Master always wants to touch my tail after dressing up as a little milk fox

"Didn't eat?" Feng Yan frowned, but still asked.

Wen Ruan nodded cautiously.

He felt that Feng Yan would get angry again, and he clenched the quilt tightly in his hands, fearing that Feng Yan would drive him away again.

Feng Yan sighed and sat up from the bed.

"Get up and take you to eat."

Wen Ruan's face brightened when he didn't hear the words he imagined. He looked at Feng Yan with surprise and then nodded abruptly, sitting up quickly from the bed.

The two of them got dressed again, and Wen Ruan walked out of the room holding Feng Yan's clothes.

When they arrived at the counter downstairs, the shopkeeper looked at the two people with some embarrassment.

"I'm really sorry, it's too late now, our chef has already left, and there is no one in the kitchen to cook."

Feng Yan turned his head to look at Wen Ruan, the little fool looked pitiful while rubbing his stomach with one hand, he should be really hungry.

"Can't you call me back?"

"This... After a busy day, you always have to rest. How about you do it yourself? There are everything in the kitchen."

There is no other way now, Feng Yan had no choice but to take Wen Ruan to the kitchen again, but he stood in the kitchen, looking at the ingredients and seasonings inside, but he didn't know what to do.

After a long time, Feng Yan turned his head to look at Wen Ruan beside him.

"Can you cook?"

Wen Ruan immediately shook her head: "Ruan Ruan knows how to eat."

From a young age, Wen Qilin raised Wen Ruan so tenderly that he was afraid that he would hurt him, not to mention that he never went to the kitchen a few times while cooking. He only saw Qin Mo stewing fish soup, and he only added firewood to the stove.

Feng Yan himself has always followed Junziyuan's words, he has never cooked, and he doesn't know how to do it this time.

"How about we go out to eat?" Feng Yan asked after thinking about it.

Wen Ruan shook her head: "Yanyan will do it."

Wen Ruan stood by the table for a whole day, and now her feet are still hurting badly, and she really doesn't want to walk anymore.

Feng Yan stood there for a while, and finally became ruthless, and began to search for things in the kitchen.

After searching for a while, he found a handful of dry noodles and a handful of beans. He washed and cut the beans as usual, and lit a fire with some difficult ones. He rolled up his sleeves and cooked.

Wen Ruan sat by the stove, watching Feng Yan cook for him with his own hands, he felt warm in his heart, and tried his best to blow on the fire to add more firewood, making the fire big and good.

After Feng Yan heated up the oil, he put the beans in it and turned it a few times, and when he turned around to pick up the salt, a burnt smell came out.

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, then reacted very quickly to scoop up a ladle of water and pour it all down. There was a "squeak" in the pot, and the burnt taste would be better, but the pot turned into clear water and stewed beans.

Wen Ruan smelled it, looked up into the pot, and called out in a low voice, "Yanyan?"

What Yanyan cooks seems to be a little different from what he usually eats.

"I... I'll add water to cook the noodles for you." Feng Yan explained in a low voice, picked up the dried noodles next to him and sprinkled them directly into the pot.

"Yeah, Yanyan is amazing." Wen Ruan continued to add more fuel.

After adding cold water and putting noodles in the pot, there was no movement for a long time. Feng Yan turned around and went to search for salt again. After searching for a while, he finally found white particles in a small pot, then grabbed a handful and sprinkled them all into the pot. Just stand aside and wait for the noodles to be cooked.

When the dark noodles finally came out of the pan, Feng Yan scooped them out with a spoon and put them in a bowl, Wen Ruan glanced at them, and then at Feng Yan.

It was the first time he ate the colorless beans and the noodles in black soup.

"Eat it, how about a taste." Feng Yan showed no expression on his face, and handed a pair of chopsticks to Wen Ruan.

Wen Ruan took it, picked up a noodle and put it in his mouth, then frowned tightly, and didn't chew for a long time.

"Not tasty?" Feng Yan looked at him.

Wen Ruan barely swallowed the noodles in his mouth, but couldn't put down his chopsticks anymore.

"Yanyan... Bitter and sweet... Ruan Ruan doesn't like it."

Wen Ruan had never eaten such an unpalatable food, but he thought that maybe wolves would eat this, so he pushed the noodles to Feng Yan again.

"Yanyan eat."

Feng Yan looked at the bowl of pitch-black noodles, lowered his head and smelled it, gave up resolutely, and pulled Wen Ruan up without any explanation.

"Let's go, I'll take you out to eat."

Wen Ruan nodded, did not refuse this time, and followed Feng Yan out with her head down.

The two searched the street for a while, then sat down in front of a wonton stand that hadn't closed yet, and ordered two bowls of small wontons.

Because it was getting late and there weren't many people in the store, the stall owner quickly made it for the two of them, served it to the table, and chatted like a small talk.

"It's still going out so late. Changning Town is very chaotic recently. It's better not to come out at night, otherwise accidents will happen."

Feng Yan paused, looked up at the stall owner and narrowed his eyes slightly. He was about to tell Wen Ruan opposite him not to eat, but he saw that Wen Ruan, who was extremely hungry, had already started eating.

He didn't say anything but looked at the stall owner: "Then since you know that the town is very chaotic, why did the boss come out to set up a stall? Can it be sold?"

He just went out to find something to eat, but he forgot that no one dared to come out at night in Changning Town.

"Hahaha, it can be sold, isn't there people like you who come out at night now?" The stall owner's smile sank, and he looked at the bowl of small wontons in front of Feng Yan, "I This workmanship is not bad, how about giving it a try quickly, guest officer."

Feng Yan nodded, and the stall owner turned around and left without staying any longer.

