My Wife Is The Final Boss Chapter 11

Xu Changan hugged Yun Qian with the blanket in the form of a princess hug.

Yun Qian yawned and hugged Xu Changan's neck, leaning lightly on his shoulder.

This level of intimacy is logically common to Yun Qian and Xu Changan, but Xu Changan still couldn't help but his heart beat faster.

Whether he was in Mu Yufeng or in Beisang City, there was always no shortage of girls' families expressing their goodwill towards him, but even if he was as gorgeous as Zhu Pingniang... he couldn't bring Xu Changan the slightest bit of heartbeat.

On the contrary, Yun Qian, a person who has been with him for many years, can always destroy his mood.

The seven-year itch?

Xu Changan took a deep breath, thinking that he is really itchy now.

The charm of mature girls is incomprehensible to those who have not experienced it.

The sky is getting dark.

Yun Qian is not that kind of light person. She is tall and slender, even taller than Xu Changan, who is only about seventeen years old now. The two of them are standing together.

Some people even believe that mother and son.

If it were replaced by Xu Changan's previous life's physique, I'm afraid that after holding Yunqian up, his legs would be weak before he took two steps, but now that he has a cultivation base, his physique is much stronger than that of the previous life.

Feeling his wife's soft breathing, Xu Changan's face became slightly hot.

He actually froze in place in the courtyard.

"Why don't you leave?" Yun Qian lightly tapped the back of his neck and asked calmly, "I'm heavy?"

The girl from his family has a very good figure, so she is naturally heavier than the skinny little girl, but Xu Changan is not a fool and knows what to say.

"Nothing."

Xu Changan felt his wife's exquisite figure, he coughed twice, hugged Yun Qian across the threshold, put her on the couch, and said, "Miss, sleep for a while, I'll cook."

"Yeah." Yun Qian nodded lightly, then stretched her waist, exposing all her good figure to Xu Changan's eyes, she turned around and said, "Untie it for me."

Xu Changan had long been accustomed to it. He gently untied Yun Qian's waistband, replaced the embroidered skirt, and then skillfully took out a home-made long dress from the closet and put it on for Yun Qian.

When he is not at home, Yun Qian can do these things by himself. But as long as he was there, Yun Qian asked him to help no matter what.

But Xu Changan not only would not be irritable, but would feel guilty instead.

After all, he used to be Yun Qian's housekeeper, responsible for taking care of her food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Moreover.

The girl from his family is so good-looking, Xu Changan is relied on, and it is too late to be happy, how can he dislike it.

After Yun Qian changed into her pajamas, Xu Changan immediately turned around and said, "I'm going to cook."

"Wait." Yun Qian leaned on the head of the bed with her long hair scattered. She grabbed the corner of Xu Changan's clothes and said, "Go wash first."

"why?"

"It doesn't smell good." Yun Qian's delicate brows frowned slightly.

"Miss, can you smell the blood of the tiger demon on me?" Xu Changan was startled, thinking that he was already wearing the sect's deacon suit, so he should have covered up the **** aura of the blue-eyed tiger when he died.

Zhu Pingniang could hear that it was Zhu Pingniang's cultivation that crushed him.

How could Yun Qian hear it?

"Tiger demon? What are you talking about." Yun Qian shook her head, pointed at Xu Changan's neck, and said calmly, "It smells of rouge."

Xu Changan was stunned for a moment, and immediately explained with some guilty conscience: "I just went to see Manager Zhu, miss, you know...she, she lives in the brothel..."

"I didn't ask." After Yun Qian finished speaking, she lay down, turned over, turned her back to Xu Changan and said, "After washing and cooking, I want to eat steamed buns, the kind with soup, I'm done. call me."

"Understood." Xu Changan helped Yun Qian tuck the corners of the quilt in, and then left.

After Xu Changan turned to leave, Yun Qian turned back and looked at the direction Xu Changan left, and his eyes fell on the two pots of jade dew that Xu Changan bought and the yellow wine presented by the wine mother.

His eyes settled on the yellow wine.

Daughter Hong.

A gleam of light flashed in Yun Qian's eyes. She didn't mean that she hated others liking Xu Changan, but her husband was a little too popular.

According to the stories in many novels written by Xu Changan for her.

What should I do as a wife when my husband has peach blossoms...

"Yeah." Yun Qian sat up again, tied her hair again and got up, walked to the closet, and picked out the clothes Xu Changan bought for her.

He took out a bright red gauze, stood in front of the bronze mirror and gestured to himself.

After Xu Changan boiled the water, he walked into the bathroom entrance to change his clothes.

"The smell of rouge...is there?" He hugged his clothes and felt that he couldn't smell anything except the smell of saponin.

When he heard Yun Qian say that he smelled of rouge just now, he was really startled.

It should be said that no matter what kind of character a woman is, she is extremely sensitive to this kind of thing.

Yun Qian didn't show any anger, but Xu Changan was just looking at her with calm eyes, and he would still feel inexplicably guilty without feeling sorry for Yun Qian.

Sure enough, it is difficult for him to lift his husband's gang on weekdays.

Old wife and young husband, this is the result of the housekeeper taking the top position. When facing the young lady, you can't raise your head.

Sigh.

Xu Changan took out the jade talisman representing the entry qualification of Chaoyun Sect and the seeds of the beauty fruit cultivated for him by Zhu Pingniang. com put it aside.

Although the system gave him a large space to use, Xu Changan was not very familiar with that space so far, and he did not plan to put items outside the system in it for the time being.

After walking into the wooden bucket in the bathroom and surrounded by hot water, Xu Changan slowly let out a sigh of turbid air.

What happened just now is very similar to what happens when a husband returns home after a day's work.

If possible, Xu Changan doesn't really want to cultivate immortals, but unfortunately this is not as prosperous and peaceful as the Huaxia in his previous life, so in order to meet the possible disaster, he must become stronger and stronger.

In this way, there will be no regrets one day in the future.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Xu Changan opened the system panel, and sure enough, from the moment he stepped into the house, the road started to rise again like a short circuit.

Was the scene just now dangerous?

Xu Changan twitched the corner of his mouth when Yun Qian pointed at his neck and said it smelled of rouge.

"Maybe... it's really dangerous?"

Xu Changan sat up a little and rubbed his neck vigorously, preparing to wash off all the rouge smell that he had inadvertently acquired in Huayuelou.

"She said she wants to eat soup dumplings, right? It's the evening." Xu Changan shook his head.

When Xu Changan and Yun Qian were still on the island, he often cooked food for Yun Qian according to the specifications of his previous life, and the sweet soup dumplings were considered to be something Yun Qian often ate.

But…

He just bought wine and came back.

It's too strange that soup buns can't be paired with bars.

"Forget it, just like it." Xu Changan suddenly heard footsteps, and after a slight stun, he saw that the bathroom door was suddenly pulled open.

Amidst the fog, Xu Changan saw Yun Qian walk in.

Chapter end