My husband is a white lotus

The first thought in Wen Heng's mind was to refuse, and he said without thinking, "No need."

The more Bai He pestered him, the more he felt that this person had malicious intentions - there was no evidence that all gods were good.

Xianjun said very persistently: "The road is too dangerous, and it will be much safer if someone is with you."

He also lied in a calm manner. Although he had never heard of wild animals attacking people in Xihe Village, it is not uncommon for him to conjure up a few big insects or packs of wolves as soon as he gives an order.

I'm afraid that little Xiucai will scream out of fright at that time - thinking about it, I'm a little excited.

Wen Heng frowned, although he didn't feel any danger, he still agreed to him.Anyway, it's only a few steps away, just walk casually, and you won't lose a piece of meat.

The weather is not very clear today, when I got up early and went out, I saw thick clouds billowing on the top of the mountain not far away.Bai He said, "I'm afraid it's going to rain."

Wen Heng hummed lightly, this kind of thing can be seen without magic.

"If the rain is too urgent later, I'll bring you an umbrella." Bai Xianjun volunteered.Even he felt that he was baffled, why he became so courteous, obviously he always dozed off all day in Yao Chi.

It's probably because this little scholar always has a straight face, which makes people want to tease him.

Wen Heng replied lightly: "No need."

There are always coir raincoats and bamboo hats in the school. Although Xianjun has good intentions, it is useless to worry about them.

Bai He's face couldn't help being a little embarrassing, and he hit soft nails a few times, giving him the illusion of winking at a blind man.

In less than two cups of tea, the outline of the school has appeared in front of my eyes. Yesterday it looked infinitely beautiful under the sunset, but today it looks a bit gloomy under the dim sky.

Bai He couldn't help but worry about the safety of the little scholar, and when he saw Chang Yunqi walking towards him, his face darkened a few degrees.

Chang Yunqi greeted him with a smile, "My cousin is here too, what a coincidence."

Why did he call uncle?This turtle grandson.Resisting the urge to curse, Bai Xianjun patted Wen Heng's head, "Remember to come back early after school, A Chi is still waiting for you at home."

Although it was an unconscious movement, Wen Heng avoided it.He was not used to being touched by others, so he said goodbye to Xianjun jerky, "Go back first."

Probably because of the presence of outsiders, Bai He felt that his attitude towards him was a little cold, which made him even more depressed.

When he left, Chang Yunqi took advantage of the situation and asked: "Is that man really your cousin? It seems that he has a good family background, why didn't I hear that you have such powerful relatives?"

"He came from the capital, and he will leave after staying for a few days." Wen Heng said.

He was not sure how many days this so-called immortal would live. So are all the immortals so idle?It's strange that everyone wants to become a fairy.

But he doesn't really look forward to such a life, he would rather live a fulfilling life than being idle all day long, like now.

A day passed like this, and when he got home, before he opened the courtyard door, Wen Heng smelled the aroma of rice.

When Bai He heard the noise, he waved the wooden spoon clumsily, "I was afraid that you would be late, so I steamed the rice first."

Can he still cook?Wen Heng was a little surprised, and when he lifted the lid of the pot to have a look, he couldn't help but laugh and cry, such a full pot of water was too much for cooking porridge.

Of course, Bai Xianjun could see the mockery in it, his face was red and he was quite uneasy, "Is it something bad?"

Wen Heng suppressed a smile and shook his head, "It doesn't matter, take out the rice milk and cook the rest."

When Bai He got this sentence, he acted as if he heard Yuzhi Lun's voice, and hurriedly followed his instructions, with pot ashes rubbed on his face, there was no trace of fairy spirit, he was almost like a waiter in the kitchen.

The reason why he took so much trouble was to let A Chi eat a meal he cooked himself... Wen Heng felt soft for a moment, coughed lightly, and when he turned his face, stepped forward and wiped his cheeks with a handkerchief. Wipe the stain clean.

Bai He stared at him blankly, as if frozen.

"What's wrong?" Wen Heng asked in amazement.

"It's nothing." Bai He shook his head quickly, as if the soft touch of the man's fingertips still remained on his cheeks, making people want to suck a few mouthfuls.

This is probably very dangerous.He is a lotus flower, not a cannibal flower, so he can't eat the little scholar one day when his madness breaks out.

Naturally, Wen Heng couldn't figure out the Qisi in the other party's heart. When he turned his eyes, he saw the neatly arranged meat and vegetables on the table, and his eyes widened. "Who sent these things?"

"I asked someone to buy it from the market." Bai He patted his chest proudly.

Wen Heng pondered for a while, "I'll give you the silver some other day."

Bai He: ...Does it need to be so clear?

"This is to nourish Achi's body, and I can still take your money?" Xianjun was a little annoyed, who did he think of him!

Wen Heng glanced at him, "I'll give you my share."

What a dead end.Now Bai He has nothing to do, he just feels that this person is not good enough, at one moment he can't wait to hold him in his arms and rub him hard, at another moment he can't wait to ask him a few words, he is really a difficult person to deal with.

Looking at the figure busy in front of the stove, he really felt that the road was long and long.

Wen Heng's craftsmanship is not bad, and he has everything from meat to vegetarian.After a while, several delicious dishes were served.Pork belly is fried on both sides until browned, then braised with scallions in sauce, fat but not greasy, it melts in your mouth; dace in black bean sauce is topped with sweet and sour, and the spicy taste is slightly sweet and sour, which makes your index finger move.

After all, A Chi is a child, although he is sensible and not easy to ask for, he is greedy when he sees these delicacies.A few mouthfuls of white rice for a while, and a few mouthfuls of sauce for a while, I am much more enthusiastic than usual.

Only now did Wen Heng realize that he had neglected a lot in his daily life. How could he think that this child can endure hardships like an adult?Thinking of this, he was very grateful for Bai He's kindness.

Fearing that A Chi's throat would get stuck, Wen Heng carefully removed the fishbone and handed it to him.Ah Chi had a great time eating, but he didn't forget to add more food to his father's bowl, and even "cousin" followed suit—he personally picked up a large piece of braised pork for Bai He, and said earnestly, "Cousin, You also have a taste of my father's craft."

Children don't know how to distinguish between humans, ghosts, and demons, but Wen Heng has already memorized Bai He's habits and knows that he doesn't like them: Immortals who eat flowers and drink dew will naturally feel that the food in the world is filthy.

Seeing his hesitation, Wen Hengyin persuaded: "It's fine if you don't want to eat, there is no need to force it."

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, but when he does, Bai He thinks that this little scholar has ulterior motives: Could it be that he deliberately wants him to go against his son's wishes, and take advantage of the situation to alienate the two of them?

No, he can't let Wen Heng's conspiracy succeed.Bai Xianjun then gritted his teeth and stuffed the braised pork into his mouth in one go.

Wen Heng looked at him in surprise, as if overwhelmed by his courage.

Xianjun was very proud of himself, but this pride did not last long.The taste coming from the tip of his tongue is sweet, fragrant and fat, but he, who has been a vegetarian for many years, suddenly feels sick to his stomach when he smells meat.

Before the braised pork was swallowed down his throat, Bai He hastily leaned over and retched violently.Look at that embarrassing appearance, it seems that even bile can be vomited out.

There is no poison in the meat, so there is no need to lose your composure... Wen Heng's heart shuddered, thinking of the time when he was pregnant with A Chi, he asked in a jerk, "You...are you pregnant?"

Bai He looked at him with a pale face, quite speechless in his heart.