Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

When Lian Qingyang heard Qi Chen wanted to take his picture, he quickly posed next to the snowman. His bright smile, like sunshine, was captured by the phone's camera and presented to Qi Chen. His eyes moved slightly, and his heart slowed down, his finger hesitated to press the camera button. Although he couldn't understand what kind of emotion this was with his current IQ, he liked this feeling, liked the way Qingqing smiled, and liked doing everything with Qingqing.

"Are you done? My face is going to freeze!" Lian Qingyang didn't hear the shutter sound and didn't know what Qi Chen was doing, so he had to urge him and then kept smiling.

Qi Chen pressed the shutter, and his muttering was drowned out by the sound of Lian Qingyang running over and rubbing his hands on the ground, as if nothing had happened.

"Sure, it's a great shot! How about we have hot pot tonight?" Last time when we had hot pot, Lian Qingyang made spicy hot pot, but Qi Chen had diarrhea all night after eating it, so Lian Qingyang didn't dare to eat hot pot anymore.

This time Lian Qingyang plans to make a shabu-shabu hotpot. He likes spicy food, and Qi Chen likes non-spicy food. It’s perfect!

Qi Chen recalled the painful experience last time and felt a little conflicted, but seeing that Lian Qingyang was so happy, he didn't want to disturb his interest, so he nodded reluctantly in agreement.

After deciding on dinner, Lian Qingyang started to prepare. After lunch, the two went to the supermarket to pick out the seasonings and ingredients for making hot pot today.

Lian Qingyang hadn't planned to buy hot pot base, but wanted to try making it himself. He actually enjoyed cooking, but he was busy with missions at the bureau, and in the mission world, he had to execute his revenge plan. He rarely had the time to research recipes. However, after coming to this world, he had a free career, no pressing tasks, and he lived with his senior. Every day, the two of them would go shopping for groceries, cook, and research delicious food. Lian Qingyang felt his happiness index was maxed out!

The last time he had hot pot, he bought the hot pot base. In the evening, he saw a video on how to make hot pot soup base, and wondered if he could make it himself someday. As a result, he spent every day researching other delicious foods.

After returning home, Lian Qingyang opened the video he had collected a few weeks ago. He first cut the pig's feet into sections and washed them. Then he prepared some ginger, washed it, peeled it and cut it into small pieces. He threw them all into the pressure cooker and boiled them. Then he added a little salt, cooking wine and white vinegar, added enough cold water and started the soup-making mode. He set the timer to about two hours.

While Qi Chen was making the soup base, he was not idle either. He started to break and wash the various vegetables he bought, first placed them on a stainless steel mesh to filter out the water, and then divided the vegetables into plates and brought them to the dining table. He learned this step when he saw Qingqing do it last time!

"Wow! Achen is awesome!" Lian Qingyang finished setting up the pressure cooker, turned around and saw Qi Chen washing the vegetables carefully, and couldn't help but praise him.

The meat dishes bought, such as mutton rolls, beef rolls, pork rolls, and duck blood fish balls, were all ready-made and had just been frozen in the refrigerator by Qi Chen. Lian Qingyang cut the potatoes, lotus roots, and yams into slices and put them on a plate, and Qi Chen took it out consciously.

Lian Qingyang really likes shiitake mushrooms. He draws a cross on the shiitake mushrooms and puts them on a plate, stacking them together with the enoki mushrooms that Qi Chen has washed.

Lian Qingyang ordered a shuangyuan hotpot after eating hotpot last time. After the soup base was cooked, it was poured into one side of the induction soup pot, and the other side was filled with chili oil and water. He also put some mushrooms in the pig's trotter soup and simmered it on low heat for a while.

As soon as the car started, the two of them started to put meat and vegetables on each side. Just now, when Lian Qingyang asked Qi Chen to get meat from the refrigerator, he also took four packs of instant noodles. Two grown men could not be full by eating only vegetables and meat, so they still needed some staple food.

Both of their dishes were sesame sauce dishes. Even Qingyang didn’t dare to eat anything too spicy late at night. Qi Chen was better off not eating spicy food.

