married as husband and wife, love is not doubtful. I wish to win the hearts of one person, and the white heads are inseparable.

This ancient poem tells how many loving couples in the world, the loving scene of love and affection, and how many single dogs in this world are abused and cried.

It can be described as a few joys, a few sorrows, a few searches, and a few looking at each other.

Don't regret who you met, in this world, what you can meet is lucky.

Some people have searched for it, exhausted their lives, and still can't get that marriage.

Fate, like the summer flowers, spring flowers, the vast sea of people, the right time, meet the right person, the soul attracts, the emotional resonance, quickly rub out the spark of love, such as the high mountains and rivers meet the bosom friend, the spring meets the snow, and from then on live a happy life.

Mo Yao, the new elder of Yaomen, and her husband Jun don't know each other, Nangong Yurou and Qiao Chuya, Jiangnan and Yunmeng Fairy of Emei Mountain Xianmen, Yunyin and Linglong, Feng Chengcheng and Mingyue, are undoubtedly the lucky part of all living beings.

The new hall of the elders of Yaomen is located at the top of Yaomen Mountain, a three-in, three-out hall between the bamboo forests behind.

Because the original Elder's Hall was razed to the ground in a mysterious explosion, therefore, after Mo Yao was appointed as the new elder of the Medicine Gate, she chose this palace as the Elder's Hall.

This hall has a huge space and a huge courtyard, which is suitable for two little milk babies Feng Shaohua and Feng Shaoyan to play.

The two children are more than three years old, it is the time to jump up and down, naughty and mischievous, the two jump from the front to the back every day, and from the back to the front, like the lively little butterfly, the two have a lot of fun.

At the beginning of the day, the sunset fills the sky. Lights loomed in the courtyards of Yaomen Mountain, where smoke curled and some disciples began to make fires and prepare dinner.

All the elders' doors have their own large dining hall in the morning and noon where they can eat, but in the evening, they do not serve dinner.

However, some disciples who have cultivated to a low level, or some disciples who have families, still like to cook something delicious at night.

This is because food will make people feel satisfied and happy, even if they are immortal cultivators.

In the side hall of the main hall of Yaomen, there is a big square table, in front of the square table, there are two three or four years old, carved like jade, fleshy little milk babies, these two little milk babies are a pair of twin daughters of Feng Buzhi and Mo Yao, Shaohua and Shaoyan.

Two cute little milk babies, four big eyes staring tightly, and the kitchen connected to the side hall, the kitchen exudes an attractive fragrance, and a burst of strong fragrance wafts out, making the two little milk babies salivate.

Behind the two little milk babies, there is a young girl, who is smiling and responsible for taking care of the two little milk babies.

Shao Yan swallowed her saliva, looked at the girl with a pair of big shining eyes, and asked again: "Sister Qingyang, when will dinner be good, I'm almost hungry for lentils." “

Shaohua wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and comforted: "Sister, don't worry, my father and mother should be ready soon." “

Qing Yang touched the little heads of the two little guys and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I went to see it just now, and it will be fine in a while." “

Qingyang had gone to the kitchen to see it, but she was embarrassed to stay there.

Because, when she stays in the kitchen, she always feels that she is too redundant, like a big lantern, shining on the love of others.

Therefore, Qing Yang just glanced at the progress of cooking and sneaked out.

At this time, I don't know my wife Mo Yao, who is happily busy in the kitchen.

Their immortal cultivation has already reached the realm of not eating the valley.

However, they don't eat, and the two little milk babies are at the age of growing their bodies, and it is the time when they have a strong interest in various delicacies and need various foods to supplement their body needs.

Therefore, every evening,

When I don't know and Mo Yao, they will roll up their sleeves and cook in person, and they will cook all kinds of delicacies for the two little milk babies with enthusiasm and dedication, and the two of them can be said to be happy.

These rough jobs could have been handed over to the disciples of the Medicine Sect, but the two insisted on doing it themselves and enjoyed it.

