As the young wife, Song Huaying, after knowing that her husband had feelings for Shen Qingyi, kept trying every means to talk to Shen Qingyi during the meal, asking her questions with a purpose.

Ask Shen Qingyi what kind of male cultivator she likes.

Ask her what her hobbies are.

I asked her all kinds of questions, almost like checking her household registration.

However, Song Huaying was very skillful in asking questions. She always asked in a subtle way, inducing Shen Qingyi to confess voluntarily without making Shen Qingyi feel unhappy.

After listening to his wife's skillful rhetoric, Chen An learned a lot of information about Shen Qingyi.

One, I am already fifty-five years old this year.

Second, I like children.

3. I like practicing swordplay.

4. Like to punish evil and eliminate evil.

5. I have never had any feelings about love between men and women since I was a child, and I have been single ever since I was a child.

…

About half an hour later.

Everyone at the table was well fed and satisfied.

But there was no rush to clear the table.

Instead, we started chatting.

Song Huaying is very capable. She keeps talking about Chen An and tries her best to show Chen An's charm in front of Shen Qingyi in an attempt to arouse her interest in Chen An.

"Sister Shen, you may not believe it, but my husband is an alchemist, but he also has many skills that doctors can use."

Song Huaying sat next to Shen Qingyi and said proudly.

Shen Qingyi smiled and said, "Master Chen Dan is really versatile and a role model for us."

Chen An waved his hands and said modestly, "No, no, Ying'er is just like a lover who sees beauty in everything. She thinks her husband is amazing in every way."

"No way, my husband is obviously very capable!"

Song Huaying pouted her rosy lips slightly, then looked at Shen Qingyi beside her and said, "Really, Sister Shen, I really didn't lie to you. My husband is really amazing. His massage technique is superb and makes people feel very comfortable."

"Me, Sister Wen, and Sister Gu, every time we are massaged by our husbands, we feel like we are floating in ecstasy and can't stop."

"If Sister Shen doesn't believe it, you can experience it yourself now."

Song Huaying was like a sulky child, trying hard to prove that she was right.

Shen Qingyi felt a little embarrassed.

Although she didn't care much about the difference between men and women, it was a bit inappropriate to let a man give her a massage, especially a married man. "Really, Sister Shen, I didn't lie to you."

“You’ll know once you’ve experienced it.”

"My husband is really amazing!"

Song Huaying continued to increase her offensive, creating opportunities for Chen An to have close contact with Shen Qingyi.

Seeing this, Gu Xinyue, who was usually taciturn, also spoke up to help: "Sister Shen, it's true, my husband's massage technique is really amazing, better than many doctors, you can try it."

When Wen Zhiyun next door heard this, she couldn't help but look at Gu Xinyue in surprise. She didn't expect that her cold sister could actually assist.

On the other side, Shen Qingyi soon couldn't stand the attack from Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue.

She looked at Chen An and said with some difficulty: "Master Chen Dan, this..."

"Fellow Daoist Shen, if you don't mind, I'd like to show you how good I am at massaging you, but my massage skills are probably not as good as those two boasted."

Chen An smiled helplessly.

Shen Qingyi hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and finally pursed her lips and said, "Then I'll trouble Master Chen."

"Then...how about just massaging your calves?"

Chen An was very tactful and didn't ask for a full body massage right away.

After all, Shen Qingyi is not a wife or concubine after all. If you take advantage of her too much, it is very likely to cause resentment.

When she heard that she only wanted to massage her legs, Shen Qingyi generously lifted one of her slender legs, suspended it in the air, and asked, "Master Chen, how do you massage this?"

"Just put your calves on my legs, I'll sit down and massage you." Chen An stood up, moved the chair to the side of Shen Qingyi, sat down and said.

Shen Qingyi nodded and put her legs on Chen An's legs.

"Friend Shen, the experience won't be that good if you're wearing fabric. If you don't mind, how about I roll up your trouser legs?"

"Yes, that's fine. Master Chen, do whatever you think is appropriate."

