Quick Transmigration Sends Warmth to the Villain Boss

Chapter 397 Demon Cult: Calling You Nuan Nuan

Nuannuan was very surprised to hear him calling himself like that.

"I don't want to call you Senior Sister. Originally, you are not as old as me, so calling you Nuan Nuan is not a good idea."

"Well then, you can call it whatever you like." Anyway, the mouth grows on his body and he calls it whatever he likes, she doesn't seem to care.

"Okay, let's eat quickly, besides, the dishes are going to be cold." She said angrily.

"Okay, I'll eat right away." Zhao Zichen lowered his head and ate the warm cooked food into his mouth.

The taste in his mouth was similar to that of vegetables, it was delicious, and he fell in love with it as soon as he ate it.

"How is it?" Wen Nuan looked at him expectantly.

"Very good, this is the most delicious dish cooked except my mother." He sincerely praised the warmth.

"So I'm not the only one." She said with some reproach.

"In my heart, you are the only one." He said seriously.

This sentence……

Wen Nuan was stunned when she heard this, as if there was some special ambiguity in this sentence, her face flushed slightly.

"Eat more if it tastes good." Ouch, don't be provocative, you're going to have an accident, Wen Nuan rebuked inwardly.

"Okay." He answered in one gulp, and concentrated on eating the caring meal prepared by Nuan Nuan.

After a full meal, Zhao Zichen felt stronger, so he said, "Nuan Nuan, did you heal my injury?"

"Yeah, I'm not bragging. I'm not the most powerful person who uses poison in the Devil's Cult, but when it comes to curing diseases, of course I'm the most powerful."

"I thank you, you saved me again, I don't know what else to thank you for." Nuan Nuan seemed to have everything, but looking at him, he seemed to have nothing.

"Thank you for what, who told you that you are my junior brother?"

Junior brother, junior brother, and junior brother, doesn't he have any relationship other than junior brother?

Resisting the impulse, he worked hard to calm the breath on his body.

"Okay, your injury is healed, you need more rest, I'll go back first, that's all."

Zhao Zichen didn't want her to leave, but seeing the blackness under Nuannuan's eyes, he knew he couldn't do this, so he had to let Nuannuan go, and he watched Nuannuan leave.

After Zhao Zichen woke up that day, it took two days to recover his strength. Wen Batian's servants found him and said that Wen Batian had something to look for.

Zhao Zichen followed as he said, and Wen Batian's people took him to Wen Batian's study, where Wen Batian handles official business. In the study, Wen Batian was holding a scroll in his hand, frowning and looking at it, but he didn't know what he was reading. .

"Meet Master." Zhao Zichen said to Wen Batian, and Wen Batian smiled: "How is your injury?"

"Going back to Master is much better." Wen Batian seemed to be in a good mood today, Zhao Zichen felt a little strange, so he also asked, "Master, what's the matter with you? You seem to be very happy today."

"You'll know when you come here." Wen Batian waved to Zhao Zichen, and Zhao Zichen followed him to look, and saw the picture scroll in his hand, and there was a handsome man in the picture scroll.

"Who is this?" He asked curiously.

"What do you think he looks like?" Wen Batian answered irrelevantly, and said with a smile.

"It's not bad, it's pretty good-looking." He praised sincerely, and the answer was quite satisfactory, but it wasn't long before Zhao Zichen really wanted to shoot himself who was praised to death.

"What about this?"

"This is fine too." It was strange that Wen Batian continued to ask about the portrait, but his mouth continued to answer.

"This?" Wen Batian asked.

(End of this chapter)