Time went back and she was able to live her life again, but when facing the man in front of her, she still felt at a loss and had no idea what to do.
No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to get control of the situation.
An Zeyan noticed her cute panicked look and couldn't help but laugh softly.
His laughter was as gentle as a spring breeze, yet it carried a subtle hint of doting.
Realizing that he might have made her too nervous, An Zeyan decided not to tease her for the time being.
He just raised his right hand slightly, drawing mysterious and complex tracks in the air.
As he moved, a ray of light flashed, and an invisible isolation formation was instantly set up.
This formation not only blocks the outside sounds and sights, but also creates a quiet and safe atmosphere.
Then, An Zeyan turned and walked towards the table in the middle of the room. He reached out and grabbed a chair next to it, then slowly pulled it out a distance. He smiled and said softly to Guan Muxi, "Please sit down."
Guan Muxi was already panicked at this time. After hearing An Zeyan's words, she nodded subconsciously, but her body seemed very stiff.
She took a step, not knowing where to put her hands, and her feet seemed out of control, moving her hands and feet in unison like a puppet.
After finally reaching the chair, Guan Muxi seemed to have used up all his strength and sat down on the chair with a thud.
Guan Muxi's face turned red again.
An Zeyan raised his finger slightly, and an invisible spiritual power flowed out from his fingertips and instantly injected into the pot.
The soup spoon that was originally lying quietly in the pot seemed to be given life. It danced nimbly and began to put the food into the bowl in an orderly manner.
After a while, a bowl of fragrant and steaming spiritual vegetable stew appeared in front of Guan Muxi.
This bowl of spiritual vegetable stew is not simple. It contains tens of thousands of rare spiritual plants and vegetables, each of which contains rich spiritual energy and unique flavor.
An Zeyan carefully picked up the bowl of carefully prepared food, walked to Guan Muxi with light steps, and gently placed it on the table.
Guan Muxi was slightly stunned when he saw such a rich food in front of him, and then he subconsciously said: "Thank you~ An~"
However, halfway through her words, she suddenly realized that she almost called out the word "city lord", and quickly stopped talking, her face slightly red.
She lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly, picked up the spoon and gently stirred the food in the bowl.
When the first sip of soup enters your mouth, the wonderful taste instantly blooms on the tip of your tongue.
Guan Muxi's eyes suddenly lit up, and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's delicious!"
Hearing Guan Muxi's praise, An Zeyan showed a doting smile on his face and looked at her gently, as if there were only the two of them in the whole world.
"Did you make this?" Guan Muxi widened her eyes, looking at the delicious dishes in front of her with disbelief, and couldn't help but ask.
An Zeyan nodded slightly, indicating that this delicacy was indeed made by him.
Guan Muxi couldn't wait to pick up a piece with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. After chewing it carefully, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's really delicious! I didn't expect you to have a talent for cooking!"
As she spoke, she began to eat with relish.
I secretly regretted myself, wondering why I hadn't discovered such superb cooking skills in my previous life.
What a pity!
Thinking of this, Guan Muxi couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
"Ah mi a mi..."
After Guan Muxi had enjoyed this sumptuous meal to her heart's content, she slumped down in her chair with satisfaction, gently stroking her round belly that looked like a balloon with her hands, with a happy and comfortable smile on her face.
At this moment, An Zeyan suddenly lowered his voice and said softly, "Xiao Xi, have you always been curious about why I always appear by your side?"
Guan Muxi, who was originally immersed in the joy of having a full stomach, was stunned when he heard these words.
Her hand that was stroking her belly also stopped in mid-air, and her whole body was motionless as if under a spell.
After a long while, she slowly came back to her senses, her eyes flickering as if she was thinking about how to answer.
That’s right, Guan Muxi was indeed confused about this.
According to the memories of the previous life, they should have had no intersection until they entered the upper realm, and only after they recognized each other.
But now, everything has happened ahead of time. Why is this?
Although she had some guesses in her mind, she did not dare to express them easily.
So, she pretended to be confused, blinked her big eyes, and asked in confusion, "Why?"
On An Zeyan's delicate face, as if carved, his thin lips trembled slightly as he whispered, "Because, Xiaoxi, you once saved my life in the lower realm."
His voice is deep and magnetic, as if it contains endless stories.
When Guan Muxi heard this, her jaw dropped open and her eyes widened. It was not because she was shocked by this matter, but because she had never expected that An Zeyan would confess this to her so directly.
There wasn't even a little bit of preparation or buffering, he just said it out loud without reservation.
"I...I saved your life? In the Netherworld?"
Guan Muxi asked in disbelief, with a hint of confusion and surprise in his voice.
An Zeyan nodded slightly to express his affirmation.
Then he slowly said, "Do you still remember what happened on the mountain behind Dashan Village?"
Guan Muxi nodded quickly and responded, "That's the mountain behind my home, of course I remember it clearly!"
At this moment, An Zeyan's eyes became deep, as if he was lost in distant memories.
He continued, "The boy you rescued was me, and the red fox was Hu Yi."
After Guan Muxi listened to these words quietly, a look of confusion and ignorance appeared on his face.
"That little kid turned out to be you? How is that possible? You are so tall and strong now!"
As he spoke, Guan Muxi made a small shape in the air with his hand to indicate.
"That little boy is only that big, maybe three or four years old at most."
As she spoke, she shook her head, and her meaning was obvious - the burly man in front of her could never be the little boy from before.
An Zeyan smiled slightly, and he slowly took out a god-level monster blanket emitting a mysterious light from the space ring.
The blanket was soft and smooth, and was embroidered with exquisite patterns and runes.
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