After marrying the short-lived young master, the little fairy wife was spoiled ✔

Chapter 16: Seduction (7)

If only he hadn't been ill

If only I had met opiate when I was not ill

Chu Feng thought so and gradually fell asleep.

The next day, it was still dark.

Chu Feng was sleepy. He suddenly felt something moving in the quilt. He stretched out his hand to touch it. He suddenly remembered that opiate was in his quilt.

Immediately, an excited spirit woke up and opened his eyes. The opiate lifted the quilt and crept out of bed, with his back to him, tidying up his hair.

In the past, the double bun was wrapped around eight leaves. Now the hair is scattered on the back, like a waterfall.

"Young master, are you awake?"

Hearing the change of breathing sound behind him, the opiate looked back and saw Chu Feng staring at himself for a moment. He was distracted and smiled.

She didn't tie a double bun. Her head was spread on her shoulders. She looked a little mature.

The eyebrow is like a curved moon, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and the collar is slightly open. It looks like a green lotus that comes out of the mud by the pool in the morning. When the wind blows, the petals tremble, and his heart trembles.

"I'm sneaking out now so that they won't find me. Young master, go to sleep."

Sleep?

How can a living and beautiful girl go to bed?

A Yao finished and went forward to tuck in the quilt corner for Chu Feng. Then he walked to the door very carefully.

Open the door and carefully observe the left and right.

Genius lit up a little dim light. The fog in the mountains filled the courtyard. It was hazy and could not really see anything.

Seeing no one, Yao bent down and slipped out of the door.

Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound in the pond, which startled her. She suddenly looked back. It seemed that there were fish shadows jumping up and down in the fog in the garden.

【opiate, what are you doing secretly?】

A Yao raised his hand and patted his chest. He breathed a sigh of relief. He got up straight and walked to the pond and looked at the carp swimming towards her happily in the water.

"I'm treating the young master, but I can't be found by them, or I'll have a baby with the young master."

【Having children? Opioid doesn't want to have children?】

A bright red carp swam towards the opiate, followed by more than a dozen smaller versions of it. It swam back and forth in front of the opiate, as if it were showing off the opiate.

Look at my children. They look as good as me

Ah Yao was surprised.

A few days ago, I saw this carp with a bulging stomach. I knew it was going to have children. I didn't expect to have so many children at one time.

"Don't you have so much pain?"

It hurts a little, but the baby is as beautiful as me

There is a carp swimming nearby, which seems to be the Prime Minister of the red carp.

【although Yao and the young master are not as good-looking as us, the children born should not be bad.】

Yao stood upright with his hands by the pond. "Who said, I look good with the young master! The child born will never be bad!"

Then she left angrily.

Xiao Bu came out of her shoulder and sighed helplessly.

"Ah Yao, why are you suddenly competitive?"

Ah Yao went back to the room and closed the door. After Xiao Bu finished, he sat at the table with his chin on his hands.

"I don't know. I was a little angry just now."

Xiao Bu comforted her and said, "There is a gap in the aesthetics between people and carp. In their eyes, when human beings grow up like you and the young master, they can only be regarded as not too ugly. Ordinary people are very ugly."

"All right."

Xiao Bu cut off the topic and said, "I've slept with the young master for two nights. I don't know if he will get better today."

"I'll see later."

Ah Yao said, taking a deep breath and restoring his old vitality.

He combed his hair in a bun, looked carefully at the bronze mirror and nodded with great satisfaction.

Xiao Bu sat on her shoulder, looked at her, and then looked at the bronze mirror.

"Ah Yao, why don't we try another hairstyle?"

It has long wanted to say that this hairstyle is not only young, but also suppresses all the charm of opiate as a woman.

It has a deeper understanding of the world than opiates.

The opiate does not sleep every time it recovers from dormancy after completing merit cultivation.

What have you been doing all this time?

Nature is to travel and enjoy in the world of mortals.

"Why? Eight leaves. This hairstyle has just four on one side. It's perfect."

Little Bu was speechless.

Forget that opioid is an obsessive-compulsive disorder, which must be symmetrical and equal.

Ah Yao finished grooming and went straight to the kitchen.

There were some purple potatoes in the kitchen today. She rolled up her sleeves and prepared some purple potato cakes for Chu Feng while decocting the medicine.

Half done. When the purple potato is steamed in the pot, the medicine is almost finished.

"Well, do you make purple potato cake? It's so delicious?"

A Yao looked up and Fubo and aunt Lian came in from the front of the door.

"Hello, aunt Fulian."

Yao smiled at them and got up to open the lid of the pot.

The aroma of purple potato became more and more strong, covering the medicine smell in the kitchen.

She quickly divided the purple potato cake into three parts, picked up the largest one, put it into a tray with the soup and medicine, picked it up and walked outside the door.

"How about Aunt Fulian try this purple potato cake, too. I'll send medicine to the young master."

Then she hurried away.

Aunt Lian looked at the leaving opiate, and her smile gradually converged. "Fubo, opiate girl, how do you feel like hiding from us today?"

"Well... It seems that you have something to say."

"Right? This girl has to have a good chat with us on weekdays. She just said hello and left in a hurry today. What's the matter?"

Fuber pondered for a while and couldn't figure out why.

"Ah Yao is careful and sensible. Nothing will happen. Start preparing meals."

Aunt Lian went to the cake left by ah Yao, picked up and tasted one, "Ouch! The girl's craftsmanship is good. Come and try it, uncle!"

When they marveled at the skill of opiate, opiate had come to Chu Feng's door.

"Young master..." she raised her hand and knocked at the door. "I'll deliver the medicine."

"Come in."

Hearing Chu Feng's voice, Ah Yao pushed the door in.

Chu Feng was already dressed up, sitting in front of the short table, looking at the scenery outside the window, calming his mood.

The wind blowing in from the window brushed the hair on both sides of his shoulders, revealing his side face.

His face is pale and soft, as if autumn chrysanthemums were covered with frost, which is incomparably precious.

Yao's eyes were shining slightly. He walked towards him and put the soup, medicine and cakes on the table.

"Is it purple potato cake today?"

Chu Feng picked up a cake with even fingers and sent it to his lips.

Purple potato is sweet, full-bodied, non stick and dry, just right.

As soon as you enter your lips and teeth, your mouth will be full of fragrance.

Ah Yao looked at him and a faint golden light flashed across his eyes.

Seeing the faint Yang Qi shrouded around Chu Feng, it seemed that it was a little stronger than when she first saw it.

Although it is only a little change, there is no doubt that her daily proximity plan is successful!

You have to be closer next.

She thought so, got up and simply sat down next to Chu Feng.

"Is it delicious, young master?" She asked.