Chapter 243 Demon King: Brown Sugar Eggs
When she heard the doorbell, Shen Hanqing didn't want to open the door at all.
Because once the spiritual energy dissipates, it hurts a lot.
Yan Lan probably knew Shen Hanqing's temper, so he stopped pressing the doorbell and used magic to enter through the door.
Then he saw Shen Hanqing sitting cross-legged on the bed, circulating his spiritual energy to relieve the pain.
Yan Lan smiled helplessly, "So you plan to keep doing this?"
Shen Hanqing raised her eyebrows and glanced at Yan Lan, "Just one day."
The information I found on 333 said that as long as I can get through one day, the pain will go away.
Yan Lan should have ridiculed Shen Hanqing at this time, after all, it was she who insisted on eating the two ice creams yesterday.
But in the end, he didn't do that. Instead, he asked, "Does the kitchen have brown sugar and eggs?"
Is it possible that someone like Shen Hanqing who doesn't go into the kitchen has anything in the kitchen? Of course not.
Yan Lan was not surprised. As expected, the kitchen was just a decoration for Shen Hanqing. "I'm going out to buy something."
Shen Hanqing responded, “Oh, bring me a few packs of sanitary napkins by the way.”
Yan Lan thought, Shen Hanqing is really not a reserved woman.
However, if she was reserved, she would no longer be Shen Hanqing.
When Yan Lan arrived at the supermarket, many people looked at him sideways.
After all, Yan Lan's temperament is there, and he doesn't seem like the kind of person who would buy things in person.
When Yan Lan was seen in an area where only women went, she received a lot of strange looks.
But Yan Lan remained calm from beginning to end.
Looking at the dazzling array of different types of sanitary napkins, Yan Lan gave up thinking and turned to ask the girl who was also buying sanitary napkins with a smile and gentlemanly, "Which brand is better?"
The girl suddenly clenched the things in her hands, wishing that the groundhog would scream.
Such a handsome man, and so gentlemanly, and there is a 90% chance that he bought it for his girlfriend.
It's not easy to be a good man like this!
She coughed and couldn't help asking, "Are you buying it for your girlfriend?"
Yan Lan smiled and replied, "Fiancée."
The girl felt that it was another day to cry for other people's love. She enthusiastically introduced a model to Yan Lan, then sighed as she watched Yan Lan leave. Single people can only buy it for themselves.
Yan Lan quickly bought some things and went back. Then he took off his suit jacket and put it on the sofa. He rolled up his sleeves elegantly and went into the kitchen.
After Shen Hanqing came out of the bathroom, he changed his position and continued to use spiritual energy to relieve pain.
After a while, Yan Lan came out with a bowl of brown sugar and eggs. "I think this might make you feel better so you don't need spiritual energy to relieve the pain all the time."
Shen Hanqing frowned and raised his question seriously, "Why is there no spell to treat it?"
Yan Lan said helplessly, "I think it's because demons and gods don't have this worry."
Shen Hanqing thought so too. It seemed that when he was a cultivator, he didn't have this worry.
After all, spiritual practice is against the will of heaven.
Shen Hanqing looked at the brown sugar eggs that had already cooled down a bit, and then looked at her stomach.
She didn't want the spiritual energy to dissipate at all.
Yan Lan raised his eyebrows and said with a faint smile: "Maybe you need me to feed you."
Shen Hanqing immediately dispersed his spiritual energy, sat at the table, and ate brown sugar eggs.
Yan Lan felt a little regretful, but actually he really wanted to give it a try.
After eating the brown sugar eggs, Shen Hanqing sat back on the sofa cross-legged.
Yan Lan shook his head and said helplessly, "What do you want to eat this afternoon?"
A long list of dish names flashed through Shen Hanqing’s mind, and it was a bit difficult to choose.
Yan Lan added: "I have already bought some vegetables."
The menu in Shen Hanqing's head disappeared completely. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Yan Lan. The meaning was very simple. She had already bought the vegetables, so why was she asking?
Yan Lan smiled and said, "It's hard to understand. Why do you like eating so much?"
Shen Hanqing felt that maybe it was because of the frustration he had in the previous world, and he had to make up for it in this world.
333 couldn't help but ask, "It seems like every villain can cook?"
Shen Hanqing: "Isn't it because I trained him well?"
333: “…” Speechless.
Shan Xiujie already knew that the person who helped him catch the thief was Shen Hanqing.
Suddenly I felt that the world was very small.
He looked at the page in his diary about the thief, then tore it out and decided to write a new page to fill in the gap.
Shen Hanqing's face reappeared in Shan Xiujie's pen. When Shan Xiujie reacted, what he drew was no longer just Shen Hanqing.
Shan Xiujie looked at the painting he had drawn, and Shen Hanqing stood on the top of the hill made of corpses.
It was as if the wind blew up the hem of Shen Hanqing's skirt, and she turned her head to look at herself in the painting, incredibly beautiful.
Shan Xiujie stretched out his hand and stroked Shen Hanqing's face. In a trance, he felt that the piles of bones in the painting came from the sword in his hand.
His eyes gradually became dim.
Yan Lan, who was cooking, suddenly felt a palpitation and the plate in her hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
He supported the stove with one hand and covered his heart with the other, his expression slightly painful.
The negative emotions that were originally sealed by Shen Hanqing with runes are now surging, as if they will explode in the next moment.
He even felt Shan Xiujie's covetousness for Shen Hanqing from these negative emotions.
Yan Lan suppressed the inner frenzy and thought with a gloomy expression, Shan Xiujie must be dreaming!
Shen Hanqing noticed something was wrong, hesitated for a moment, dispersed his spiritual energy, stood up and went to the kitchen, and saw Yan Lan holding the stove with a painful expression.
A little thought will tell you what's going on.
But it shouldn't be like that. Although she knew that this rune would eventually lose its effectiveness, it shouldn't happen so soon.
Before coming up with other solutions, Shen Hanqing could only repeatedly use runes to suppress the evil possessed by the heart.
Shen Hanqing has always been rough and direct in doing things. She ripped open Yan Lan's shirt without hesitation.
Yan Lan forced a smile, pretending to be relaxed. "This is the second time. If it weren't for the wrong timing, I would have suspected that you were impatient to do something to me."
Shen Hanqing bit her finger and began to draw runes, adding layer upon layer, several more layers than last time.
She glanced at Yan Lan and said, "Thinking is a disease and needs to be treated."
With the help of the runes, Yan Lan finally felt better.
He leaned against the stove, looking less elegant and more unruly, "Maybe I should kill the owner of this heart" instead of continuing to test it.
Shen Hanqing showed a fake smile and said perfunctorily: "Come on, Mr. Yan."
She was a little interested in the grievances between Shan Xiujie and Yan Lan.
This heart belongs to Shan Xiujie, it's really interesting.
On the other side, Shan Xiujie closed his diary, walked into another room, and asked Hua Sirui, "You said you wanted to compensate me?"
Hua Sirui nodded, not understanding why. "Yes, I deceived you. It's my fault."
Shan Xiujie gave an ambiguous smile.
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