When the first chopsticks of vegetables and meat entered my mouth, I felt instantly healed. It was really delicious after not eating it for a long time. Especially in winter, eating a hot pot is the happiest thing!

He looked at Qi Chen, wanting to ask if it tasted good, but he saw Qi Chen frowning after finishing eating. He thought something was wrong, but Qi Chen just scooped up a chopstick from his spicy pot and ate it!

Qi Chen disliked the taste of the clear soup pot, but his body couldn't accept the spicy pot. After a while, his mouth became a little swollen and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead due to the spiciness.

Lian Qingyang grabbed Qi Chen's chopsticks as he was about to dip them into the spicy hot pot: "Last time I ate spicy food and got diarrhea, have you forgotten?"

Qi Chen smacked his lips, and despite Lian Qingyang's warning look, he pulled out his chopsticks, picked up some food from the pot, and put it into his mouth obediently.

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It was an hour and a half after the two of them stopped eating. Lian Qingyang held his slightly protruding belly in satisfaction and sighed. Qi Chen followed his example and slumped in the chair, his sitting posture no longer dignified.

"Achen" Lian Qingyang's voice was very soft. Qi Chen had amazing hearing ability. He looked at Lian Qingyang when he heard the voice.

"Shall we go out for a walk?" The first snow always gives people a very special feeling. Now there is someone who can accompany him to feel the first snow, which is wonderful and romantic.

With Qi Chen's consent, the two put on thick clothes and wrapped themselves up. Lian Qingyang took Qi Chen's hand through his gloves, his eyebrows curved, and a cheerful voice came out through the scarf: "Let's go!"

The two walked out of the yard hand in hand and walked slowly along the street. The snow was still falling, and it was clearly visible in the light of the street lamps. It fell on their black coats, and the white against the black was particularly obvious.

Lian Qingyang was immersed in this beautiful space and time, and even hoped that it could continue like this. He called 999 out: A Ling, take a picture for us.

If this moment will not last forever, then freeze it and keep it as a commemoration.

After taking the photo, 999 showed it to Lian Qingyang. After being approved, he stored it in the newly built secret space. This is a place that the owner cannot see and it is a unique secret belonging to the host.

The two of them walked around, digested their food, and then went home. As soon as they entered the courtyard, Lian Qingyang released Qi Chen's hand, squatted down, and made a snowball. Snowing without a snowball fight would be incomplete. Before Qi Chen could recover from the sudden feeling of his hands being empty, he was caught off guard by a snowball hitting his back.

He turned around and saw Lian Qingyang running to the side. The street lights outside the yard were brightly lit, shining on his exposed face. He was holding a snowball in his hand, eager to throw it.

Qi Chen was in a playful mood and squatted down to make a snowball. As a result, he was hit by it again. He quickly threw it back, and the snowball, which he had not yet made a tight grip on, hit Lian Qingyang's coat and shattered into pieces.

The two of them chased each other, hit each other and hid from each other for a long time, and then sat down side by side on the thick and clean snow, panting, to stop fighting.

"Are you happy?" Lian Qingyang looked at the smile on Qi Chen's face and asked knowingly.

"Happy! It's fun to play with Qingqing!" Qi Chen's eyes were bright, as if he hadn't played so freely for a long time.

"Then... let me make you happier!"

Qi Chen suddenly felt a chill on his neck and shrank his neck. Lian Qingyang had done something evil with bad intentions. He quickly stood up and prepared to run, but Qi Chen quickly and accurately pressed him down on the snow. He threw his face into Lian Qingyang's neck and rubbed it: "Qingqing, you are so bad! The snow is so cold! So cold >_<!"

Lian Qingyang was very ticklish around the neck and collarbone, and it felt even more strange and awkward when hot air was breathed on it. He dodged and begged for mercy: "I was wrong, Achen, I was wrong, no more, no more, we should go back to the room, hahahahahahaha it's so itchy, help!"

Qi Chen rubbed the smooth skin, greedily enjoying the warmth. He resisted the urge to taste it and raised his head, only to see Lian Qingyang looking at him with a flushed face.