Chen Yuejian, who is almost ten months old, is wandering around the yard under the care of her father.

Look at the flowers and plants.

Tease the insects.

As I walked along, I was curious about everything I saw along the way.

Her mother, Song Huaying, was currently weaving clothes with her mother Gu in the hall. The clothes they were weaving were red clothes that her mother Wen would wear when she got married tomorrow.

Wen Niang didn't know how to weave clothes, so she learned from the side without any hesitation. She didn't have the airs of a late-stage Qi Refining Immortal Master at all, and got along very well with her other two mothers.

"Butterfly! Butterfly! Butterfly!"

Chen Yuejian saw two butterflies flying by and excitedly chased them with her short legs, shouting.

Chen An, who had been following behind to take care of her, couldn't help but show joy on his face when he heard his daughter Chen Yuejian's calls of "butterfly".

If he has learned to call butterfly, how long will it take for him to learn to call dad? "Um... come here for a moment."

Wen Zhiyun, who was originally learning to weave clothes in the hall, walked out of the house at some point and shouted to Chen An who was looking after her daughter in the yard.

Chen An picked up his daughter in front of him, but did not walk towards Wen Zhiyun. Instead, he stood still and looked at her and asked:

"Are you going to ask your husband to go over, or are you going to ask Xiaoyue to go over?"

"Call you."

"You have to call me husband, otherwise I won't go over."

"Are you annoying?"

Wen Zhiyun was really pissed off, her chest heaving with anger.

Chen An teased her all the time, which made her feel embarrassed and annoyed.

Unfortunately, Chen An was happy to do so.

I just like to tease this grumpy menopausal beauty.

I just want to see her stamping her feet in frustration.

I think this is very interesting.

The boring life of cultivating immortals at the lower level really needs these interesting daily seasonings to add flavor.

"Chen An, can you come over or not?"

“…”

Wen Zhiyun shouted again, but Chen An did not respond.

Seeing that Wen Zhiyun not only did not call him husband but also had a fierce look on her face, Chen An decisively put his daughter down and continued to follow her around the yard.

Before Chen An took two steps, Wen Zhiyun's shy voice came from behind him.

"Husband, come here for a moment, I have something to tell you..."

Not only was the voice awkward, it was also spoken in a very low voice.

It seemed that Wen Zhiyun was afraid that Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue in the room would hear it and feel embarrassed.

"What are you talking about?"

"Speak louder, I can't hear you."

Chen An pretended not to hear and wanted Wen Zhiyun to shout out loud.

Wen Zhiyun couldn't stand it anymore, so she turned around and left without saying a word.

Seeing that this menopausal concubine was really about to get angry, Chen An decided to stop and stopped teasing her.

"Okay, okay, don't worry."

"I'll send Xiao Yuejian to Ying'er first, and I'll come back soon to listen to your story."

After saying that, Chen An carried his daughter towards the hall.

Not long after that, he came back.

Seeing Wen Zhiyun still in the yard, he walked up to her with a smile and asked:

"Yun'er, what did you want to tell your husband just now?"

"I'm already so old, can you please stop calling me Yun'er? It sounds so embarrassing!"

"Okay, I'll call you Lao Yun from now on."

"you……!"

Wen Zhiyun was so angry that she couldn't even speak.

He stomped hard on the floor.

He turned around and walked towards his room.

Chen An followed behind, his eyes fixed on the alluring figure in front of him.

Her hair was piled up high, revealing her flawless, sexy snow-white neck, and below it was her slender waist that could be held in the hand. Driven by her enchanting steps, her waist twisted left and right along the plump and full semi-circular curve, which was dazzling to the eyes.

Although Wen Zhiyun is a very conservative person, she walks in an unexpectedly coquettish way, which is full of contrast.

“Crack—”

Wen Zhiyun walked to her room, stopped, and gently pushed the door open.

Although she didn't ask Chen An to come in, she didn't close the door after entering, which was actually equivalent to asking Chen An to come in.

