Ms. Nian Shutong and two others were in the room, casually eating so food.
While the three of them had not yet finished their snacks, the door was knocked.
"Esteed guests, the master sent to bring so food first, eat sothing light, the al will be ready soon."
With a creak, the door was pulled open from the inside by Fu Yunhe, who took the tray from the butler’s hands and expressed his thanks.
The butler did not glance inside the room even once, having delivered the items, he instructed, "I’ll be just outside the door, please let know if you need anything at any ti."
"Thank you."
The butler smiled and stepped back, and Fu Yunhe also took a step back and closed the door.
Inside the room, the three continued eating, and Ms. Nian Shutong also discussed Lian Qing’s condition.
"This person, to , is a good prospect, but at the mont I have no plans to take disciples."
Fu Yunhe put down the small biscuit in his hand and asked, "You an, Lian Qing can cultivate your Cultivation Technique."
Fu Yunhe did not get a definite answer, and Ms. Nian Shutong explained, "No one can cultivate my Cultivation Technique, but he can cultivate sothing similar to mine."
"I still have so other Cultivation Techniques, but those simply aren’t suitable for ."
Fu Yunhe understood and tentatively asked, "Can I?"
Ms. Nian Shutong looked at Fu Yunhe with so surprise and said, "First of all, you can’t."
"Secondly, every path of cultivation has its own destiny; you will beco very powerful in the later stages of your cultivation, there is no need to be like ."
Fu Yunhe nodded.
"I know, I was just asking."
He was not ignorant, rely curious, or perhaps in his heart, he desired to be that different person, to be sowhat like her.
Fu Yunhe felt a bit disappointed, and this slight disappointnt was instantly perceived by Ms. Nian Shutong.
"I have not decided to take Lian Qing as my disciple, even if there might possibly be such a day in the future, you are ultimately different."
After Ms. Nian Shutong finished speaking, without a shred of a young lady’s shyness, she stared directly at Fu Yunhe until his ears turned red, then smiled proudly and continued eating the snack.
There was a hint of sweetness between the two.
About half an hour later, the butler delivered the al again.
Ms. Nian Shutong and the others did not waste any, and the Huo Family’s chef’s culinary skills were indeed quite decent.
However, certainly not as delicious as what Master Fan made, but definitely much tastier than what Ms. Nian Shutong made herself.
It was probably an issue of the ingredients.
After dinner, Dou Dou made a video call to Ji Sisi, and once mother and son connected, the whole room beca lively.
"Are you my son?"
"You look a bit like , but why are you a girl now?"
"Who exactly are you?"
Ji Sisi asked three questions in succession, not giving Dou Dou a chance to play any role.
Ms. Nian Shutong had no choice but to remove their disguises for Ji Sisi to recognize her son.
By the ti everything was finally explained, Ji Sisi was even more interested.
"Mr. Nian, turn Dou Dou back, I want to see my daughter."
"Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! Xiao He, you are so ugly!"
The hearty laughter was definitely Ha Ha.
"Hey, hey what’s wrong, Rubble?"
In the video, Rubble seed to be on the verge of breaking down, and smoke even started emitting from its chanical head.
"It’s unscientific, why aren’t you aging naturally but can instantaneously change your appearance?"
On the video’s end, Ms. Nian Shutong, seeing Rubble emitting a wisp of white smoke, quickly explained, fearing Rubble might burn itself out.
"Rubble, this is called a spell, it’s my own cultivation technique, different from anything interstellar."
"My cultivation has nothing to do with science, please stop researching it too much."
Over there, Rubble finally cald down, and the white smoke above his head gradually disappeared.
"Ms. Nian Shutong, Rubble thinks you are the biggest stumbling block on his scientific path."
"Is that so? Aren’t you the richest stumbling block?"
Ms. Nian Shutong’s threatening words made Rubble stand up from his position in an instant, and he said to the cara, "Ms. Nian Shutong, you are not a stumbling block; you are Rubble’s safe harbor."
Ms. Nian Shutong over here really wanted to laugh. Rubble had learned to flatter.
They chatted lively on both ends, and it took more than half an hour before they finished.
Both sides felt quite satisfied and went to rest.
However, Ms. Nian Shutong and her group encountered another problem, that is, how to rest?
She and Fu Yunhe were an old married couple, and there was only one large bed in the room. As it began to get dark, Fu Yunhe was all tangled up.
Could he really have a chance to share a bed with Ms. Nian Shutong tonight?
Sharing a bed might have a fifty percent chance, but sharing a pillow was nearly zero.
Ms. Nian Shutong glanced at the large bed and felt that it could accommodate four people without any issue.
"This bed is quite big..."
Fu Yunhe’s heart thrilled, and he eagerly awaited Ms. Nian Shutong’s next sentence.
"Xiao He, you sleep on the sofa."
"Ah! What?"
Fu Yunhe was still imrsed in his fantasies, but then he heard what was said.
"Grandpa, Grandma said you should sleep on the sofa."
Dou Dou pointed with a small hand, and Fu Yunhe’s expression beca even more unpleasant.
"Oh——"
A reluctant ’oh’ made Ms. Nian Shutong want to tease Fu Yunhe even more.
"Dou Dou, go to the bathroom first."
Dou Dou looked up at her aunt and obediently nodded.
"Okay, Grandma, Dou Dou will be a long ti, rember to call !"
Ms. Nian Shutong watched Dou Dou, purposely swaying her two braids, enter the bathroom followed by a Little Pink Pig, and she wasn’t worried anymore.
At this mont, did Fu Yunhe realize that Ms. Nian Shutong was intending to do sothing ’not suitable for children’ alone?
"Um... I... I..."
"What are you stuttering for? Do you have so naughty ideas? Like... that bed?"
Her playful eyes and seductive tone caused Fu Yunhe’s Adam’s apple to slide up and down.
"No, I’ll listen to you."
Still, I’ll listen to you, but Fu Yunhe coyly lowered his head.
"Is that so——" Ms. Nian Shutong had already walked over to Fu Yunhe, a finger lightly lifting his chin, her gaze intently on him.
"Xiao He, have you forgotten sothing very important?"
"Hmm?"
"That is——"
Ms. Nian Shutong’s finger, from Fu Yunhe’s chin, began to slide downward to his chest.
Not only that, Ms. Nian Shutong’s body leaned forward; her orchid-like fragrance brushed past Fu Yunhe’s cheek and climbed to his earlobe.
Fu Yunhe felt his brain turn into mush, unable to think properly.
Only the pounding of his heart proved he was still alive.
Ms. Nian Shutong was now half lying in Fu Yunhe’s arms, a triumphant smile on her face, her fingers switching to her palm, and she pushed firmly.
"Your health has recovered; you don’t need special care anymore."
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