I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

Only after confirming that Momo's breath had gone away did Xiao Wuyou let out a long breath and collapsed on the bed.

In fact, he was so hungry that his stomach was sticking to his back.

But what is more terrible than hunger is the fatigue that feels like all the energy has been drained from the bone marrow.

He couldn't move a finger now and just wanted to have a good sleep.

Close your eyes lightly.

I don’t know how long I slept, but I heard the cry of a phoenix in the distance. Xiao Wuyou suddenly opened his eyes, jumped out of bed, and put on his clothes as quickly as possible.

Huh? You said you were going to take it off, why are you putting it on in advance?

Silly child, if you put it on now and flirt for a while, you can delay a little longer and rest for a few more seconds!

When the bedroom door opened, Xiao Wuyou was already dressed neatly, sitting leisurely in front of the window.

The fairy who pushed the door open entered wearing a long skirt as bright red as fire, a gorgeous golden phoenix crown on her head, and a pair of noble yet sharp blades slung around her waist. She was extremely graceful and heroic.

Xiao Wuyou's eyes lit up: "Is Yan'er going home to do some work?"

"Another old senior has come to give gifts. It's so troublesome." Liu Feiyan waved her hands, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

What she didn't say was that there was a big family that wanted to send their daughter to Wuyou as a concubine, which made her so angry that she almost drew her knife and killed someone.

He who wears the crown must bear its weight. The Liu family is now the head of the immortal cultivation family, and she has become the head of the Liu family, so she has to come forward to deal with these troubles.

However, for the sake of freedom, everything is worth it.

As soon as she saw Xiao Wuyou, the fatigue in Liu Feiyan's eyes disappeared.

She walked over with brisk steps, placed her buttocks on the chair next to Xiao Wuyou, took off her cloud-patterned short boots in two moves, pinched the hem of her over-long phoenix robe, stretched out her slender and long legs wrapped in over-the-knee socks, and placed them on Xiao Wuyou's legs.

"Yan'er, you've worked hard." Xiao Wuyou smiled knowingly and opened his palms.

First, there are the skin-impermeable black silk jade feet, then the delicate and smooth calves, and then the well-proportioned and smooth thighs.

It's called a massage, but it's more like tasting the finest silk.

The girl moaned softly, and her pretty face lost all the arrogance she had in front of others, leaving only soft enjoyment.

"Hmph, do you know how hard it is for me? See you and Momo are having a lot of fun." Liu Feiyan squinted her eyes and caught a glimpse of the clear bite mark on Xiao Wuyou's neck.

With a monk's recovery ability, ordinary bite marks would have disappeared long ago, but this one looked like it was left within a day.

But Liu Feiyan was not angry. She just stretched out a small black silk foot, like a nimble butterfly exploring the flowers and reaching into the lapel of her white clothes.

Xiao Wuyou's body was wailing, but an unclean fire was burning in his heart.

As we all know, people cannot go against their own heart.

Xiao Wuyou grabbed the restless black silk feet, leaned forward to leave a kiss, and said quietly: "Don't worry, Yan'er will be very happy too."

"Hmph, it's me who wants to have fun with you, don't get it wrong." Liu Feiyan's pretty face turned red, but she was unwilling to admit defeat and put on a stern face.

The girl untied her ponytail, letting her long smooth hair fall, and entered combat mode.

Every time she had to beg for mercy in the end, this made Liu Feiyan, who was always competitive, very unhappy.

With a flick of her slender fingers, she unbuttoned her long skirt.

Xiao Wuyou couldn't help but swallow his saliva hard.

Who could have known that underneath the luxurious phoenix robe, there was actually a light pink suspender gauze skirt, draping that youthful and attractive body with an illusory beauty, like a forbidden fruit, making it look so hazy and beautiful.

"Hmph, you can't help it... wait, slow down!"

"Hey, slow down, I'll take it off first?!"

"Ah... who, who wants to admit defeat? I don't feel anything..."

"No, be gentle, be gentle..."

"Who, who told you to stop?!"

"Keep going... please..."

"Hmm~! This time, I really can't do it..."

The two of them leaned on the bed, and the chair had flown away long ago.

