Lan Yile's biological clock is still very accurate, even if she changes places, she still follows it strictly, as soon as five o'clock arrives, she wakes up on time, looks out the window, and the sky is slightly bright.

Lan Yile, who woke up, felt a little out of breath, and her whole body was still a little sore, she looked at herself, like a small sapling entangled in silk flowers, and the whole person was lying in Shen Junzhu's arms.

Shen Junzhu wrapped his hands around her shoulders, hugged her tightly in his arms, put one leg on her legs, and leaned her towards him as much as possible.

Lan Yile felt that he was about to be squashed, and pouted, although he was a little uncomfortable because he hadn't moved for too long, he didn't have the slightest idea of getting rid of it.

She enjoyed the feeling of being hugged tightly, sweet to her heart, and couldn't help but grin.

She secretly rejoiced for a while and then raised her head slightly, and slowly moved back a little bit, so that she could clearly see Shen Junzhu's face, the lights were dim last night, and she hadn't taken a good look at Shen Junzhu who had taken off the mask.

She stretched out her hand and gently traced Shen Junzhu's eyebrows, which were the most beautiful eyebrows she had ever seen, neither thick nor slender, just the right length, neither looking rough nor seductive.

Shen Junzhu's eyelashes are so long, much longer than her own, she is a little envious, jealous and hateful. Her fingers gently brushed her eyelashes, causing Shen Junzhu's eyes to move twice, she hurriedly stopped, afraid of waking Shen Junzhu up, her beads rarely slept so well, she wanted him to sleep more, but she didn't want to wake him up so soon.

Lan Yile waited quietly for a while, and found that Shen Junzhu showed no signs of waking up, so he started to go out again.

She caressed Shen Junzhu's white face with her hand, wearing a mask all the year round, Shen Junzhu's skin is rare to see light, it is much whiter than ordinary people, and it is delicate and smooth, and it can be broken by blowing, Lan Yile was fiercely jealous again, a man's skin is better than her and a girl, so how can she be embarrassed.

In the end, Lan Yile's eyes focused on the mutilated half of Shen Junzhu's face, and she couldn't help but sigh secretly, if she wasn't disfigured, what a peerless person her beads would be.

However, she thought that even if she was disfigured, like the statue of Venus, there was a kind of touching and incomplete beauty, which made her heart move even more, and made her want to give him all tenderness and all love.

Little by little, she gently touched the mutilated beauty, as if she were treating a rare treasure, she couldn't put it down, full of tenderness, full of cherishment.

Shen Junzhu actually woke up when Lan Yile touched his eyelashes, but after a ridiculous last night, and his mutilated face was completely exposed in front of Lan Yile at this moment, he really didn't know how to face Lan Yile if he woke up, he hadn't adjusted his mood yet.

Just as he was thinking about how to organize his language, he felt Lan Yile's feather-like caressing, and it was still the mutilated half of his face! That caressing, even if he closed his eyes, he could clearly feel the full pity from Lan Yile.

In an instant, a warm current emerged from his heart, warmly surrounding his heart, and bubbles of joy bubbled out one by one.

At this moment, he seems to be a little sure, she really doesn't dislike her appearance, she doesn't dislike her ugliness, she really cherishes herself, she really faces herself unreservedly, and she treats herself wholeheartedly, it's really the joy of the world!

Lan Yile watched the sky getting brighter and brighter outside the window, knowing that it was not early, and she had to give Shen Junzhun today's breakfast after practicing boxing.

Reluctantly but had to get up, she kissed Shen Junzhu's moist lips and imperfect face lightly, then took Shen Junzhu's hands and legs, gently withdrew from his arms, and then helped Shen Junzhu fold the quilt, got out of bed, and poured out the cold water.

Shen Junzhu, who was pretending to sleep, did not call out to Lan Yile, but quietly opened his eyes after Lan Yile turned around, and his eyes were glued to her back with love, until he couldn't see it and didn't want to take it back for a long time.

The relaxation and pleasure that had not been seen for a long time made Shen Junzhu couldn't help but bloom with the brightest smile, and a smile fell into the city.

He retracted his affectionate gaze and looked out the window, the sky was already a little bright, but for the first time he had no intention of getting up, watching the willow branches fluttering in the breeze outside the window, listening to the crisp call of the birds, he actually fell asleep again, and slept until dawn.

Lan Yile got up and found a place where no one was there to punch twice as usual, boxing today, she found that there would be a hot flow gushing out of the dantian, as her movements ran through the whole body, there would be a warm feeling all over the body, and finally the hot flow returned to the dantian after the momentum was closed, which was not seen before.

Lan Yile tried to run the heat flow, and found that it could be controlled, so she gathered it in her hand, and then punched violently, and a white light then appeared and hit a corner of the courtyard, at that moment it seemed that something had hit, Lan Yile was startled, but if she looked closely, she didn't leave anything.

Although she was a little surprised, she didn't see anything after watching it a few times, so forget it, she still has to make egg and bean dregs cake for Shen Junzhu today, and she really doesn't have time to spend it here.

Lan Yile then turned around and walked towards the kitchen, but she didn't know that behind her were a few shivering imps.

Shen Mansion is a hundred-year-old mansion, and there are few people living there, and the popularity is insufficient, and some places will be heavy, and it is a place where lonely souls and wild ghosts are focused.

After Lan Bao came, these lonely souls and wild ghosts could not appear near Shen Junzhu, so they could only concentrate in the small courtyard in front of the ancestral hall where the yin qi was the heaviest.

