In the slightly narrow alchemy room.
Wen Zhiyun folded her hands on the door bolt behind her, leaning her back against the wooden door with her forward and backward body, and a light blush appeared on the face of the fair-skinned mature woman.
At this time, she had just taken a shower, her hair was still slightly damp, and her body was exuding a faint fragrance, which smelled like peach blossoms.
Chen An looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little moved.
Compared to the girlish youthfulness of Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue, he still prefers the mature woman charm of Wen Zhiyun.
He calmed down the excitement in his heart a little.
Chen An said calmly: "Fellow Daoist Wen, what do you want to tell me?"
Well, he was just calm on the surface, but actually he was very excited inside, waiting for Wen Zhiyun to pierce that membrane.
However, what Wen Zhiyun said next made him feel disappointed.
Wen Zhiyun hesitated for a moment, and then said with some difficulty: "Well... I don't have any money to pay the rent. Can I use something valuable as a mortgage first?"
That's it?
Chen An was extremely disappointed.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Zhiyun asked again: "Is it okay?"
"Yes, yes, but are you just looking for me to talk about this matter? Don't you have anything else to say?"
Chen An refused to give up, thinking that Wen Zhiyun must be timid and did not dare to say the words.
Unfortunately, Wen Zhiyun disappointed him again.
This charming and beautiful woman shook her head without hesitation and said, "No."
"..."
For a moment, the air became a little solid.
Neither of them made any sound.
The alchemy room was so quiet that the two of them could hear each other's heartbeats.
Finally, Chen An spoke.
"Friend Daoist Wen, when did you use up your savings?"
"A few days ago."
"You are a monk at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Do you have such little savings?"
"Basically, you can use whatever you earn. Cultivation is too expensive."
"How did you earn spiritual stones in the past?"
"I earn money by going out to hunt monsters. Recently, the Bamboo Leaf Gang has not allowed me to go out, so my income has been cut off."
"That was really uncomfortable."
"..."
The two of them were just asking and answering questions.
As time continues to pass.
The atmosphere of a lonely man and a widow living in the same room is constantly highlighted.
The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.
Chen An looked at Wen Zhiyun's charming and sexy red lips, and felt increasingly hot in her heart.
The atmosphere has arrived.
The feeling is coming.
Chen An couldn't bear it any longer and took the initiative to get close to Wen Zhiyun who was sitting beside him, reaching out to pull her into his arms and kiss her mouth to mouth.
But as soon as he raised his hand, Wen Zhiyun quickly moved away, preventing him from touching it.
"Master Chen, what's the relationship between us two now? You just want to do something to me?"
Wen Zhiyun's face was obviously red, but her words seemed indifferent.
She is forcing Chen An to speak, asking Chen An to admit that he has thoughts about her, so as to gain the initiative to get along with her in the future.
It's that feeling of "it was you, Chen An, who pursued me at the beginning, not me, Wen Zhiyun, who pursued me".
Hearing Wen Zhiyun's words, Chen An calmed down a lot.
He retracted his raised hand and said with a smile: "Young Daoist Wen is a little pretentious. My hand was just a little numb just now, so I had to lift it up and move it."
After saying that, he stood up and left the alchemy room.
To deal with an arrogant Wen Zhiyun, if you want to completely conquer her, you must not follow her will or bow to her.
Otherwise, some of them will be tortured by her in the future.
gone?
He just left?
Wen Zhiyun had some doubts about life, and then felt a burst of anger and regret.
Angry Chen An refused to let her go.
Regret myself for being pretentious.
…
In the following days, Chen An became much colder to Wen Zhiyun.
I basically don’t communicate with her very much.
On the contrary, every night when I communicated with my wife and concubines in the room, I talked extremely loudly, deliberately letting her hear and keeping her awake all night.
During this period, Chen An relied on his wives and concubines' unwavering love for him to completely own them all.
The days passed by like this.
A blink of an eye.
More than two months have passed.
At this time, Chen Yuejian was already eight months old and had grown to nearly one meter tall.
When Chen An measured her height, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This child with spiritual roots is so amazing. He is taller than an ordinary child at three years old when he is less than one year old.
In terms of exercise, he has also evolved from a staggering walk when he was more than five months old to a trotting trot now.
But in terms of speech, he still only knows how to bark, and he doesn't know how to call daddy.
It seems that children with spiritual roots only develop faster physically and do not learn to speak much faster than ordinary children.
"Previous expectations were so high that they seemed unrealistic."
"You have to lower your expectations appropriately."
"Well, I hope Xiaoyue can learn to speak before she turns one year old."
Chen An looked down at his daughter who was walking with her little hand in his hand, and set a small goal for her in his heart.
He wants to get the system reward when his daughter learns to speak as soon as possible, and at the same time, he also wants to hear his daughter call him daddy as soon as possible.
It must be a wonderful feeling to be called daddy.
Thinking.
Chen An picked up his daughter in front of him.
Teach her step by step to call her daddy.
However, when Chen Yuejian was either responding to something or giggling with a bright smile on her face, she thought her father was teasing her.
Chen An was not in a hurry and patiently taught her to call her daddy.
It took about a stick of incense to teach.
Chen An has not lost patience, but her daughter has.
Struggling to get down.
Don't want to be hugged.
Want to run around on the ground.
Chen An also let her go and put her down.
As soon as he landed, Chen Yuejian was like a wild horse running wild, happily wandering around the yard.
Chen An followed behind and watched her all the way.
While walking, an idea occurred to me, and I opened the dashboards of myself and my wife and concubines to check the data.
[Name: Chen An]
[Cultivation: Sixth level of Qi training]
[Wealth: 555 low-grade spiritual stones]
[Alchemy: First Level Advanced (1066/2500)]
[Divine Consciousness: First Level Advanced (998/2500)]
[Goldfinger: Mastery (1111/2500)]
[Sleep Aid: Proficient (233/500)]
[Spouse: Song Huaying, Gu Xinyue]
[Descendants: Chen Yuejian]
…
[Name: Song Huaying]
[Attribute: The kindness of dripping water is repaid by the spring of spring]
[Emotion: 3 stars (1314/2500)]
[Alchemy experience provided: 1024]
[Cheat finger proficiency provided: 468]
…
[Name: Gu Xinyue]
[Attribute: Bingqingyujie. Loyalty]
[Emotion: 3 stars (520/2500)]
[Divinity strength provided: 998]
[Cheat finger proficiency provided: 623]
"Husband, it's not good!"
Chen An was browsing the panel in front of him when the voice of his little wife suddenly came from in front of him.
He looked up following the voice and saw Song Huaying with a worried look on his face.
Song Huaying came up and said: "Husband, Sister Wen is packing her luggage and said she is moving out and no longer sharing the apartment!"
"Um?"
Chen An was stunned for a moment, and then the first thing he thought of was that Wen Zhiyun was playing tricks, and that he had been too cold to her during this period.
Without thinking much, he immediately picked up his daughter Chen Yuejian and went in to see what was going on.
…
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