Liu Feiyan lay on Xiao Wuyou with a depressed look in her eyes. On one side was her delicate bare feet, and on the other side her black stockings were hanging lazily. Her originally neat gauze skirt was now tattered and it was unknown what she had been through.

Not long after, the girl began to sleep contentedly, but Xiao Wuyou covered his face and groaned in pain.

Damn it! I couldn’t help it again!

Even though he was having fun just now, Xiao Wuyou now felt a burning pain there. His spirit, which he had finally restored, collapsed again.

But, can the water that has been poured out be thrown back?

Xiao Wuyou dragged his tired body and hugged Liu Feiyan back to the bed and took a nap.

When she woke up, Liu Feiyan's attitude softened: "Wu... No, I, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!"

"As long as you have fun, Yan'er." Xiao Wuyou resisted the sleepiness and smiled.

"Next time I will make you admit defeat first!" The girl looked ashamed and angry. She lifted her skirt and walked away with soft steps.

As soon as Liu Feiyan left, Xiao Wuyou fell down immediately.

Feeling the soreness in his waist, Xiao Wuyou had to consider whether he should admit defeat to Yan'er.

But he hesitated only for a second.

In the past four lives, when had he ever been submissive in front of his fellow Taoist? !

Uh, the time with Junior Grandmaster doesn’t count.

In short, a real man will always look handsome in front of his Taoist partner and will never look embarrassed! If you want me, Xiao Wuyou, to admit defeat, you are dreaming!

At this moment, a soft call came from outside the door, making Xiao Wuyou feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Brother Wuyou?"

Xiao Wuyou was so scared that he quickly covered the cup, held his breath and pretended to be asleep.

Fortunately, the junior sister was well-educated and well-mannered. She did not get a reply, nor did she dare to overstep the line and did not break in.

Xiao Wuyou took the time to regulate his breathing and fall asleep to restore his energy.

Xiao Wuyou counted in his mind very skillfully and calculated the time very accurately. Three hours was the limit of his junior sister's patience.

His personal experience told him that if it took another second, the junior sister would lose her patience and would sneak in and do something disrespectful.

"Xiao Yu? Are you outside?" Xiao Wuyou put on his clothes again, sat on the bed, pretending to have just woken up.

"I just arrived. Good morning, Brother Wuyou." The door opened, and the blue-haired girl smiled, holding a tray, and slowly came in.

Chapter 3 Who Punishes Who

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In this cruel daily life of ecstasy/death, the food prepared by my junior sister is the only warmth in the world.

In front of the delicious food, even the broad-minded heart would be dimmed.

"Stewed mixed vegetables from Zhongzhou, steamed silver trout from the Far North, fairy yellow rice from the North, roasted chicken wings from the Seven Flames Golden Crow, stewed beef from the Western Region barbarian bull..." Xiao Wuyou glanced at today's meal and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Ever since Junior Sister became the Dragon King, the already high-end meals have become even more outrageous. Every ingredient comes from a natural barrier, and is a special supply from a powerful person.

Spiritual food is not something that is eaten every day. Even the big guys in the world of immortal cultivation will only prepare it during festivals and when they invite customers.

The junior sister, on the other hand, eats a lot of meat and fish every day, which has made his appetite spoiled.

"Brother Wuyou, you're welcome. After all, this is specially prepared for you." The little sister smiled implicitly, holding a small bowl and serving the delicious wontons to Xiao Wuyou.

"Oh? These wontons look good." Xiao Wuyou took the wontons and his eyes lit up. The crystal clear wonton skin wrapped with fresh shrimp meat gave him a familiar feeling.

Su Lanyu said as a matter of course: "Oh, this is the deep-sea king shrimp specially provided by the Dragon Palace. He is the Dragon King now, and Brother Wuyou can have as many as he wants."

Xiao Wuyou's hands shook and he almost threw the bowl away.

He had eaten deep-sea king prawns at the Dragon Palace dinner. This ingredient was extremely precious, and the raw materials alone were equivalent to fifth-grade elixirs. If carefully cooked, they could even be compared to fourth-grade elixirs!