As a result, one of the unlucky ghosts was destroyed with one palm, and the other few were so frightened that they didn't dare to move for a long time, and they didn't react until Lan Yile left for a long time, and they all ran away with a swish.

The subordinates working in the Shen Mansion instantly felt that the temperature seemed to be a little strange, looked up and looked around, but did not find anything and lowered their heads to continue their work.

Lan Yile came to the kitchen and saw that Mama Luo had already bought the soy milk and was washing the apples, and when she saw Lan Yile coming, she immediately greeted her.

"Le'er, oh, this is the tofu dregs you want, I just tasted it, it's very astringent, can you eat it?"

Mama Luo looked at Lan Yile suspiciously, and handed the tofu residue to Lan Yile.

"You can eat it, look at me."

She immediately rolled up her sleeves, took out a basin, poured a little tofu dregs into it, beat three eggs, and asked for a handful of cooked peanuts, crushed them and put them in, then added some flour, sugar and various seasonings and mixed well, and finally added some chopped meat foam, a little chopped leeks and mixed well, and finally fried into a golden cake, fragrant, Mama Luo, Ping'er's eyes widened.

Ping'er, who helped to light the fire, tasted it and praised it, but she didn't expect the humble tofu residue to be so delicious to make cakes, and there were more fried ones, so Lan Yile left some for Mama Luo and Ping'er.

Lan Yile quickly shredded the lettuce and mixed it cold, and the action was done in one go.

Mama Luo's eyes were a little moist when she saw it, and she was happy for Shen Junzhu, finally someone took care of him, so that even if she was a hundred years later, she didn't have to worry about the young master being taken care of, she secretly wiped her eyes while people were not paying attention, and returned to normal.

"Okay, I'll take Zhuzhu's breakfast away, Mama, you can eat it while it's hot! I'm leaving. ”

Lan Yile took breakfast and explained to Ping'er Luo's grandmother and left.

Shen Junzhu hadn't woken up when Lan Yile came over, she didn't wake him up after thinking about it, thinking that it wasn't too late, and she could let him sleep again, so she tidied up his clothes for him, and Shen Junzhu woke up after a while, and he could wear them directly.

After a while, Shen Junzhu woke up, and after getting dressed and getting out of bed, Lan Yile volunteered to help him tie his hair.

Lan Yile originally thought that she must be in a hurry for the first time, but as soon as she touched Shen Junzhu's long black hair with a few strands of purple, she had a very familiar feeling, and she naturally moved without thinking about it, as if she had done this action many times, and she couldn't be more familiar.

"Zhuzhu, haven't we been together for a long time before? This hair, the movement of this bundle of hair, and even the white hosta give me a very familiar feeling, so strange!"

Lan Yile said softly while restraining himself.

"Well...... I think so." Of course, Shen Junzhu knew that her familiarity came from Huahua.

In the Wuxu world, in the days after his transformation, she tied his hair and untied his hair every day, which was naturally familiar.

In Shen Junzhu's mind, a woman in a blue dress appeared, her head bowed, her face like a peach blossom, concentrating on tying the hair of a man in purple clothes, how beautiful that scene was!

After washing, Shen Junzhu habitually wanted to wear a mask, but was directly stopped by Lan Yile.

"Don't bring it, let's not bring anything uncomfortable, let's go, wash up and have breakfast."

After Lan Yile finished speaking, he couldn't help but say something, and directly pulled Shen Junzhu out of the bedroom.

"Today's breakfast was hearty!" Shen Junzhu looked at the breakfast on the table and said, in the past, his breakfast was always rice porridge and a plate of side dishes.

"This is a nutritious breakfast, supplement calcium, protein and vitamins or something, which is helpful for your osteoporosis, oh, this is soy milk, this is okara egg cake, this is cold lettuce, this is half an apple, I have listed your recipe yesterday, and it will be strictly implemented in the future, good, you have to cooperate! Which one is not delicious, you tell me, and I will improve it!"

Lan Yile patted Shen Junzhu's head affectionately, and then picked up his own soy milk and drank it.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Shen Junzhu smiled, touched Lan Yile's head affectionately and said.

Shen Junzhu naturally won't and doesn't want to brush off Lan Yile's kindness, it's rare for someone to care so much about himself, it's always good to arrange for himself, maybe his days are running out, such a sweet day may be one less day, he doesn't want to miss any moment, he can enjoy it as much as possible, maybe this will be the best time in his heart.

After the two happily finished breakfast, Shen Junzhu cooperated with Lan Yile to complete the exercise plan she requested.

Lan Yile has a very strong self-discipline, under her strict supervision, Shen Junzhu's body is getting better and better day by day, he used to have back pain when he sat for more than half an hour, but now he can sit for an hour or two without any problems, but the most obvious manifestation is that Shen Junzhu is a lot more sunny.

Shen Junzhu can already walk freely in the courtyard without a mask, and the aura around him is also activated by the addition of Lan Yile.

He laughed more times a day than he had in the previous year, and his painting style changed from gloomy landscapes to close-ups of characters, and of course the protagonist was Lan Yile. There is Lan Yile who sleeps, Lan Yile who eats, Lan Yile who ties his hair for him, Lan Yile who teases cats, in short, whenever he is interested, he will draw a picture of Lan Yile, every time he finishes painting, Lan Yile is dried one by one like a treasure, and she is not the only one in each one, so she has to let Shen Junzhu add himself to it.