My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

By the time Yan Conling discovered something was wrong, it was already too late.

"what did you eat?"

He looked at the man curled up on the couch, his whole body shaking in pain and sweating profusely. She stretched out her hand to hold it down and hurriedly opened it.

The ends of Lou Qixue's eyes were bright red, her hairband fell apart, and her lip was bitten with a bloody mark. He was like a dehydrated fish, panting heavily.

"Things that save you from suffering..."

Hearing this, Yan Conling seemed to suddenly think of something, and his face turned ugly. As soon as he pulled the belt around his waist, his hands reached down.

Fortunately.

Still.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

The man on the couch was stiff all over, and he couldn't care less about the cramping in his abdomen for the moment. Looking at her with wide eyes in disbelief, the girl who met his gaze only frowned.

"Why bother."

After stuffing a few painkillers into his mouth, Yan Conling didn't understand what he was doing, "It's hard for a demon and a human to have heirs."

Moreover, those who practice cultivation are strong and strong.

For the sake of such a small probability that is the size of a fingernail, you have to commit suicide. From her point of view, it's really not worth it.

Lou Qixue said with a pale and pretty face, "I can't let you make any mistakes because of me." He couldn't afford to bet even if it was just the slightest bit.

This is the first time in my life that I have seen a man tormenting me like this.

It seems that as long as you don't pay attention to it for a while, this fox demon will always make some actions that make people's eyes black and have its own reasons... Yan Conling was silent for a long time and sighed softly, "Forget it. "Whatever you want to eat, I'll go out and buy it."

It's like he's exhausted after giving birth, so he can't force himself to cook.

After thinking about it, it was almost the same. I had eaten all the Juezi grass.

I still have some conscience.

Lou Qixue: "That's fine. I'm sorry for you." Her tone sounded like she was about to do heavy work in the fields.

One sword can kill three evil spirits: Yan Conling: ...I don't understand but I respect him.

As usual, I went to Mr. Li's place to get some rice. His stall not only sells pasta, but also various homemade stir-fries.

But the noodles are the signature dish and are famous far and wide. Only regular customers who often go there will know.

In front of the stall, the old man was holding down a lively fish. When he saw her coming over, he skillfully thrust the knife into her hand.

"Today's ingredients are all available. They were all delivered fresh in the morning. Whatever you want to eat will be cooked for you!"

The bones and flesh of the big fish were separated in a few clicks, and the crystal clear slices were arranged on the chopping board.

Yan Conling wiped the knife, thought for a moment and said, "Uncle, is there that kind of... soup that a woman uses to replenish her body after giving birth?"

Uncle Li stared like a ghost, "You have it?!"

He was really frightened, and his voice kept rising without controlling the volume.

Many people looked over one after another. Those who were curious and gossiping made Yan Conling's scalp tingle, and he quickly explained, "No, it's not me. This soup is for my... er, husband."

Clang.

The shovel fell to the ground, and Uncle Li staggered, almost fainting from the stimulation. Next to him, Li Sang, who was enjoying watching the show, had a mouthful of hard-boiled eggs stuck in his throat. He stretched his neck desperately to hit...

I don’t know what he was thinking about, but after Mr. Li stabilized his body again, he pulled her and tried to persuade her.

"Although my old man has lived for most of his life, this is the first time I have seen this kind of thing..."

"Take care of him during this period and make him happy. This is as important as replenishing your health."

Yan Conling was confused, but nodded in agreement. So, Li Sang, who had finally swallowed his breath, choked again.

Unexpectedly, the two of them continued the exchange in a nonsensical manner. "There's nothing else today, just these beans to stew pig's trotters. You take it back to him first. I'll kill an old hen to make soup tomorrow. Remember to come early."

Yan Conling nodded again, took the hot rice and soup, paid the money and was about to leave when a pleasant sound of silk and bamboo suddenly came from the street.

Several children carved in pink and jade led the way, each carrying a flower basket and scattering petals.

Amidst the flying pink cherry blossoms, several gorgeous sedan chairs were carried forward majestically. The semi-transparent white gauze was blown up by the wind, revealing the figures above.

The flower crown is in a bun, and the eyebrows are graceful.

The clothes are decorated with pearls, and the shawl is wrapped softly around the arms. But even so, it couldn't hide the protruding Adam's apple and flat chest.

In the blurry space, someone seemed to be looking at her through the soft gauze...

When an orchid-scented handkerchief floated in front of him, Yan Conling was still surprised, "Is it a man?"

"Sister Cong Ling, you may not know yet." Li Sang Jilaishu put his arm on her shoulder.

I had guessed earlier that she might have the blood of a foreign race outside the customs, so she was taller than girls of the same age.

At this moment, a girl who was younger than herself excitedly took her in her arms and introduced her, "These are from Hongxiu Tower, don't they look good?"

With a twitch of eyelids, Yan Conling understood.

The brothers and sisters in Yinyue's nest have moved away, which is naturally a loss to Hongxiu Building.

Losses must be made up, and Hualou mothers are shrewd businessmen.

There are always dignitaries with special tastes, and it is not strange to cater to them.

"Asan."

Picking up the spatula that fell on the ground, Uncle Li said earnestly, "I don't care about other things, but if you have nothing to do, don't mess with other people's good guys."

"Grandpa, where can I find it?"

It's okay if she doesn't cry out. Uncle Li couldn't hold back when he opened his mouth. He slapped the back of his head and said, "You haven't yet. If you haven't, how come the young prince Ning almost broke our stall when he saw you a few days ago?" ?”

Yan Conling almost thought she heard wrongly, "My third senior brother?"

Can he have such courage?

"That's Young Prince Ning. He came over to eat noodles that day, but as soon as he sat down and saw Asang, he was as excited as anything."

Uncle Li rubbed his heart as he spoke, and he could get a glimpse of the chaotic scene at that time. "I didn't even bother to eat the noodles. I threw my chopsticks and came towards Ah Sang, still mumbling something about this."

As for what it was, he didn't know at all.

After being on tenterhooks for several days, the careless granddaughter still looked playful and smiling.

"Grandpa, it was all a misunderstanding between him and me. I just accidentally whipped him, and I already apologized that day. If he still feels unhappy, the worst he can do is come back!"

She knew that princes and princes like these in the Imperial Capital were all pampered and raised. It's normal to feel that the whip can't go through.

Yan Conngling shook his head, "Third senior brother would not do this."

She knew Ning Mingche's character very well.

Young people eat soft things rather than hard things. When faced with Li Sang's temperament, that bit of pretentiousness would be nothing more than a punch to the cotton, and it would be completely offset.

"I think so too." Li Sang leaned closer to his face, smiling.

"So I paid for his food for a year. As long as he comes to my grandpa's stall, he doesn't have to pay."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Li roared, "Do you know he can eat several bowls in one meal!"

(End of this chapter)