It was already 3 a.m. after their lovemaking.
Because Chi Miaomiao has to work tomorrow, she surrendered voluntarily.
After washing up, I drifted off to sleep.
Around six o'clock, Yanluo woke up, kissed the beautiful girl beside him, and then went to make breakfast.
Fortunately, he is a cultivator; otherwise, if he slept at three in the morning and woke up at six, he would have been doomed sooner or later.
Bai Ningbing and Yan Luo were on the same wavelength. After getting up and brushing her teeth and washing her face with Yan Luo, they went downstairs. Watching Yan Luo's busy figure, Bai Ningbing tied up her long hair.
"I also want to learn how to cook."
Seeing Bai Ningbing's serious expression, Yan Luo pulled Bai Ningbing in front of him and began to teach her step by step.
"Bai, pay attention. We're going to fry an egg now. First, add a small amount of cooking oil. Once the oil is hot, crack the egg into the pan."
"Be careful not to burn the eggs. Slightly burnt is fine; they'll smell delicious."
Bai Ningbing learns things very quickly, whether it's writing or cooking.
Yanluo taught her step by step, and she learned it in one go.
Bai Ningbing plated the fried eggs, turned around happily, and smiled with her eyes crinkling: "How about that? Aren't I amazing?"
Yanlu patted her head to encourage her.
Bai Ningbing realized what was happening, her face flushed red, and she slapped away Yan Luo's large hand, saying coquettishly, "You're so disrespectful! How can you touch your older sister's head like that?"
"This is truly a reversal of the natural order."
Yanlu blinked. "I see you're quite happy being touched. How come your expression changes so quickly? Sure enough, girls can change their minds faster than turning the pages of a book."
Bai Ningbing pursed her lips, reached out and patted Yan Luo's head. Her cool voice carried a hint of doting as she said, "That's right. A younger brother can't touch his older sister's head. Only an older sister can touch her younger brother's head."
Helpless, Yan Luo chased Bai Ningbing out of the kitchen and asked the fox demon sister to wake up Tu Luoxue and Tu Keke, who were going to morning reading.
Tu Luoxue still woke up as soon as she was called, so Tu Keke chose to stay in bed a little longer.
Just as Yanluo was placing another serving of fried eggs and bacon on the table, the doorbell rang.
Lu Jiajing stood outside the iron gate with her schoolbag on her back. In the blink of an eye, Yan Luo appeared in front of her, startling Lu Jiajing.
"Good morning, brother."
Yan Luo smiled and opened the door for Lu Jiajing.
Good morning, Jiajing. Have you had breakfast yet?
Lu Jiajing shook her head and walked into the house with Yanluo, saying somewhat aggrievedly, "No, I usually eat breakfast at school. Although there is a housekeeper at home who cooks, I want to eat with my parents for a more lively time, but they are often away on business trips."
"Oh, okay? Then you can come to my house for meals from now on, and go to school with Xue'er."
Lu Jiajing's beautiful eyes widened, and then she said shyly, "This isn't very kind of you, brothers, it's too much trouble for you."
Yan Luo gently shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I'm already very grateful that you can be friends with Xue'er. It's no trouble at all. Sit down and I'll make you another breakfast."
Yanluo quickly finished preparing the food, and then everyone ate breakfast.
Looking at this lively and heartwarming scene, Lu Jiajing felt a little envious and a little aggrieved. However, her parents were also working hard to provide her with better living conditions, and she didn't blame them for not having time to spend with her.
It is because of their hard work that Lu Jiajing is able to travel around during the summer vacation and broaden her horizons. Although she has bodyguards accompanying her on her travels, Lu Jiajing hopes that she can go with her parents in the future.
After breakfast, ready to go, Yanluo drove the three girls to school.
As usual, it was Tu Luoxue and Lu Jiajing, then Tu Keke turned the corner. After safely delivering the child, Yanluo's mission was complete.
