Fighting Starts From Capturing The Goddess

Chapter 357

Wen Qingwan looked at this somewhat eye-catching soup, raised her eyebrows, fixed her eyes on Ning Shuang’er, and said, “Shuang’er, what medicine do you sell in Calabash? Why do you make soup for me?”

“Auntie, why do you think of me that way, don’t I want to make your skin better.”

Ning Shuang’er sat down beside Wen Qingwan, holding her arm, the courage in front of him squeezed and shook constantly.

Qiong pointed towards Ning Shuang’er’s forehead, Wen Qingwan leaned over to the side of the soup bowl and smelled it, and said softly: “Forgetting you are still a bit filial, my aunt didn’t hurt you in vain.”

“That is, Auntie, you are my only relative in the world. I am not good to you and who is good.”

Ning Shuang’er spit out her tongue, and immediately took a spoon to blow her breath, then moved to Wen Qingwan’s mouth: “Auntie, try it and see how it tastes.”

Wen Qingwan took a sip: “Not bad, what did you add?”

A ray of panic flashed in Ning Shuang’er’s eyes, and she pretended to be calm: “The dried peach petals and some medicinal materials that can keep the skin moist and elastic, in order to enhance the flavor, also added rose essence.”

Wen Qingwan nodded lightly, took out a small bowl from Na Jie, poured a bowl for Ning Shuang’er, and said, “Try it too.”

“Ah…I don’t need it, I just ate it…” Ning Shuang’er deduced.

“Will you put something else?” Wen Qingwan was a little suspicious.

“How is it possible, it’s just that I can’t eat it anymore, but my aunt asked me to eat it, then I’ll eat a little bit more.”

After finishing speaking, Ning Shuang’er took the small bowl and pulled it up with small mouthfuls.

Xiao Yixian once said that this is chronic, and it’s a big deal to go to her to take the antidote after he finishes it.

After eating, Ning Shuang’er took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, and immediately said, “Auntie, eat slowly, I’m going back.”

“Um.”

…

Xiaoyixian’s room.

“What? There is no antidote?” Ning Shuang’er was slightly surprised.

“This is emotionally stimulating, colorless and tasteless. Strictly speaking, it is a kind of medicine for treating depression. Why, did you take it too?” The little doctor looked at Ning Shuang’er teasingly.

Ning Shuang’er nodded.

“It’s okay, if you don’t have a sweetheart, this lovesick phoebe is useless to you, it can’t be aphrodisiac.”

“Then… what if there is?”

“Uh…I’m still young, I don’t understand.”

…

“Master Chen, my aunt is looking for you for something. It’s in the innermost room on the left side of the fifth floor.”

“what’s up?”

“It may be that bottleneck has been encountered in cultivation, and it needs to be resolved.”

“Why are you on the fifth floor?”

“You’ll know when you go.”

…

In the room, Wen Qingwan’s heartbeat speeded up suddenly. Shuang’er had just come over and told herself that the main building was still on the fifth floor when he saw him.

Say something to say.

Although Wen Qingwan probably guessed that she was looking for a business matter, she wondered why she was on the fifth floor.

After staying in this way for half an hour, Wen Qingwan changed her dress and dressed up, then left the room and walked towards the fifth floor.

…

In the innermost room on the left side of the fifth floor, Chen Mo was informed by Ning Shuang’er and came without hesitation. As soon as he entered the room, he saw that the table in the middle of the room was full of food and wine.

Incense is still burning in the room, and the decoration inside is slightly interesting…

What the hell?

Wen Qingwan was not there either.

Chen Mo sat down at the table, poured himself a bowl of wine, and drank himself.

…

Wen Qingwan came to the door of the room Shuang’er said, took a deep breath, knocked on the door, and after receiving a response from the inside, she pushed the door and walked in.

As soon as I entered the room, I smelled a touch of wine and a little incense, the scent of purple heart orchid Luohua.

This is her favorite floral fragrance.

How come this room also has it.

And the decoration of this room.

Chen Mo was drinking boring wine.

Could it be…

Wen Qingwan’s inexplicable cheeks became hot, and there was an emotion in her heart, as if it suddenly broke out, she pinched her legs and walked over.

“You came.”

Chen Mo heard the footsteps, raised his eyes and looked over, and was stunned for a moment.

Wen Qingwan’s rare dress, long black satin-like hair combed into a soft hanging cloud bun, two strands of hair are attached to the sides of the cheeks softly, and the complexion is as white as sheep fat, and the ruddy little mouth under the nose is lit with rouge. She also wore two bright white jade earrings, shaking gently with Lianbu, with an impeccable face, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as the national color and heavenly fragrance.

Seeing the other person’s stunned eyes, Wen Qingwan felt inexplicably flustered in her heart, even her body was slightly hot, she felt that her own conjecture might be true.

In my mind, I remembered what Shuang’er had told herself that when he was healing before, Chen Mo looked at her body.

“Landlord.” Wen Qingwan whispered.

Chen Mo didn’t notice Wen Qingwan’s strangeness. It was obviously himself who was invited by the other party, but he first said, “Please sit down.”

Wen Qingwan sat down on Chen Mo’s right hand, looked at a table of food and wine, her lips moved slightly, but she didn’t say anything.

Seeing Wen Qingwan’s red face hesitating, Chen Mo guessed that it might not be something about cultivation, it might be something embarrassing to ask him, so he smiled and poured a glass of wine for Wen Qingwan, and said with a smile:

“Just say what you want, don’t hide it, there is nothing you can’t say about the relationship between the two of us.”

The words fell, as if the whole world was quiet.

Wen Qingwan heard it, and suddenly felt a little wrong, thinking Chen Mo was an alternative confession, letting herself say what she thought of him, and hurriedly lowered her head, saying like a mosquito: “Lord, you…you People are nice.”

“Um?”.

“Good-looking, gentle, and strong, able to pill refining, the key is that he still hurts women, the only drawback is that he is a little lustful…”

Chen Mo listened dumbfounded, wondering what Wen Qingwan was going to say, but his face was slightly stiff when he heard the last sentence.

Is it so obvious?

“But I’m very satisfied. A man like me only exists in the mouth of the storyteller, but I didn’t expect to meet me so suddenly…”

Wen Qingwan said softly, sitting a little closer to Chen Mo inexplicably, clinging to him.

Chen Mo: “…”

“Qing Wan, what are you going to say?”

“I want to say, isn’t it what you want to say?” Wen Qingwan naturally leaned her head on Chen Mo’s shoulder and raised her eyes to look at Chen Mo.

“Um?”

Chen Mo did have the will to accept Wen Qingwan as his own woman, but he hadn’t acted yet, did the other party see it?

“You know it all.”

Chen Mo touched his nose in embarrassment, and the soft hair was pressed against his cheeks.

Raising his arm around Wen Qingwan’s shoulder, she whispered softly: “Qingwan, you mean, do you like me too?”

Wen Qingwanyu curled up a strand of hair hanging from her ears, blushing and nodded lightly.