The irascible and mad concubine whose soul traveled through ancient times has room

Early the next morning, Wen Ning lazily opened his eyes. The faint sunlight was a bit dazzling.

Wen Ning stood up and stretched, put on some clothes casually, then got up and walked towards the bathroom. After washing up, Wen Ning casually tied his hair into a high ponytail, an ancient bun. He really couldn't lose.

As soon as he walked out of the wooden house, he saw Mo Chenyuan wearing a black robe with his back to him, staring blankly at the chrysanthemums in the yard.

, Wen Ning leaned against the door frame with his hands folded across his chest, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. This man is so handsome even from his back. Looking at this picture is also a kind of enjoyment, at least it makes him feel happy.

Perhaps Wen Ning had been alone in the mountains and forests for too long, and he was a little bit greedy for company. He noticed the eyes behind him and Mo Chenyuan turned around.

"Woke up?"

“Goodmorning old baby”

Mo Chenyuan was silent and thought that this woman always said some weird words that he didn't understand? Is this the language of plants? Wen Ning realized that he had said something wrong and immediately changed the subject.

"What do you want to eat in the morning?"

“Anything is OK”

"Then eat steamed buns, rice porridge and pickles."

"Can"

With that said, Wen Ning quickly walked into the kitchen and took out the quick-frozen buns from the refrigerator, unpacked them, washed the rice and poured it into the rice cooker. He set the porridge cooking mode and then placed the four buns in the steamer on the rice cooker, covered the pot, and set it to 40 minutes

Wen Ning turned around, picked up the tea tray on the stove, turned and walked out of the kitchen, walked straight to the courtyard pavilion, placed the teapot in the small induction cooker hidden on the table, and touched the switch.

Then he sat down on the recliner as if he had no bones, picked up the cattail leaf fan and started swinging it leisurely. Mo Chenyuan shook his head helplessly.

This woman seemed to like that recliner very much. Mo Chenyuan also came over and sat on the chair opposite Wen Ning, chatting with Wen Ning.

"Are you the only one here, Aning?"

Wen Mian closed his eyes and replied lazily.

"Did you see anyone else?"

"This is called Black Bear Mountain. Why haven't we seen any black bears?"

"With me here, what bear wouldn't blink and dare to provoke me?"

Mo Chenyuan understood, yes, he was a spirit that had been cultivated into a spirit. Those animals had to stay away from him when they saw him. Who dared to provoke him?

Wen Ning slowly took out a bag of melon seeds from the "space" of his sleeve and tore open the package. He poured some for himself and handed it to Mo Chenyuan. Mo Chenyuan also imitated Wen Ning and poured some out.

He picked one up and put it in his mouth. Well, the taste was milky, salty and sweet. It was very delicious. Mo Chenyuan couldn't help but sigh, why is the food here in Wen Ning so suitable for him? Everything seems to be delicious

"Why do you seem to have endless things in your sleeves?"

Mo Chenyuan asked tentatively

Wen Ning laughed, "I conjured it up out of thin air, do you believe it?"

Mo Chenyuan. . .

Of course he believed it. His sleeves were obviously empty and the cuffs were not very big. How could he possibly be able to hide such a big bag of melon seeds? Also, the packaging seems to be made of kraft paper, but it doesn’t look like it.

Suddenly, Wen Ning couldn't help but be interested in remembering the back of Mo Chenyuan flying away in a dashing way when he first met him.

"Mo Chenyuan, can you teach me Qing Gong?"

"Qinggong cannot be learned overnight."

"How long will that take?"

"As little as three to five years, as much as a lifetime."

Wen Ning was immediately discouraged. Mo Chenyuan could only stay here for a month at most. Wen Ning suddenly yearned for the outside world.

Mo Chenyuan looked at Wen Ning's frustrated look and said tentatively.

"Why don't you go down the mountain with me and I'll teach you?"

Wen Ning's eyes flashed with anticipation. In fact, staying alone in this deep mountain and old forest for a long time would make him feel a little lonely, but Wen Ning still refused.

"Forget it, people's hearts are complicated, it's better to be a free wandering crane here than to feel more comfortable."

Mo Chenyuan saw the flash of expectation in Wen Ning's eyes. As expected, he couldn't go down the mountain. He couldn't help but sigh a little disappointed in his heart.

The porridge was cooked with a ding sound. Wen Ning stood up and walked to the kitchen. He took a large tray from the cupboard and put four meat buns on the tray. He took a few packages of mustards in a thought, unpacked them and poured them on the tray. On the small plate, he put two more bowls of porridge, took two pairs of chopsticks, and two spoons, put them on the tray, and carried them to the pavilion.

Mo Chenyuan gently blew on the porridge in the spoon. Well, it was soft, glutinous, smooth, sticky and fragrant. Picking up a small cold dish, it was crisp, tender, sour and spicy and appetizing. The buns were also soft and fluffy, and the meat filling inside was fresh and tender. It's juicy and leaves a mouthful of fragrance after one sip.

Mo Chenyuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, that thing that can cook without fire is really magical. Mo Chengyuan has determined that Wen Ning is Lingencaojing. These things should be made with magic. No wonder they are so delicious. It seems like everything here is so delicious,

Mo Chenyuan looked at the woman with bulging cheeks who was eating opposite her. She seemed a little cute.

After a simple breakfast, Mo Chenyuan took the initiative to take up the responsibility of washing the dishes as usual.

Wen Ning filled Mo Chenyuan's cup with tea.

"We will start acupuncture in a moment. We will do acupuncture for the next two days. When the wounds on your body are healed, you can then take a medicated bath. Once you start taking a medicated bath, there will be no need for acupuncture."

Although it was a minor wound and the wound was not tight, the wound on Mo Chenyuan's back was solid.

Mo Chenyuan was shocked. Thinking of the scene during the acupuncture yesterday, his face turned red.

"Well, actually, my injury is almost healed. Why don't we just take a medicinal bath?"

Wen Ning looked at Mo Chenyuan with a half-smile.

"Do you have the final say?"

Alas, it seems that it really doesn't matter. This woman used magic whenever she disagreed, so she could only be at his mercy. Mo Chenyuan got up and fled the scene in a hurry. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't stay any longer.

, walked into the room, Mo Chenyuan sat on the bed helplessly, thinking of the embarrassment during the acupuncture, with an annoyed look on his face, listening to the ticking outside, and the slowly approaching footsteps, Mo Chenyuan was extremely frightened, just as he was helpless While taking measures, Wen Ning's voice sounded softly

"Should I help you take it off, or should you take it off yourself?"

Mo Chenyuan. . . .

"The King of Benben takes it off himself"

Mo Chenyuan stood up

"Well, can you turn around first?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chenyuan felt like he couldn't move again.

"Can you, woman, please stop using magic at all times?"

"Hmm, spell? What spell?"

"If you hadn't used magic, how could this article have been attacked again and again?"

"Hahahaha, that's because your skills are inferior to others"

After saying this, Wen Ning said no more, stripped Mo Chenyuan naked, helped her lie down, and began to perform acupuncture.

Mo Chenyuan had no choice but to close his eyes with a blushing face. He felt the woman touching and turning over his body. Mo Chenyuan felt a sweetness in his throat again and was pressed down by him again.