Villain: I am picking up rewards beside the heroine

Chaoyang District.

Mu An skillfully arrived at the door of Gong Nanyan's house.

He had already called the other party in advance and knew that the other party happened to be at home.

Later, when I have time, I will cook a pot of soup for him to clear the heat and reduce the heat!

"Sister Nanyan, are you home?"

Out of politeness, Mu An still knocked on the door gentlemanly, but after waiting for a while, no one responded to him.

Did the other party just go out at this time?

He was puzzled and frowned slightly.

The eye of appraisal (perspective function) is on!

With a glance, all the barriers of the walls disappeared.

After a glimpse, he suddenly saw something in the room that could not be written.

Cough cough, the content is true, there are billions of thorns... get angry!

His already fiery breath suddenly became even more fiery!

Just like the Fumou volcano in Sakura Country, which is on the verge of erupting, it is almost unable to withstand the huge pressure under the earth's crust!

So, he decided... Finally, take a serious look at Duoyiyan!

"Ahem, since you are busy and it is not convenient for you to open the door, sister Nanyan, then I will come in by myself?"

"Three, two, one...Okay, if you didn't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement!"

As he said that, Mu An quickly took out the [Master Key] he had just obtained not long ago and inserted it between the door locks.

There was a slight click.

The door opened.

After entering the house, the sound of water from the bathroom also became clearer.

There is also a faint pleasant humming of songs.

It seems that the lark is also tactfully singing in praise of a picture of a beautiful woman coming out of the bath hanging on the wall!

Mu An raised the corners of his mouth slightly, cleared his throat, and said loudly on purpose.

"Sister Nanyan, is it convenient for you to go deep with me now~ to share the secret of making soup?"

"I've been on fire lately! I need you to help me order some soup to reduce the fire!"

But when a familiar voice was heard, the sound of the water stopped.

Soon, Gong Nanyan's shy and surprised voice came from inside.

"Oh, brother Mu'an, why did you come into the house!"

"Huh? What did you call me just now?"

"Honey, uh..."

......

"From Gong Nanyan's shy mood swings +10, congratulations on winning the reward [Book·On one hundred soup-making skills that promote the relationship between husband and wife!]"

"The mood swings from Gong Nanyan's happiness +12, congratulations on getting the reward [year of cultivation + 5 years]!"

"The mood swings from Gongnan Yanxiaoyouyuan +11, congratulations on getting the reward [72-hour side-effect-free drug *10 capsules]!"

[72-hour non-side effect drug specially used for reducing fire*10 capsules]: Boys and girls who are suffering from injuries and illnesses, please boldly rush forward!

Now, the fate of saving mankind all over the world is in your hands!

Some serious medicine god will bless you all!

Come on, Ollie!

......

Gong Nanyan deserves to be a good wife and mother who is good at cooking.

The hand-made dried abalone, wolfberry and old hen soup really opened Mu'an's eyes!

Whether it is precious ingredients such as dried abalone, or the unique nutrition of old hens.

All the ingredients are precisely regulated by various fires, and they are properly blended into the soup.

A delicate balance is formed between them, and each other makes this delicious soup!

Attractive color and intense fragrance.

The saliva will flow before drinking, and the aftertaste will be endless after drinking!

Makes people want to drink it!

As for the effect of not letting go of the fire, let's not mention it first.

Anyway, in terms of taste, it is two words plus two words.

Delicious!

+

To explode! ! !

The soup-making technique that can only be brewed with such careful and repeated grinding makes him somewhat ashamed!

Maybe this is the valuable culinary experience accumulated by the other party over the years!

Of course, this does not mean that his own cooking skills are not bad.

He just wants someone else's soup!

After all, the soup carefully cooked by other people's homes is more delicious when you sit back and enjoy it (white prostitution)!

Mu An hugged the other party's willow waist with a smile, letting him lean against his arms tightly.

And gently knocked his chin on the beauty's fragrant shoulders.

Smelling to his heart's content the elegant fragrance wafting among the three thousand black hairs, he couldn't help laughing.

"As expected of the soup made by Sister Nanyan, I feel that I can't drink it for a lifetime!"

"And Sister Nanyan's culinary skills are so good, she looks like a good wife and mother!"

"If anyone is lucky enough to marry you in the future, it will really be a blessing from eight lifetimes of cultivation!"

"Yeah, it's really cheap for some little villain!"

Gong Nanyan rolled her eyes at the other party charmingly.

There was still some blush on her cheeks from the hot bath she had just taken.

Those pale and smooth little hands drew circles on his chest.

It seems that she wants to imprint her own traces in her heart forever and deeply!

Until the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, the sky is old!

and.

Doesn't she understand the little thoughts in the other party's heart?

This domineering little man has a very possessive heart!

She is destined to be unable to escape in this life!

Besides, she was willing to do so, and she had no intention of running away at all!

As for who the little villain is...

The two of them naturally had a tacit understanding long ago!

suddenly.

Seemingly thinking of something, Gong Nan Yanliu's brows became a little more gloomy.

Hey~

It would be great if I could meet the other party earlier!

In that case, maybe she can fight for that position with peace of mind...

But unfortunately, there are only results in the world, no ifs!

"Feeling that my innocence was lost in a muddle, Gong Nanyan was a little uneasy. I was afraid that you would dislike her because of this. I was feeling uneasy, and my mood swings +15. Congratulations, you have won the reward [Antique·Ancient Cao’s family] The pen that was once held]!"

【Antique · A pen once held by someone Cao in ancient times】: Although it is an antique, this thing is obviously worthless!

It's really just an ordinary brush that has been held by someone!

It's just that he was born in the famous Cao family!

"what happened?"

Even if there is no systematic reward prompt, just look at the complicated expression hidden deep in Gong Nanyan's eyes.

Mu An could also guess that the other party must have some unresolved concerns.

And what is this concern, if nothing else, it should be related to a certain Dragon King protagonist!

In the last fight, he had already destroyed the opponent.

In addition to the cultivation base and backing that the other party is proud of, it also includes that little lump about the dignity of a man...

If there is still a chance to make a move next time, after torturing the other party's luck, he will take his life with his own hands!

Whoever comes can't bear it!

Thinking of this, Mu An's eyes flashed an undetectable fierce light.

Gong Nanyan didn't speak quickly.

Silently, she gently hugged the harbor that had become her warm belonging, and buried her pretty face in it.

hold!

Hold tight!

Mu An didn't press her to say anything anymore.

He just hugged the other party's slightly trembling delicate body in distress, and it was a little tighter than before.

He also knew that some knots in his heart, or the shadowy things he had feared, could not be untied just by unraveling them.

This requires a long company and patient waiting!

"Xiao An, my past...maybe not as good as you think, and I'm even a...dirty woman!"

"So, after knowing these things, will you stay...by my side forever?"

Gong Nanyan's slightly choked voice sounded, and her soft delicate body couldn't help trembling even more than before.

What happened ten years ago was like a nightmare rooted deep in her memory.

And has been tormenting her for years!

As the saying goes, past wounds may heal, but some scars never will!

At this time, she chose to face her fear.

She chooses to be honest with her 'scars' and show them to her beloved one!

At this moment, she wasn't actually afraid of that nightmare.

Rather, I am even more afraid of listening to the other party's disdainful words and disappointed eyes!