Chen An naturally knew this, so he followed him in slowly and closed the door behind him.

He walked towards Wen Zhiyun and said as he walked, "Tell me, what's the matter."

"that……"

Wen Zhiyun's face flushed, and her voice was very small, a little difficult to speak: "Let's... do what we did yesterday again."

"What is that?"

Chen An asked knowingly, wanting this beautiful woman who had already tasted the sweetness of the sweetness to tell him herself.

Wen Zhiyun was ready to go. She had seen everything she should have seen and touched everything she should have touched. There was nothing to be shy about. She threw away her shame and said, "I, I want to have sex with you."

"No, you said yesterday that I couldn't touch you again before we got married. I have to respect your wishes."

"Chen An, are you not satisfied until you trample my self-esteem on the ground?"

Wen Zhiyun pursed her thin lips, her eyes slightly red.

We have been living under the same roof for almost a year.

It was the first time that Chen An saw Wen Zhiyun looking so aggrieved.

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he picked up Wen Zhiyun and threw her onto the bamboo bed covered with cotton pads. He said in a gentle but anxious voice, "Yun'er, I have never thought of trampling on your dignity. I just want you to be more honest."

"Husband, husband, please have mercy..."

Wen Zhiyun's voice was barely audible, and her whole person became unexpectedly gentle.

No more than two incense sticks of time.

[Emotion +1]

[Cheating finger proficiency +1]

[Fire Spiritual Root Qualification +1]

After finishing, Chen An lay on the bed, hugged Wen Zhiyun and closed his eyes to rest.

Feeling that she was asleep, he quietly got dressed, got out of bed and left the room.

You’ve had enough of swimming like a fish in the water of the Land of Gentleness. It’s time to work like a cow or a horse in the alchemy room.

Being a human requires self-discipline, and being an immortal requires it even more.

I practiced for a whole afternoon.

Chen An finally finished refining all the pills that he would send to the Bamboo Leaf Gang's logistics department tomorrow, as well as the pills that he would take to the Treasure House to sell.

In this way, he could free up his evening time to enhance his relationship with his three wives and concubines.

Soon, it was dark.

In order to save time, Chen An called his three wives and concubines to his room to have an in-depth discussion with them about his future plans.

Wen Zhiyun felt a little embarrassed. She had often said bad things about Chen An in front of her two sisters before, but now the four of them had to stay in a room to discuss future plans. This made her feel a little difficult to accept.

In order to escape, she made the excuse that she wanted to go back to her room to practice.

However, Chen An held her back and wouldn't let her leave. Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue also urged her to stay and talk.

With no other choice, she stayed reluctantly.

In the following time, Chen An treated the three of them equally, without favoring any of them.

The four of them chatted for the entire night without realizing it.

It was not until dawn that they went back to their own rooms to sleep, instead of sleeping in the same quilt.

Chen An did not stay in his room, but followed his young wife Song Huaying.

He wanted to sleep with his daughter.

Because just looking at his little daughter lying beside him and sleeping soundly, he felt very warm and happy.

As soon as she lay down on the bed, Song Huaying, who was almost exhausted, fell asleep quickly.

Chen An was not in a hurry to sleep. He first quietly admired his daughter's sweet sleeping face for a while. Then, he had an idea and took a look at the prompt messages he and his wives and concubines had just created in his room.

[Emotion +1] x1 [Gold Finger Proficiency +3] x1 [Alchemy Experience +3 ] x1 [Emotion +1] x1 [Gold Finger Proficiency +3] x1 [Spiritual Strength +3] x1 [Emotion +1] x1 [Gold Finger Proficiency +1] x1 [Fire Spiritual Root Aptitude +1] x1 "As long as you can maintain this rate of improvement and work harder every day, it shouldn't be long before you have enough strength to leave the Bamboo Forest."

As he was thinking about this, Chen An soon fell asleep.

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