Since it was their final year, Tu Luoxue and Lu Jiajing immediately got into the swing of things as soon as they entered the classroom, and started doing endless practice problems. The teacher's role was simply to go over the test papers and answer their questions.
From the moment Tu Keke walked into the school gate, everyone was looking at her intentionally or unintentionally, and some even pointed and whispered, but they only dared to do so secretly, for fear of being seen.
Tu Keke didn't care about these stares; she just hoped no flies would bother her.
Upon arriving at the classroom, everyone sat upright and stared at Tu Keke, not daring to breathe loudly. The previously noisy Class 10 instantly fell silent.
Tu Keke entered through the main entrance, stepped onto the podium, and walked towards her seat in the back row. Her sharp gaze swept over everyone, finally lingering on Luo Zixi for a moment.
Luo Zixi had a band-aid on his forehead, which looked rather comical. When he saw Tu Keke staring at him, he couldn't help but tremble. Tu Keke saw Luo Zixi's reaction and smiled disdainfully.
A single punch can ward off a hundred more.
Luo Zixi thought of his father's admonition to him last night after returning home, telling him to keep a low profile and not cause trouble. He also thought of his father's attitude towards Tu Keke's uncle yesterday. He patted his chest with lingering fear.
When Yu Xiaoyu saw her deskmate arrive, she felt much more at ease. It was great that Keke was alright. Yesterday afternoon, Tu Keke rushed home, and Yu Xiaoyu thought something had happened.
Tu Keke took out the bread her uncle had brought back from his walk last night and handed it to Yu Xiaoyu. Based on yesterday's lunch, Tu Keke concluded that Yu Xiaoyu's family was probably not well-off and that she might not have eaten breakfast. It was wrong of her not to eat breakfast.
So the beautiful and kind-hearted girl Tu Keke decided to bring breakfast for Yu Xiaoyu from now on.
"Xiaoyu, my uncle gave me an extra one this morning, so I'm sharing it with you."
Yu Xiaoyu accepted Tu Keke's bread with gratitude, stuffed it into her schoolbag, and took it home to give to her grandmother that evening. Her grandmother was sick and needed to eat more to have the strength to recover.
Tu Keke sat down to tidy her desk, and then the morning reading bell rang, marking the start of her day in prison.
Fortunately, tomorrow is Saturday, so we can rest and relax for two days!
Tu Keke was overjoyed because not only would there be new anime episodes airing on the weekend, but she could also catch up on some older ones.
But the inkstone at home is currently writing a cultivation technique suitable for Tu Keke to learn, so Tu Keke's dream of watching anime on weekends is probably doomed.
Yan Luo was very distressed. The cultivation technique she practiced was left by her grandfather and was from the same batch of items as the Chaos Umbrella from ancient ruins.
However, Yan Wuxie did not rashly cultivate back then; he relied solely on the power of the Chaos Umbrella to protect Longxia through its darkest five years.
Yanluo began cultivating with his master at the age of fifteen, but his master's cultivation method was not suitable for him. It wasn't until he returned to Yi'an at the age of sixteen to retrieve the umbrella that he discovered the cultivation method that his grandfather had placed next to the umbrella.
This cultivation manual is called "The Book of Chaos". Yan Luo initially thought it was the user manual for the Chaos Umbrella, but he didn't expect it to be a cultivation manual.
As everyone knows, having only weapons without cultivation techniques is nothing short of brute force. Yan Luo couldn't create any cultivation techniques either, so he made up his mind to cultivate the "Book of Chaos".
Today, all the martial arts techniques in the world are adapted from the traditions of various schools. The nation embraces all rivers and streams, and finally developed the "Dragon Summer Technique" for the Ghost Hunters starting from the third generation, that is, the Ghost Hunters of the Throne generation.
The descendants of the original Ten Ghost Hunters did not cultivate this technique. Not only Yan Wuxie, but the other nine also had their own opportunities and obtained various strange techniques and weapons, which they passed on to their descendants.
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