Wen Zhiyun folded her hands and placed them on the door bolt behind her, her curvy body leaning against the wooden door, a faint blush appearing on her fair face.

At this moment, she had just finished taking a shower, her hair was still slightly wet, and her body was emitting a faint fragrance that smelled like peach blossoms.

Chen An looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and couldn't help feeling moved.

Compared to the youthfulness of Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue, he still prefers the mature charm of Wen Zhiyun.

I calmed down the excitement in my heart a little.

Chen An said calmly, "Friend Wen, what do you want to tell me?"

But he was only calm on the surface. In fact, he was very excited inside, waiting for Wen Zhiyun to break through that membrane.

However, what Wen Zhiyun said next disappointed him.

Wen Zhiyun hesitated for a moment, then said with some difficulty: "Um... I don't have money to pay the rent, can I use some valuables as collateral first?"

That’s it?

Chen An was extremely disappointed.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Zhiyun asked again: "Is it okay?"

"Of course, I can, but you came to me just to talk about this? Don't you have anything else to say?"

Chen An did not give up. He thought that this arrogant and beautiful woman must be scared and did not dare to say what she wanted to say.

Unfortunately, Wen Zhiyun disappointed him again.

When faced with his question, the charming and beautiful woman shook her head without hesitation and said, "I have nothing else to say, just this."

“…”

For a moment, the air became somewhat frozen.

Neither of them said anything more.

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

In the end, it was Chen An who spoke.

"Friend Wen, when did you run out of savings?"

"A few days ago."

"You are a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Do you have so little savings?"

"Basically, I spend as much as I earn. Cultivation is too expensive."

"How did you earn spirit stones in the past?"

"I make money by going out hunting monsters, but recently the Bamboo Leaf Gang doesn't allow us to go out, so my income has been cut off."

“That’s really hard.”

“…”

The two of them kept asking and answering each other.

As time goes by.

The atmosphere of a single man and a single woman in the same room becomes increasingly prominent.

The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

Chen An looked at Wen Zhiyun's sexy red lips, and his heart became hotter and hotter.

The atmosphere is there.

The feeling is coming.

Chen An couldn't bear it any longer, and took the initiative to move closer to Wen Zhiyun who was sitting next to him. He reached out to hold her in his arms and kiss her on the mouth.

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

"Master Chen, what is our current relationship? Why do you want to do something to me?"

Wen Zhiyun's face was obviously flushed, but the words she said sounded cold.

She was forcing Chen An to speak, asking him to admit that he had feelings for her, so as to gain the initiative in their future relationship.

It's that feeling of "It was you, Chen An, who pursued me in the beginning, not me, Wen Zhiyun, who threw myself at him."

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

He retracted his raised hand and said with a smile: "My hand was a little numb just now, lift it up and move it around."

After saying that, he stood up and left the alchemy room.

To deal with a tsundere like Wen Zhiyun, if you want to completely conquer her, you can't follow her wishes and you can't bow to her.

Otherwise, you will be troubled by her in the future.

Gone?

He just left like that?

Wen Zhiyun began to doubt her life, and then she felt angry and regretful.

Angry that Chen An refused to give in to her.

Regret for being so pretentious.

…

In the following days, Chen An became much colder towards Wen Zhiyun.

I hardly communicate with her.

In contrast, every night when he communicated with his wives and concubines in the room, he spoke particularly loudly, deliberately letting her hear and making her unable to sleep all night.

During this period, Chen An, relying on the unwavering love of his wives and concubines, completely possessed them and got to know every aspect of them in depth.

The days just pass by one by one.

In a blink of an eye.

At this time, Chen Yuejian was already eight months old and had grown to nearly one meter in height.

When Chen An was measuring her height, he couldn't help but feel impressed. This child with spiritual roots was amazing. She was less than one year old but she was taller than an ordinary child at the age of three.

In terms of exercise, he has evolved from walking unsteadily at over five months old to being able to trot happily now.

But in terms of speech, he can only say "moo moo" and cannot call "daddy" or "mom".

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

"Previous expectations were too high, so high that they seemed unrealistic."

“You have to lower your expectations.”

"Well, I hope Xiaoyue can learn to speak before she turns one."

Chen An looked down at his daughter who was walking with him holding her hand, and set this small goal for her in his mind.

He wanted to get the system reward as soon as possible when his daughter learned to speak, and he also wanted to hear his daughter call him daddy as soon as possible.

It must be a wonderful feeling to be called daddy.

Thinking about.

Chen An picked up his daughter.

Teach her step by step and teach her to call daddy.

However, Chen Yuejian was either responding with a "moo moo" or giggling, thinking that her father was teasing her.

Chen An was not in a hurry and patiently taught her to call him daddy.

The teaching lasted for about an incense stick of time.

Chen An didn't lose his patience, but his daughter did.

Struggling to get down.

Don't want to be hugged.

Want to run around on the ground.

Chen An let her go and let her go.

As soon as she landed, Chen Yuejian wandered around the yard happily like a wild horse.

Chen An followed behind and watched her all the way.

As he walked, he suddenly had an idea and opened the panels of himself and his wives and concubines to check the data.

【Name: Chen An】

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 6]

[Wealth: 555 low-grade spirit stones]

[Alchemy: First-level Advanced (1066/2500)]

[Spiritual Sense: First-Level Advanced (998/2500)]

[Gold Finger: Mastery (1111/2500)]

[Sleep-aiding Technique: Proficient (233/500)]

[Spouse: Song Huaying, Gu Xinyue]

[Descendants: Chen Yuejian]

…

【Name: Song Huaying】

[Attribute: A drop of water is returned with a spring of gratitude]

[Emotion: 3 stars (1314/2500)]

[Alchemy experience provided: 1024]

[Provided cheat code proficiency: 468]

…

[Name: Gu Xinyue]

[Attributes: Pure as ice and jade. Loyal and faithful]

[Emotion: 3 stars (520/2500)]

[Provided spiritual strength: 998]

[Provided cheat code proficiency: 623]

"Husband, something bad has happened!"

Chen An was browsing the panel in front of him when he suddenly heard the voice of his wife.

He looked up in the direction of the voice and saw Song Huaying with an anxious look on her face.

Song Huaying came up and said, "Husband, Sister Wen is packing her luggage and said she wants to move out and doesn't want to share the rent anymore!"

"Um?"

Chen An was stunned for a moment, and then the first thing he thought of was that Wen Zhiyun was throwing a tantrum, and that he had been too cold to her recently.

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

…

PS: Putting out the bowl, asking for monthly votes and recommendation votes!

(End of this chapter)