The Warm-Hearted Big-Headed Doll and the Righteous Little Li

"Let the Ice Block cool me down..."

As he stepped across the threshold, Little Li suddenly realized how dangerous his idea was.

Is this the kind of thought a righteous person should have?

The Ice Block is aloof yet intelligent, strategizing and planning. A single glance from him can make one feel guilty. Occasionally, he can switch to the wicked Ice Block, even when he is still a cub in the dream, making him impossible to guard against.

That cold, Ice Block —giving a foot massage is a professional duty, but now I'm lusting after her body; is that the same thing?

If she knew what was lurking in his mind, she would definitely frown, look at him with a scrutinizing gaze, and might even say, 'So this is what a gentleman is like.'

Wait, that sounds familiar... I feel like I've heard it somewhere before...

Li Mo shook his head, muttering to himself as he walked into the kitchen:

"It's normal for me to have these thoughts."

"Just like wanting an ice-cold Sprite after playing basketball in the summer, it's perfectly reasonable for me to want a refreshing and exhilarating experience after playing basketball in the gym."

"What could be better at cooling you down than Ice Block?"

"How could you call it lusting after her body..."

"What are you craving...?"

A clear, slightly puzzled voice suddenly came from behind.

Ying Bing stood at the doorway, with the snow-covered mountains behind her, looking over with a slightly puzzled expression.

She was wearing a light blue long dress with a fur collar. With her hands behind her back, her figure looked even more shapely. Her waist, with its defined abs, was so slender that it could be encircled with one hand. Her ankle boots were covered in snow, but she probably couldn't see it when she looked down.

She arrived at dusk, her face framed by the last rays of sunset that refused to fade into the earth, making one momentarily believe that she was Goddess who controlled ice, snow, and night.

I wonder if she only heard the last sentence...

Li Mo said seriously, "Yes, I meant I was craving ginseng."

He casually pulled out a thousand-year-old snow spirit ginseng.

This was scraped off Ice Block during the last meal.

Ice Block: "?"

"Forging iron is too tiring; I'll eat a ginseng root to replenish my energy."

"But your yang energy is very strong right now." Ying Bing frowned slightly.

"It's alright, it's normal for young people to be hot-tempered. The older they get, the more they need to nourish themselves. Let them see who's in charge of their bodies."

Li Mo yanked the apron next to him and smoothly wrapped it around his waist, concealing its arrogance.

"..."

Ying Bing was taken aback. Her red lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something, but she stopped herself. Her small hands, which were behind her back, unconsciously curled up and tangled together.

The images from my dream flooded my mind at that moment.

She averted her gaze as if she'd been electrocuted, as if her eyes had been burned.

In the end, he said nothing, only nodded slightly with a blank expression, then sat down at the table in the courtyard, lowered his eyes, and picked up a book.

Qin Yuzhi and Tian Miao have gotten used to waiting for meals these past two days.

Every day at mealtimes, they will come to the table and sit down on their own without being called.

Well, I have to criticize the beautiful master here. She's nocturnal, often sneaking into the kitchen to find food in the middle of the night.

Ying Bing seemed oblivious to their arrival, staring blankly at the pages of the book, like a beautiful jade carving—beautiful but soulless.

"I smell a Spiritual Qi, spiritual fragrance. What should we eat today?"

Qin Yuzhi wiped her mouth; Chef Li's cooking was better than she could ever dream of.

"It smells like Snow Spirit Ginseng, and it's quite old." Tian Miao also had some knowledge of herbs.

"Snow Spirit Ginseng?"

Tian Miao rubbed her eyes and said as if reciting a familiar story:

"This heavenly materials and earthly treasures has extremely demanding growing requirements; it can only grow in extremely high and cold environments, such as the Tianshan Mountains. Therefore, this ginseng is very rare and precious."

Ice Block: "..."

Her clear eyes widened in surprise, as if she doubted what she had just heard.

"It's so cold, it's not really appropriate to eat something so cold."

"Sister Yuzhi, this is something you don't know. Pharmacology emphasizes that when things reach their extreme, they turn around; things will inevitably reverse. Therefore, the most yang-toning medicines usually grow in cold, shady places."

Tian Miao raised a finger and chuckled as she explained:

"Therefore, this Snow Spirit Ginseng, though appearing crystal clear like jade and with a texture like ice, possesses a fiery inner strength..."

"How does this ginseng taste?" Qin Yuzhi asked curiously.

Tian Miao said with a serious expression, "Let's put it this way: This thing exists only in the Heavenly Mountains, and is rarely heard of in the mortal world!"

Snap--

The book fell to the ground.

Qin Yuzhi and Tian Miao turned their heads, only to find that Ying Bing was still expressionless, but her neck was tinged with a rosy hue in the sunset.

"Little Bing, why did your book fall?"

My hands are frozen.

"?"

The two were puzzled, but just then, they suddenly felt warmth behind them. It was Li Mo carrying a tray of dishes.

It's getting a bit heated, Little Li.

Did you cook the food yourself?

Qin Yuzhi raised an eyebrow. "Did you just secretly eat some ginseng yourself?"

Li Mo's hand trembled, and he almost spilled the food he had just cooked all over himself.

"What talk of health and such? In broad daylight, I, a righteous and upright gentleman, cannot tolerate such things..."

"Broad daylight?"

Qin Yuzhi and Tian Miao were stunned, looking at the sun that had completely disappeared and the moon that had climbed into the clouds with puzzled expressions.

"Gentleman?"

Ying Bing pursed her lips and gently rubbed the Big-Headed Doll's head with a wistful look in her eyes.

What righteousness?

More like being full of yang energy.

"I went to the fire vein of Divine Weapon Peak today. While forging blacksmiths, I absorbed a lot of fire energy because of a certain martial art, but it's not a big problem."

Li Mo sat down without making a sound.

Ying Bing glanced at him, and it seemed that she could feel the heat emanating from him with his breath, as if she could feel his body temperature.

She silently squeezed the Big-Headed Doll even tighter.

Qin Yuzhi was taken aback. "Isn't this Snow Spirit Ginseng supposed to generate yang from yin? Then why are you making this for dinner?"

"I call this fighting poison with poison; two negatives make a positive."

Little Li said made perfect sense.

Qin Yuzhi was at a loss and could only look at Tian Miao with a questioning gaze. The latter, however, looked confused, not understanding which school of pharmacology Li Mo was studying.

"This isn't pharmacology at all..."

"That's right, this is mathematics and physics. If you master mathematics, physics, and chemistry, you can go anywhere in the world without fear."

Even according to mathematical logic, two negatives equal a positive, but two positives cannot equal a negative.

"Who said that?"

Li Mo scooped a piece of jade-colored ginseng from the soup and chewed it with a crunch.

A surge of Blood Qi welled up within him.

Hmph, luckily he has excellent control over his body, and the nosebleed stubbornly didn't flow out.

My face is flushed and a little swollen.

"It's a bit hot today..."

"..." Tian Miao was speechless for a moment.

Qin Yuzhi glanced at the warm-faced Little Li, then at the Cold Fairy who had just claimed to be almost frozen stiff.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her, illuminating a fragment of a long-lost memory.

"Hey, I have a solution!"