Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married

  Chapter 43 Pulling each other

  In the cramped alchemy room.

  Wen Zhiyun folded her hands on the door bolt behind her, her bulging body was leaning against the wooden door, a slight blush appeared on the fair-skinned mature woman's face.

  At this time, she had just taken a shower, her hair was still slightly wet, 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 charm of a mature woman in Wen Zhiyun.

  Slightly stabilized the heartbeat in my heart.

  Chen An said calmly: "Young Daoist Wen, what do you want to tell me?"

  But it was only superficially calm, but in fact he was very excited inside, expecting Wen Zhiyun to pierce the membrane.

  However, what Wen Zhiyun said next disappointed him.

  Wen Zhiyun hesitated for a moment, and then said with some embarrassment:

   "That... I have no money to pay the rent, can I use some valuable things as collateral first?"

That's it?

  Chen An was extremely disappointed.

   Seeing that he was silent, Wen Zhiyun said again:

"May I?"

   "Yes, yes, but you came to me just to talk about this? Don't you have anything else to say?"

  Chen An didn't give up, thinking that this arrogant and beautiful woman should be cowardly, and dared not speak when the words came to her lips.

  Unfortunately, Wen Zhiyun let him down again.

   When faced with his question, this charming woman shook her head without hesitation and said:

   "There is nothing else to say, just this."

   "..."

  For a while, the air became a little frozen.

   Both of them stopped talking.

   The alchemy room was so quiet that the two could hear each other's heartbeat.

  Finally, Chen An spoke up.

   "Fellow Daoist Wen, when did you run out of 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 as much as you earn, and it costs too much to practice."

   "How did you earn spirit stones before?"

   "I earn money by going out to hunt monsters, but recently the Bamboo Leaf Gang doesn't let me go out, so the income is cut off."

   "That's really uncomfortable."

   "..."

  The two of them just asked and answered.

   As time goes by.

  The atmosphere of lonely men and widows living together in a room is constantly highlighted.

  The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

  Chen An looked at Wen Zhiyun's **** red lips, and felt more and more hot in his heart.

  Vibe is here.

   Feeling coming.

  Chen An couldn't bear it anymore, and took the initiative to get close to Wen Zhiyun who was sitting by the side, reaching out his hand to hug her and kiss her mouth to mouth.

  But as soon as he raised his hand, Wen Zhiyun quickly moved away from his position to prevent him from touching it.

   "Chen Pill Master, what is the relationship between the two of us now, you want to touch me?"

  Wen Zhiyun's face was obviously red hot, but the words she said seemed indifferent.

  She is forcing Chen An to speak up, asking Chen An to admit that he has thoughts about her, so as to win the initiative in getting along with her in the future.

   It's the feeling of "You, Chen An, pursued me back then, but I, Wen Zhiyun, didn't post it instead".

  Hearing Wen Zhiyun's words, Chen An calmed down a lot.

  He withdrew his raised hand, smiled and said, "My hand was a little numb just now, lift it up and move around."

   After finishing speaking, he got up and left the alchemy room.

   To deal with Wen Zhiyun's kind of arrogance, if you want to completely conquer her, you can't follow her will, and you can't bow to her.

   Otherwise, some of them will be tossed by her in the future.

gone?

  He just left?

  Wen Zhiyun was a little skeptical of life, followed by a burst of anger and a burst of regret.

   Angry Chen An refused to let her go.

  Remorse for being hypocritical.

  …

  In the days that followed, Chen An became a lot colder towards Wen Zhiyun.

  Basically don’t communicate with her much.

  In contrast, every night when I communicate with my wife and concubine in the room, I talk very loudly, intentionally letting her hear it, and making her sleepless all night.

  During this period, relying on his wives and concubines' unwavering feelings for him, Chen An completely owned all of them, and had a deep understanding of every place.

  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 his height had grown to nearly one meter.

  When Chen An was measuring her height, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This child with spiritual roots is amazing. He is taller than ordinary children at the age of three when he is less than one year old.

   In terms of exercise, I have also evolved from walking unsteadily for more than five months to being able to trot now.

  But in terms of speech, at present, she can only yell, and she doesn't know how to call her father and mother.

  It seems that children with spiritual roots only develop faster physically, and they are not much faster than ordinary children in learning to speak.

   “Expectations were so high that they seemed unrealistic.”

   "You have to lower your expectations appropriately."

   "Well, I hope Xiaoyuejian can learn to speak before she turns one year old."

  Chen An looked down at his daughter who was walking with his little hand, and set such a small goal for her in her heart.

  He wants to get the system reward when his daughter learns to speak as soon as possible, and at the same time, he 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 hugged the daughter in front of him.

  Teach her hand in hand, teach her to call Daddy.

  However, Chen Yuejian was either responding indifferently or giggling brightly, thinking that 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 didn't lose his patience, but his daughter had already.

   Struggling to get down.

  Do not 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 happily wandered around the yard like a runaway wild horse.

  Chen An followed behind and watched her all the way.

  Walking and walking, with a thought, I opened the panel of myself and my wife and concubine to check the data.

  【Name: Chen An】

  【Cultivation: Sixth Level of Qi Refining】

  【Fortune: 555 low-grade spirit stones】

  【Alchemy: First Level Advanced (1066/2500)】

  【Spiritual Consciousness: Level 1 Advanced (998/2500)】

  【Gold Finger: Mastery (1111/2500)】

  【Sleep Aid: Skilled (233/500)】

  【Spouse: Song Huaying, Gu Xinyue】

  【Descendants: Chen Yuejian】

  …

  【Name: Song Huaying】

  【Attribute: The grace of dripping water, the spring will repay each other】

  【Emotion: 3 stars (1314/2500)】

  【Alchemy experience provided: 1024】

  【Cheat proficiency provided: 468】

  …

  【Name: Gu Xinyue】

  【Attribute: Pure and clean. Loyalty]

  【Emotion: 3 stars (520/2500)】

  【Provided spiritual strength: 998】

  【Cheat proficiency provided: 623】

   "Husband, it's bad!"

  Chen An was browsing the panel in front of him when suddenly the voice of his little wife came from in front of him.

  He followed the voice and looked up, and his goal was the anxious Song Huaying.

  Song Huaying came up and said: "Husband, Sister Wen is packing her luggage, and she said that she will move out and not rent together!"

"Um?"

  Chen An was stunned for a moment, and then the first thing he thought of was that Wen Zhiyun was playing with his temper, and that he had treated her too coldly during this time.

   Without thinking too much, he immediately picked up his daughter Chen Yuejian and went in to see what was going on.

  …

  PS: Set up a bowl, ask for a monthly ticket recommendation!

  (end of this chapter)