In the kitchen, a stunningly beautiful young woman stood in front of the stove, holding a wooden shovel in her hand, stir-frying the dishes in the pot.

But seeing her apricot eyes sparkling, she was so beautiful that she was touching. The skin is supple and crystalline, and the delicate face is radiant. The waist is slender and the figure is tall. The front is convex and backward, exquisite, and the girlish atmosphere has a gentle maternal luster.

The beautiful young woman is full of heroism, still with the delicate and sweet of a girl, with a seductive charm in the delicate happiness, and her whole body seems to be covered with a soft halo.

Behind the beautiful young woman, there is a tall and straight husband, who doesn't know her.

The two of them were close to each other one after the other, and they were close to each other at zero distance, and the ambiguous posture made anyone feel embarrassed when they saw it, no wonder Qing Yang was reluctant to stay in the kitchen.

If Qing Yang stays in the kitchen, won't she become a super big lantern?

I don't know that my left hand holds the beauty's slender waist, and my right hand holds the beauty's slender jade hand, which is as beautiful as an orchid, and the speed of the shovel teaches her to stir-fry the dishes in the pot.

At this time in the pot, a bamboo shoot roasted bacon is being fried, the bacon is steaming, the hot oil is overflowing, rolling happily in the pot, exuding an attractive aroma, no wonder the two little milk babies smell the fragrance of the vegetables, salivate, salivation, saliva all over the ground.

On the stove, a sweet and sour plum stewed pork ribs, a green vegetable, an egg soup, and a jar of stewed rice have already been prepared, and the aroma is bubbling up.

The beautiful young woman turned her head sideways, a pair of beautiful apricot eyes with affection, smiling at the man beside her, with a happy and playful look on her delicate face, pouting, and coquettishly: "Husband, look, can it be served?" ”

The beautiful young woman turned around, and the faces of the two were almost together.

When I didn't know how to smell the faint body fragrance on the beautiful young woman's body, I couldn't help but kiss the red little mouth, rubbed her little head with my big head, and whispered in her ear: "The lady said yes, then it is good, and the husband listens to the lady." ”

The beautiful young woman said coquettishly: "Oh, is it going to be filled or not?" ”

Feng Buzhi chuckled and said, "Then put it up." After speaking, he took the pottery plate prepared on the side, held the orchid-like jade hand of the beautiful young woman, and put the dishes in the pot on the plate.

The beautiful young woman lowered her head and sniffed the dishes on the plate, her pretty face showed an intoxicated expression, and she said in surprise: "Well, it's so fragrant, Yan'er and Hua'er love this dish the most, and the husband's craftsmanship is awesome." ”

Feng Buzhi hugged the slender waist of the beautiful young woman from behind, looked at the delicate face of the beautiful young woman stupidly, and sighed: "Being a husband is not just a handicraft...... It's really fragrant, and tonight, I must eat it well to satisfy my cravings. ”

The beautiful young woman was stunned, her pretty face suddenly blushed, and she said coquettishly: "This big villain." ”

Feng Buzhi stretched out his hand, touched her head dotingly, and chuckled: "For the meaning of the husband, the lady must understand, we really have a heart." Lady, hurry up to my bowl and let her husband eat a bite to satisfy his hunger. ”

The beautiful young woman stomped her little feet coquettishly, gave him a fierce look, and said coquettishly: "Hmph, ignore it." ”

The beautiful young woman is as charming as silk, with infinite charm, intoxicating fragrance, lovely and heartfelt.

If the disciples of the Medicine Gate knew that Mo Yao, the elder of the Medicine Gate who was vigorous and resolute in managing the Medicine Gate, was so cute and cute in front of the unknown, and he would definitely be shocked by his jaws.

After all, when Mo Yao was in the Immortal Cultivation Academy before, she was an out-and-out female man, known as "Mo Ye".

