"Liu'er, the fire has been lit."
Wang Chu looked at the woman longingly and said.
Liu Cuier retracted her thoughts and said with a smile:
"Look at how anxious you are. If you like it so much, why did you refuse it in the first place?"
Wang Chu paused for a moment, and then said:
"You will get tired of eating noodles every day."
Liu Cuier glared at Wang Chu:
"The noodle maker is not tired, but the noodle eater is tired first?"
She waved her hands pretending to be annoyed:
"Forget it, from now on, even if you want to eat, you can't eat the noodles made by this fairy myself. It's none of your business. Go wait for me outside. The noodles will be ready soon."
Wang Chu touched the tip of his nose,
"You don't need my help?"
Liu Cuier said:
"I get angry when I see you, so why can I help? Besides, even if I ask you to help, you won't know how to do it. Go out and sit down."
Wang Chu no longer insisted:
"Okay, if you need anything, just call me."
After saying that, Wang Chu turned around and left the kitchen.
He walked to the bookshelf, picked out a book at random, then sat at the wooden table and read it with relish.
I don't know how long it took, but I heard a "pop" sound.
A porcelain bowl was placed on the wooden table. Wang Chu put down his book and saw that the cooked noodles were steaming white in the porcelain bowl.
The red bacon and green vegetables complemented the white noodles, and the faint fragrance emanating from them instantly activated Wang Chu's taste buds and made his mouth water.
With Wang Chu's current cultivation level, he naturally does not need to eat.
The only reason for him to eat is the taste enjoyment brought by delicious food.
Liu Cuier sat opposite Wang Chu, holding a bowl of noodles and two pairs of chopsticks in her hands.
She put her face and one pair of chopsticks on the table, and then handed the remaining pair of chopsticks to Wang Chu.
"How's it going? It looks good, right?"
Wang Chu took the chopsticks and nodded repeatedly:
"It's more than good."
After saying that, he couldn't wait to pick up the noodles with chopsticks and sucked them in big mouthfuls.
"Hmm~ delicious!"
Wang Chu swallowed the noodles and expressed his heartfelt praise to Liu Cuier.
Liu Cuier picked up the chopsticks and smiled with satisfaction.
This compliment from Wang Chu made her even happier than when she was praised by the head of the sect and said she was highly qualified.
"Haha, as long as it tastes good, it seems that my cooking skills have not deteriorated."
Wang Chu put a piece of greasy bacon into his mouth. After chewing and swallowing, he suddenly asked seriously:
"Liu'er, did you marry someone else voluntarily?"
Liu Cuier, who had just picked up the noodles, hesitated slightly:
"Haha, of course it's voluntary. The son of the head of the clan is as handsome as a jade tree. A woman like me, Liu Cuier, who comes from an ordinary family, has no reason to refuse. Okay, besides..."
Liu Cuier looked into Wang Chu's eyes:
"Even if it's not voluntary, so what, can I still resist? Or...are you going to fight Qingcheng Mountain for me?"
Wang Chu was stunned for a moment. Before he could answer, he heard Liu Cuier say again:
"Hehe, I'm getting married soon, why are you talking about this? Come on, let's eat some noodles."
After saying that, Liu Cuier also started to eat noodles regardless of appearance.
If there were disciples from Qingcheng Mountain here, they would definitely be shocked.
Because in the impressions of these disciples, Liu Cuier was often a cold and noble lotus fairy, never as full of fireworks as she is now.
"Liu'er, if you are not happy in Qingcheng Mountain, just leave there. Getting married is not a child's play."
The two ate in silence for a long time. Wang Chu suddenly put down his chopsticks and said.
The chopsticks in Liu Cuier's hand began to tremble:
"Is it possible to go back?"
Wang Chu said with a smile:
"You can start over at any time."
Liu Cuier's eyes began to sparkle:
"Actually...actually I just want to prove...prove myself. Why can the noodle shop owner's daughter have to live as a husband and raise children for fifty or sixty years instead of becoming an immortal? "
Wang Chu took out a handkerchief from his body and handed it to Liu Cuier:
"You are right. As the saying goes, princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have their own kind? And you have done it now."
Liu Cuier took the handkerchief and burst into tears:
"No, I didn't do it at all!"
She wiped her tears and felt a little excited.
"When I first went to Qingcheng Mountain to become a disciple, because I was just an ordinary person with no cultivation qualifications, I could only serve as the lowest handyman disciple. My daily job was to serve the formal disciples, sweep the floor and cook for them."
Liu Cuier cried and told her experiences during this period:
"Later, the elders of Qingcheng Mountain discovered that I have a dual spiritual root constitution of water and wood attributes, so I changed from a handyman disciple to a formal disciple of Qingcheng Mountain."
"I thought that from now on, as long as I was willing to practice hard, I would be able to stand out and become an immortal, haha..."
Liu Cuier smiled, a mocking and helpless smile:
"Now that I think about it, how naive I was."
"Cultivating immortals requires not only talent, but also family background! Without any foundation in the immortal sect, I have no chance of getting ahead. Those precious cultivation resources will always be distributed only to those disciples with backgrounds, no matter what. No matter how hard I work, the sect won’t give me any cents!”
After saying this, Liu Cuier's spirit became weak:
"So, I gave up and compromised. Since I can get resources by marrying the son of the boss, why not?"
Wang Chu stood up, walked behind Liu Cuier, and patted her back:
"You are right, the current world of immortality is an era of fighting for your father, so it is already very good that you can reach this point."
Liu Cuier turned her head and looked at Wang Chu's gentle smile. She instantly had the urge to throw herself into his arms, but she still held it back, wiping her tears and smiling:
"Thank you, Brother Wang, I feel much better now."
Wang Chu said:
"Liu'er, if you don't want to go, you don't have to go. If you don't want to get married, you don't have to get married. Just escape from this area. What do you think?"
Liu'er admitted that for a moment, she was indeed persuaded by Wang Chu.
But soon, she thought of the consequences of doing so.
Liu Cuier has no father or mother now, so she is not worried about her parents being retaliated against, but Wang Chu...
"Haha, it's okay, Brother Wang. I'm just complaining. In fact, it's not as bad as you think. The son of the head of Qingcheng Mountain is more than good enough for me, Liu Cuier."
"Haha, Junior Sister Liu is so humble."
This was not said by Wang Chu, but by another man who suddenly appeared in the room.
Liu Cuier, who heard this voice, instantly buried her fragility in her heart, stood up and looked at the man:
"Brother Shangguan, you...why are you here?"
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