saw his stubborn look and put on a serious face: "Then you can't just rob other people's things, okay? You have to tell them first and get their consent before you can take it." Don't let yourself get hurt.

"Give it to me. I'll cook it for myself, okay? Go to the refrigerator and see what you want to eat. I'll bring it over and make it for you." After a minute of stalemate, Lian Qingyang compromised.

Upon hearing this, Qi Chen gave him the carrots, and then began to pick out a bag of bean sprouts, a bag of green beans, a bag of bok choy and a bag of enoki mushrooms from the refrigerator and put them on the chopping board.

Lian Qingyang finished cooking and plated the dishes. He turned around and saw the cutting board full of vegetables. He suddenly felt a headache. He walked over to Qi Chen who was still picking things, closed the refrigerator, and pulled him to the cutting board: "This is in a big bag! You eat so much in one lunch? This can be used to cook several dishes. It would be a waste if the two of us can't finish it."

In the end, Qi Chen chose his favorite green beans, cut them into small pieces, stir-fried them with pork belly, and then simmered them in the pot.