Seeing that Wen Ruan's bowl was almost finished, Feng Yan pushed his own to him and exchanged bowls with him.

"Is it tasty?"

"Delicious." Wen Ruan was very hungry, and now he was eating an incomparably delicious meal.

"Eat quickly, I will carry you back later."

Wen Ruan paused holding the spoon, and nodded slightly.

Just now Yanyan said that she wanted to take him back.

She lowered her head again and just took a few bites, when Wen Ruan's eyes suddenly went dark, and she fell down on the table, unresponsive.

Feng Yan took away the bowl in front of him, stood up and walked towards the stall owner.

"Boss, why did my friend suddenly fall asleep?"

The stall owner looked at Feng Yan, it seemed that there was some accident that he didn't fall down, but it didn't matter, the one he was afraid of had already fallen down.

Recently, holding the white-clothed disciple is very powerful, and he has taken in a lot of demons, so he still has some fear when he sees the clothes, but he didn't expect to fall so easily, and the one in front of him is not a white-clothed one.

"It's not just him, you'll fall asleep too." The stall owner gathered a touch of spiritual power in his hand and struck towards Feng Yan.

But the figure in front of him flashed, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The stall owner stood on the spot, sensitively feeling the breeze blowing past his ears, he subconsciously dodged to dodge Feng Yan's blow.

The monster here is naturally not the same as the one in Floating Dream City, its cultivation base is much higher, Feng Yan fought him with dozens of moves before he was restrained, and he was tied up with a rope and caught alive.

"Who are you and why are you so powerful."

Dare to come out to set up a stall at this time, this stall owner is also a great monster who has cultivated for hundreds of years, he did not expect to be caught so easily.

Feng Yan glanced at him lightly.

"You don't deserve to know."

The stall owner was gagged and dragged forward by Feng Yan.

Feng Yan went to the table to pick up the unconscious Wen Ruan, and then dragged the stall owner all the way back to the inn.

There were only some drugs in the wontons, and I didn't know what stuffing was put in them. At most, it would be a stomachache for a few days. It didn't matter, and there was nothing else to eat now, so he let Wen Ruan eat.

He took the stall owner back to the inn, found a firewood room and threw it in, then locked the door and set up a barrier, Feng Yan carried the sleeping Wen Ruan back to the room.

Undressed him and put him under the quilt, Feng Yan lay him down.

He was also a little tired and fell asleep quickly.

In the early morning of the next day, Chu Wei was falling asleep and opened his eyes keenly, looking towards the door.

He gently let go of the person in his arms, put on his clothes and got up, opened the door, and the person standing outside was Feng Yan.

"Come here early in the morning, what's the matter with you?"

Feng Yan's expression was cold, he looked at Chu Wei, and said indifferently: "Come with me."

Chu Wei glanced into the room worriedly, but still set up a barrier and followed Feng Yan to leave.

The two of them reached the firewood room all the way, Feng Yan broke the barrier, and led Chu Wei into the room.

On the ground in the room lay the corpse of a shriveled deer. A big hole was opened in the deer's chest, as if something had come out of his chest.

Chu Wei frowned, looked at Feng Yan, Feng Yan raised his chin again to signal him to look to the side.

In a glazed jar next to it, there was a mass of black stuff running around.

"Is it demon energy?" Chu Wei walked in, a little surprised.

"This is the demon I caught yesterday. It died this morning. It's the devilish energy that came out of his body. Because it was blocked by an enchantment, it didn't leave and was caught by me."

Chu Xi lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "You mean, maybe you can find the person behind it by following this cloud of devilish energy?"

Feng Yan nodded, he really meant that.

This is indeed a method, so that by finding the people behind it, these things can be quickly resolved.

Just as Chu Wei was about to speak again, he suddenly felt a tight pain in his chest, and with a shocked face, he pushed open the door and ran towards the upstairs room.

He left a wisp of his spiritual consciousness on Qin Mo's body. Whenever Qin Mo's body felt uncomfortable, he would feel it instantly, just because he was afraid that what happened last time would happen again.

Quickly running upstairs, Qin Mo lay on the bed bent over, stroking his stomach, his face pale from the pain.

Hearing the noise coming from the door, he raised his head, saw Chu Wei in his teary eyes, and cried out in a crying voice: "Chu Wei."

Chu Wei immediately ran to him, and hugged him with trembling hands beside the bed.

"What's going on at the end?"

Qin Mo was so painful that he couldn't speak, but shook his head.

Chu Xi immediately picked him up, and ran out of the room towards Shen Yunian's room.

Pushing open the door suddenly, the two people in the room have already woken up and are sitting at the table having breakfast.

Chu Xi ran in and put the person in his arms on the bed, and looked anxiously at Shen Yunian.

"His stomach hurts again, come and help him."

Shen Yunian didn't talk too much, he stood up directly, walked towards Qin Mo, and held his wrist to feel his pulse.

Shen Yunian's frown became tighter and tighter. After a while, he let go of Qin Mo's wrist, and stretched out his spiritual power to caress Qin Mo's stomach.

He didn't speak, just took the silver needle next to him, roasted it on the candle wick, and then slowly pierced into the acupuncture point on the top of Qin Mo's hair.

It took a long time for Qin Mo to finally calm down. His body was a little unbearable and he fell asleep. His face was still very pale, and even his lips were bloodless.

Chu Wei was so distressed that he sat on the edge of the soft couch and held Qin Mo's hand, and asked softly, "How is he?"

Shen Yunian's brows were still deeply wrinkled, and he sighed softly.

"Chu Wei, his body can't bear this child..." Shen Yunian pursed his lips, "I suggest not to have this child."

"You mean... kill... the child?" Chu Wei's eyes were red, and he spoke with some difficulty.