However, since Mo Yao married Feng Buzhi

, was held in the palm of his hand like a baby, and the female man "Mo Ye" immediately became a soft, little woman, and gentle mother Yao'er.

It can be seen that after a woman gets married, she will definitely change.

As for whether it gets better or worse, it has to do with the person who marries.

Some women marry husbands who don't understand amorous and rude, and their husbands take concubines to steal fish, and women wash their faces with tears every day, like withered flowers, quickly withering and growing old.

And some women are married to love and happiness, and are treated as a treasure in the palm of their husbands, and their lives are moist and their husbands and wives are harmonious, and they will be more delicate and lovely, and their happiness is infinite.

Mo Yao definitely belongs to the latter, married to happiness and love, and her life is delicious, more and more moisturized, and the happier she is.

Feng didn't know how to pinch her buttocks, and said charmingly: "This abrasive little goblin, remember to wash your white tonight, wait for your husband!"

The beautiful young woman had a shy face and a pink face, took the dishes, walked to the side hall of the meal, and shouted softly in her mouth: "Baby, the meal is ready, it's time to eat!" ”

Feng didn't know that he also carried a bowl of vegetables, walked out with a spring breeze on his face, and shouted softly: "Baby, eat." ”

Qing Yang trotted into the kitchen, helped bring the rice up, took out a few plates and chopsticks, and laid them out one by one in front of Shaohua and Shao Yan.

Shao Yan and Shao Hua looked at the fragrant meal brought out by their mother and father, and their little faces finally showed a cheerful smile, and the two cheered:

"It's time to eat!"

"It's time to eat!"

"It smells so good!"

"If you don't come again, Yan'er will be hungry!"

Shao Yan pounced, hugged Feng Buzhi's neck, kissed him on the face, and cheered: "Thank you father, thank you mother, Yan'er loves her father and mother the most." ”

Shaohua was a little reserved, stood up, arched his hand at Feng Buzhi and Mo Yao, and said, "Thank you father and mother, you have worked hard." ”

With a happy smile on his face, he said softly: "The children are so good, let's eat quickly." ”

Shaohua and Shaoyan sat down, picked up the chopsticks, let go of their belly, and ate with a whin. The two of them had bulging mouths, and the corners of their mouths were full of oil, and they ate so happily.

Shaohua sensibly sandwiched a chopstick dish for Shao Yan and said, "Sister, don't worry, eat slowly." ”

Feng Buzhi gently hugged his mother Mo Yao, and the two looked at the two little milk babies, gobbling up and eating sweet and delicious, with happy smiles on their faces.

The two looked at each other affectionately and smiled, at this time silence is better than sound, and all happiness is in words.

In this world, there are many happy people, and everyone has their own happiness.

There are many unfortunate people, and everyone has their own misfortunes.

Many people, with the pursuit of fame and status as the ultimate goal, love the country but not the beauty, can be brothers against each other, father and son cannibalism, the organs are exhausted, maybe in the end, all they get is the cold mountains of gold and silver, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and there is no confidant and intimate person.

And there are many people who think that plain and plain is true, and the true meaning of feelings is that the wife and children are hot on the kang, and they have the rest of their lives, and they are the greatest happiness in this life.

It was late at night, and the two little milk babies fell asleep, making even breathing sounds, and an innocent smile appeared on their pink little faces.

Lying on the bed comfortably, looking at the beautiful young woman who walked slowly, his eyes suddenly lit up, bursting with a hot and intoxicating light.

But seeing that the beautiful young woman had just finished bathing, with her hair scattered all over her head, and only wearing a translucent loose nightgown, her skin was like clotted fat, her face was like a peach blossom, her eyes were like silk, her fragrance was overflowing, and her style was full of style.

As she walked step by step, the nightgown loomed, and the snow peaks trembled, so beautiful that people couldn't extricate themselves.

When I didn't know it, I suddenly felt that my mouth was dry and my body was hot, so I patted the position next to me and said with extreme charm: "Lady, it's so beautiful, come to the bowl for your husband......"