As a distinguished guest of the Dragon Palace, he had four or five small shrimps in front of him, which was already extremely luxurious. But the junior sister actually wrapped one shrimp in a wonton and cooked a big pot!

The Dragon King’s royal meal is just like this, right?

After eating and drinking, Xiao Wuyou's eyes finally glowed again.

"Xiao Yu, you are the Dragon King now. There is no need for you to cook for yourself every day. Doesn't the Dragon Palace have a chef accompanying you?" Xiao Wuyou could only say this after he had eaten his fill.

"Their craftsmanship is not worthy of Brother Wuyou." Su Lanyu snorted in disdain.

It’s not that Su Lanyu looks down on people.

The chefs in Dragon Palace were only at the fourth level, but she was already at the third level. If not the best in ancient and modern times, she was almost the best in the world.

However, she herself did not care about these false reputations, she just wanted to make delicious food for Xiao Wuyou.

Su Lanyu lifted her hair from her temples, leaned over to pour a cup of warm tea for Xiao Wuyou, and said respectfully: "This is just plain tea and food, not a sign of respect, Brother Wuyou, don't take it to heart."

"I'm glad I don't bother you." Xiao Wuyou nodded.

Looking at the little junior sister rolling up her sleeves and bending over to make tea, Xiao Wuyou couldn't help but sigh, how could there be such a virtuous snail girl in the world.

She is usually graceful and respected outside, worthy of the title of fairy and dragon king. At home, she is also good at cooking and doing housework, making her enjoy herself.

If Yan'er is a pampered wife, Xiaoyu is a virtuous wife who can spoil herself.

"Xiao Yu will definitely be a good mother in the future." Xiao Wuyou expressed his sincere emotion.

When these words came out, Su Lanyu was shocked.

Good mother?! Does Brother Wuyou want a child?!

The girl's delicate body trembled and shook violently, causing the teapot to fall, and the clear green tea splashed all over Xiao Wuyou.

Su Lanyu suddenly turned pale and lost her composure, and hurried forward to wipe Xiao Wuyou's wound.

No matter how high the grade of the spiritual tea is, it is just tea. Can it really burn a monk?

Xiao Wuyou didn't care at first, but unexpectedly Su Lanyu came up and took off his clothes.

"It's okay, I can do it myself." Xiao Wuyou pushed away the girl's soft hand and took off his outer robe that was stained with tea, leaving only a thin inner shirt.

"Yes, sorry......."

Su Lanyu bit her thin lips, feeling extremely ashamed. She lowered her head and dared not look directly at Xiao Wuyou.

Why are you getting so carried away by success?

It's rare that Brother Wuyou praises me, but it's so embarrassing!

Xiao Wuyou felt relieved when he saw that his junior sister was in a low mood.

Xiao Wuyou pretended to be concerned: "Xiaoyu, are you too tired? Why don't you go back and rest tonight?"

Sister, no matter whether you are tired or not, I am really tired!

I finally got some blood back from this meal, please let me go this time!

However, Su Lanyu's face turned pale when she heard this, and she raised her head suddenly: "Brother Wuyou, I'm not tired!"

"Don't force yourself. You could barely hold the cup of tea just now." Xiao Wuyou insisted.

"No, I'm really not tired. Brother Wuyou misunderstood." Su Lanyu stood up suddenly by supporting herself on the table, with beautiful ripples on her chest.

Su Lanyu has rich theoretical experience. As far as he knows, there are only two possibilities why men seek pleasure with women.

One reason was that he was too weak to fight again. But this was impossible for Brother Wuyou! I just saw a pair of knee-high socks in the corner, and it was obvious that I had played with Yan'er.

The only possibility is that Xiao Wuyou is accommodating himself and suppressing his desires!

For men, it must be very uncomfortable to hold it in.

I should compensate Brother Wuyou and make up for my mistake. How can I ask him to accommodate me?

Su Lanyu took a deep breath and then looked determined.

"Brother Wuyou, don't worry about my feelings, just enjoy yourself."

"Little fish, what are you doing?"

The girl walked towards him step by step, and Xiao Wuyou stood up and stepped back step by step.

Before long, Xiao Wuyou was forced onto the bed.