“Then I started pressing.”

"Thank you for troubling Master Chen."

Chen An gently rolled up Shen Qingyi's trouser legs, revealing her calves as white as mutton-fat jade.

The skin is white and delicate.

The legs are slender and perfect.

This is the perfect calf that only appears in dreams.

Chen An was touched at the sight, and became even more determined to build a closer relationship with Shen Qingyi and take it to the next level.

No more looking.

Chen An quickly started giving Shen Qingyi a massage.

He started off with full firepower, using all the experience he had gained from massaging his wives and concubines over the past two years.

Shen Qingyi frowned slightly because of being pressed.

But it wasn't a frown of discomfort, but a frown of comfort.

She really didn't expect that Chen An's massage skills would be so superb.

Is this an alchemist or a doctor?

I wish I could enjoy such superb massage techniques every day.

It's really addictive.

Shen Qingyi thought secretly in her heart.

Chen An kept observing the expression on Shen Qingyi's face with his peripheral vision.

Seeing that her expression at this moment was the same as the expression on his wife's face when she was being massaged, he couldn't help but smile and asked, "Fellow Daoist Shen, how do you feel?"

"Master Chen is truly amazing. His massage skills are no less than those of professional doctors, and are even more amazing. What Fellow Daoist Song and Fellow Daoist Gu said is true."

Shen Qingyi was very honest and highly praised Chen An's massage techniques.

Chen An raised his eyebrows and said tentatively: "If you like, Fellow Daoist Shen, you can come and sit often in the future. As long as I am free, I can give you a massage."

"Master Chen, how can this be possible? This is too much trouble for you."

Although Shen Qingyi wanted to do it very much, she still decisively refused.

I am not Chen An's wife or concubine, so how can I let him give me massages frequently? This is not in accordance with etiquette.

It doesn't make sense nor reasonable.

Chen An was massaging skillfully while sighing with a worried look on his face. He said, "Friend Shen, to be honest, I have something I want to ask you for help. I thought it would be awkward to ask you for money, so I thought of using massage as a reward."

Shen Qingyi: "Master Chen Dan, why don't you just speak frankly."

Chen An said directly, "Fellow Daoist Shen, you also know that the Redwood Forest is not like the Bamboo Leaf Forest. There will be no people from the Bamboo Leaf Gang to maintain law and order."

"The Redwood Forest is an ownerless land, and the residents here are not protected by the Tiandi Sect."

“So even at home, you’re not necessarily safe.”

"As an alchemist, I will definitely have to go out to purchase more often in the future."

"If I'm away from home, I really don't feel at ease with my wife and daughter at home. I'm worried that thieves will break in and do something bad. So, I want to ask you, Fellow Daoist Shen, can you come to my house to help look after my wife and daughter when I'm out shopping?"

After Chen An finished speaking, he looked into Shen Qingyi's eyes and waited quietly for her answer.

Before Shen Qingyi could speak, Song Huaying on the side also advised: "Sister Shen, whenever you come, Yue'er and I will make you a lot of delicious cakes and meals, just promise my husband!"

"This..." Shen Qingyi hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and agreed: "Okay then."

When Song Huaying heard this, she was immediately filled with joy and said, "That's great, Sister Shen. From now on, whenever you come to our house, Yue'er and I will make all kinds of delicious food for you, and we'll make something different every time!"

Chen An was equally happy, but he was only happy silently in his heart and did not show it too much on the surface.

Just at this moment!

Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door outside the yard, and a man's angry shouting.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Liu Ting, you bitch, come out here!"

"I know you're home, get out now!"

"I, Chen Hu, will keep my word. If you keep hiding from me, I will burn your shabby house down!"

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PS: Today is a transition chapter. After all, the protagonist has moved to a new place, so all these trivial things in life have to be written about, otherwise the sense of disconnection will be very serious when reading later. After these four chapters today, starting from tomorrow it will be the same as before, and each chapter will follow the plot.

(End of this chapter)