However, Xiao Yuchen really thought too much......

The soul comes from the modern wind, and in the subconscious, there is no such thing as male and female defense. Moreover, I feel that I am so familiar with Xiao Yuchen, isn't it just lying on the same bed to cultivate, and nothing will happen. Besides, he is only eight years old, he is only fourteen, and they are all children, isn't it a thing at all!

Seeing Xiao Yuchen standing still, Feng Qianyan yawned and urged: "Hurry up!

"Good. The corners of Xiao Yuchen's lips hooked slightly, and he lay on the outside of the bed.

Feng Qianyan was in a daze and found a comfortable position, because he had to hold Xiao Yuchen's hand to double cultivate, so he couldn't sleep with the quilt facing the other side. However, it was very uncomfortable to hold Xiao Yuchen's hand and hold the quilt again. In the end, Feng Tianyan gave up the quilt and hugged Xiao Yuchen's arm directly, which was satisfied. The divine consciousness entered the spiritual ruins and began to cultivate.

Glancing sideways at the girl holding her arm, Xiao Yuchen smiled helplessly: This girl ......

Sensing the rich aura coming from the tightly held hands, he hurriedly closed his eyes and cultivated.

When the sky was bright, Xiao Yuchen woke up the wind and poured his face. The two returned to Fengqi Courtyard together, and after breakfast, Xiao Yuchen left.

After bathing, Feng Qianyan took another nap, and his divine sense entered the spirit ruins to refine some elixirs. The tiredness was finally relieved, and he opened the door of the boudoir refreshed and full of energy.

"Cui'er?" As soon as the door opened, I saw Cui'er standing at the door.

"Miss. Miss Biao came here just now, and when she saw that Miss was resting, she went to the bamboo forest to cultivate. Let the slave give this to you. Cui'er handed over an envelope.

"Hmm. Got it. Feng Qianyan took it and put it away directly, but did not open it, guessing in his heart that it should probably be the letter that the eldest aunt replied to him. Seeing that Cui'er was still standing, she asked, "Is there anything else?"

"No, it's fine. Cui'er lowered her head and hesitated.

"Huh, Cui'er, why are your eyes so red?" Feng tilted his face, tilted his head, and looked up from below.

"Miss, the slave has retired. Cui'er lowered her head and lowered her head, and she was about to leave.

"Wait!" Feng Qianyan reached out and grabbed Cui'er's arm, "Haven't slept all night?"

"Hmm......" Cui'er nodded slightly, "The slave is worried about Miss'......"

"So you waited all night?" Feng Qian frowned, this stupid Cui'er......

Cui'er bowed her head and was silent, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

"I don't need you to serve today, go to sleep!"

"Miss, it's okay to be a slave!" Cui'er quickly raised her face and shook her head.

"Now, immediately, immediately!" Feng Tianyan's little face turned cold, "Otherwise, I will send you to the palace next door!"

"Miss~~!" Cui'er heard that her young lady was scaring herself with this trick again, and immediately coaxed, "Isn't it possible for the slave to go to sleep? ”

Feng smugly hooked the corners of his lips and cast a "this is pretty much the same" look at Cui'er.

Cui'er sighed helplessly, shook her head and went to the side room to call Xia Ling out.

Feng Qianyan was about to turn around and go back to the room, but at a glance she caught a glimpse of Cui'er sneaking towards the small kitchen. Leaning sideways against the door, he folded his arms and watched with amusement. At the moment when Cui'er's foot just stepped into the threshold of the small kitchen, Feng Qiyan shouted: "Cui'er!"

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