Chapter 639 - 488: Shenxiao Association

Underground chamber.

Sun Youwei arrived, and Situ Wan could only hide here for intensive cultivation. Of course, with her current appearance, Sun Youwei wouldn’t recognize her.

Even if she went out, it wouldn’t matter much.

But her appearance would definitely draw attention, and she wasn’t willing to face Sun Youwei now. Initially, she came to persuade him to return to the sect, but ended up convincing herself to stay.

This little man is just too overbearing.

And his stamina, truly so enduring, no wonder Sun Youwei wasn’t jealous at all despite him having many women.

If it were her, she couldn’t handle it either, how could one person manage without sharing with a few sisters?

Situ Wan spat at herself inwardly, how could she have such wild thoughts?

With her power restored, she naturally became sharp-eyed and sharp-eared.

Footsteps?

It’s him; these footsteps, she’s already familiar with them. In fact, he could totally prevent her from knowing he came.

Obviously, he’s letting her know he’s here.

Situ Wan hurriedly got down from the bed, stepped quickly to the dressing table, nervously facing the bronze mirror, tidying her makeup.

This was completely an unconscious reaction; even Situ Wan herself didn’t realize she started caring about her image before Lin Miao.

Previously, she never considered this at all.

The light is on.

Indicates someone is here.

Lin Miao directly twisted the mechanism to open the door and entered.

Seeing Situ Wan sitting at the dressing table, her smooth, delicate face was reflected on it, truly like a freshly peeled egg.

A thirty-six-year-old woman, yet with such good skin, is indeed rare. Saying she’s only twenty, some might believe it.

Some people naturally don’t age.

Speaking of people like Situ Wan.

Lin Miao brought food along.

"You used to always cook for me; today I cooked a bowl for you. Come and taste it." Lin Miao placed the food box on the table and said.

Women, always need some coaxing; as long as you let them feel a place in your heart, they naturally take it sweetly.

Of course, this isn’t any "PUA" tactic; Lin Miao is genuine. Situ Wan became his woman, so naturally, he needs to offer care and affection.

If it was initially a mistake, but as the mistake continued, they must follow the regular process.

"You made it for me?" Situ Wan was slightly surprised, feeling a touch of emotion. She knew the little man’s culinary skills were good; her own culinary skills were likewise trained by him. Recalling when he taught her to cook, there was some physical interaction, but back then, she bore the "Luu Wan" face, naturally having no improper thoughts.

But they indeed had "hand-in-hand" moments before.

Now recalling, there’s even a bit of "sweetness." Situ Wan feels she’s "possessed"; how can matters connect to that aspect now?

"Taste it." Lin Miao opened the food box, presenting a bowl of stuffed dumplings.

"Stuffed dumplings?" Situ Wan said with slight disappointment, thinking there’s nothing special about that. She makes a wide variety of stuffed dumplings better than blue already.

But Situ Wan sat down, picked up a spoon, scooping one into her mouth, lightly biting, instantly a fresh savory taste filled her entire mouth, accompanied by a wild vegetable flavor, it’s shepherd’s purse!

Her culinary skills could elevate her to head chef, naturally making her taste it right away; the dumplings wrapped with shepherd’s purse and meat.

Shouldn’t dumplings be sweet?

Why does this "savory" stuffed dumpling taste so good, wrapped with "shepherd’s purse," a wild vegetable poor families use to stave off hunger, during times of scarcity it’s a boon.

Rich people never eat this, because it’s astringent and has a unique taste.

How come today’s "shepherd’s purse" has a distinct flavor, could it be she’s eaten fake "shepherd’s purse" before?

One bite, two bites...

Situ Wan continued without speaking, inhaling eight dumplings quickly; though martial artists have strong digestion, eating sticky food in excess is not good, especially at night.

"Why are you staring at me?" Situ Wan lifted her eyes, discovered Lin Miao was outright gazing at her.

"You ate all of it, not saving some for me?"

"Wasn’t it made for me? You didn’t only make this bowl, did you?" Situ Wan smiled mischievously.

"Of course not, but this is the last one."

"Then what should we do, I ate it?"

"You ate dumplings, I eat you, perfect." Lin Miao chuckled, reaching to hook Situ Wan’s chin.

"You, what are you saying..." Situ Wan felt flustered, a feeling she never had before, her heart struck as if by an electric current.

This damned feeling, could it be the aftermath of "Qingsi," no wonder sect scrolls are always obscure regarding this!

Having not eaten meat for days, Lin Miao indeed had some thoughts; Situ Wan can rapidly restore and enhance her abilities only through dual cultivation with him.

Being the fortunate one who’s gained greatly, he naturally needs to put in wholeheartedly; if not for the "plague," they should have been passionately entwined earlier.

"Wan’Er, unexpected, at your age, still so beautiful." His fingertip grazed her cheek.

"Are you disliking me for being old?" Mist rose in Situ Wan’s bright eyes.

"If I disliked it, I wouldn’t have come."

"You just crave novelty, eventually feeling bored would stop coming."

"You even understand this, who taught you?"