The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 1736 The Humble Furnace of the Noble Immortal Monarch (84)

Ling Ruoxu tried to absorb the aura of heaven and earth by sitting in meditation, but no matter what, there was a pool of stagnant water around him.

Even if you can feel the wandering of aura, it will be nothing in the end.

"Why didn't it work?"

A little confusion appeared in the eyes of the young man in white. He stretched out his hand and looked at the back of his hand, which was scalded by the hot oil today. There were three small red marks on it, which were the marks left when he cooked for Su Qinghuan.

Thinking of getting up early tomorrow to make breakfast for Su Qinghuan, Ling Ruoxu's expression darkened a lot.

It's not because it's troublesome, but because I don't want to see the woman's alienated and contemptuous attitude.

……

She doesn't like him.

This point of knowledge was almost known to Ling Ruoxu on the first day he went to Canglan Peak.

But if you know it, you know it, but your heartbeat is not so easy to contain.

Ling Ruoxu has never been so eager to become stronger as he is now. The person he likes is the aloof Nascent Soul Immortal Venerable. He does have the capital to be proud. What about him?

Do you really want to make a lifetime furnace for Su Qinghuan?

He was not reconciled.

……

The young man in white looked melancholy, and he took out the exquisite small porcelain bottle that Su Qinghuan had given him earlier, which contained a high-grade pill equivalent to ten ordinary Bigu pills.

But what Ling Ruoxu was thinking about was not the elixir, nor even the bottle, but the Canglan Peak Immortal Venerable who could make his mood fluctuate.

The young man was lying on the couch, and Su Qinghuan's cold and gorgeous face seemed to appear in front of him in a trance. It is difficult for ordinary people to blend these two contradictory temperaments, but she managed to do it.

Like a fairy like a demon, like a fantasy.

Ling Ruoxu clutched the porcelain bottle, and couldn't help but stroked his chin lightly, as if the warmth of the woman's fingertips was still on it.

She looked at him with a half-smile on her face, the distance between the two of them was so close, if...if he was strong enough, then he could turn his back on the guest and put her under his arms, right?
……

The tips of Ling Ruoxu's ears were gradually turning red, he was weak anyway, and he had seen too many dirty things in the Qin family, so how could he have no understanding of the relationship between men and women.

Thinking of his sweetheart wearing thin pajamas and looking down on him from above, at that time Ling Ruoxu could almost see the woman's collarbone looming at the edge of the skirt, although it was not very clear, it was more radiant and whiter than the best jade.

And the woman's bare feet are also so beautiful, with light and slender toes, like petals of precious orchids...

The more he thought about it, the more Ling Ruoxu tossed and turned.

He naturally suffered from insomnia.

Finally, he fell asleep in the middle of the night, but in his dream there was a woman who was smiling nicely with him.

He clearly has the appearance of the ruthless immortal, but it is completely different from reality, just smiling, looking at him with a little shyness like a common daughter's family...

"This lotus seed soup is delicious... Ruoxu...I like it very much"

In the dream, the woman's voice was like broken Kunshan jade, calling him by his name very softly and lovingly, not calling him by his first name and last name, let alone some servant or furnace.

"Immortal Venerable..."

In the dream, the woman in thin clothes opened her eyes in surprise at him, she walked towards him slowly, her bare feet fell on the ground, as if growing lotuses every step of the way.

"Hush, don't call me Immortal Venerable, Ruoxu, didn't we pay homage to Sifang Daze a long time ago, and performed the ceremony of Taoist couple? Ruoxu, I am your wife."

"Wife...wife?"

Ling Ruoxu was so dazed when he heard it, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, and hugged that delicate and slender figure, he clearly knew that all of this was fake, but he didn't want to wake up anyway.

And the other party also did as he wished, putting his head on his shoulder with a smile and like a bird.

"That's right, Ruoxu, you are my husband, have you forgotten? Is it because you have been exhausted from practicing recently that you have lost your mind?"

husband...

Ling Ruoxu's expression was slightly moved, the reverence and admiration in the woman's eyes didn't seem to be fake, and the swaying eye waves seemed to stir up three thousand mortals.

Perhaps it was because of being hugged tightly by him, the woman's white jade neck in the dream was slightly red, which was almost exactly the same as the trace of the little fox's ankle when he was delivering the soup.

"Or these days, you are so busy practicing that you don't even plan to pay attention to your own wife?"

The woman reproached in a low voice, but there was genuine concern in her eyes.

……

"Sorry...it won't happen in the future..."

The young man in white looked at the smiling woman in the dream with a complicated expression. He knew everything was false, but he was still willing to deceive himself and others.

He hugged each other carefully.

The tassels on the curtain rattled.

The window was not closed, and the bright moonlight was still shining outside the window, revealing slightly the two shadowy silhouettes in the curtain.

All of a sudden, the world seemed to be quiet, leaving only the turbulent world of love and hate, turning out countless waves.

……

Early the next morning, Ling Ruoxu had a splitting headache.

Every scene in the dream reminded him of how rebellious he was.

But he can't help it.

The beautiful shadow wandering in the dream is so real, yet so unharmonious.

Ling Ruoxu knew better than anyone else that it was impossible for the little fox to look at him with such attachment and reverence.

Thinking of this, Ling Ruoxu was engulfed even deeper by those forbearance but hidden hostility.

He stared at his slightly stained underwear when he woke up, feeling helpless and embarrassed.

——He couldn't sit still like this, no matter what, he had to learn the method of cultivation.

Ling Ruoxu thought to himself, seeing the hazy morning light on the horizon, before it was time for breakfast, he breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to climb the mountain.

Just looking at the surrounding scenery, he realized that he was not at the foot of the mountain, but Su Qinghuan was kind enough to allow him to live in a side room next to the main hall.

Ling Ruoxu washed his clothes three times resignedly, and after confirming that there was no more stain, he washed his hands three times seriously.

For some reason, I always felt that even if it was a dream, it was an offense to that person.

……

Ling Ruoxu felt lost in his heart, and then he started to cook seriously.

It's still porridge, but Ling Ruoxu changed some ingredients, today it's barley, gorgon and red bean porridge.

The young man added some red beans to the porridge selfishly, I hope you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick.

I don't know if the other party can see it.

……

When Ling Ruoxu's porridge was finished, the little fox had already woken up.

Her five senses were extremely keen, and she could easily smell the scent of the kitchen. Because of this scent, she didn't even look at Ling Ruoxu so much.

"Did you cook red bean porridge this morning?"

Ling Ruoxu was taken aback by the ethereal female voice that suddenly appeared behind him. He turned around tremblingly, but saw Su Qinghuan smiling, as if he was very happy.

——Oh, although it was not at him, but at the finished porridge.

(End of this chapter)