Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married

"Okay, okay, let me out!"

"Sister Ying'er just gave birth and needs to lie down and rest for a while, so don't hang around here!"

Seeing that the time was almost up, Wen Zhiyun started to chase people away.

She looks like Song Huaying's mother, and she cares about Song Huaying very much.

In the end, Chen An and Gu Xinyue were kicked out of the room by Du Wen Zhiyun, leaving her alone in the room to take care of Song Huaying's mother and daughter.

After taking care of some nursing work.

Not long.

Wen Zhiyun also came out of the room.

She pulled Gu Xinyue aside, taught Gu Xinyue some basic nursing skills, and asked Gu Xinyue to help take care of Song Huaying's mother and daughter while she was practicing.

Seeing this, Chen An went up and said, "Young Taoist Wen, teach me too."

"hehe!"

Wen Zhiyun sneered twice, rolled her eyes at him, turned around and went back to practice in her room.

This menopausal beauty is too arrogant.

Chen An decided to teach her a lesson.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Friend Wen, open the door, I have something to tell you."

"Crack—"

Wen Zhiyun opened the door, frowned and said:

"What's up?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly wanted to come and knock on your door."

As Chen An thought about it, he quietly cast a sleep aid on Wen Zhiyun in front of him.

I want to see if this spell can work on a monk who is at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Wen Zhiyun didn't realize that Chen An had used the sleep aid technique at all. Hearing that Chen An said that he wanted to come and knock on her door, he rolled his eyes and said:

"There's something wrong!"

After finishing speaking, we must close the door to practice.

But just when she put her hand on the door, a sudden feeling of drowsiness swept over her body in an instant, making her yawn again and again so sleepy.

So sleepy that he didn't even bother to close the door, he staggered all the way to the edge of the bed and lay down, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

"Fall asleep now?"

Seeing Wen Zhiyun fall asleep in seconds, Chen An was startled.

He never expected that his sleep aid technique would be so effective that he could easily knock down a monk at the eighth level of qi refining.

The power of this sleep aid far exceeds that of Goldfinger.

It is so strong that even if he encounters a monk in the late stage of Qi refining one day, it is completely worthwhile.

There is no need to make the opponent fall asleep, just let the opponent take a nap, and you can kill the opponent with a single blow.

"Not to mention, this beautiful menopausal woman looks very charming when she is asleep."

Chen An looked at Wen Zhiyun who was sleeping deeply on the bed in the room, and felt a burst of pleasure in his heart.

"It's not good to sleep on the bed in dirty clothes. I have to help her change into pajamas."

Thinking, he went in.

"Whether a man or a woman can kiss each other, let's say goodbye."

Thinking, he came out.

"At least take off your shoes?"

Thinking, he went in again.

"Forget it, help her take off her shoes, if she wakes up and finds out, I'm afraid there will be a fuss."

Thinking, he came out again.

Just like that, Chen An frantically moved in and out in front of Wen Zhiyun, and his thinking became knotted.

"Husband?"

Gu Xinyue happened to pass by, and she couldn't help feeling puzzled when she saw her husband coming out of Wen Zhiyun's room.

You know, these two are enemies.

Once they come into contact with each other, there will be conflicts and frictions at every turn.

One kept contradicting each other, the other rolled his eyes crazily, neither of them convinced the other.

With such a relationship, would Sister Wen be willing to let her husband into her room?

Gu Xinyue couldn't understand it.

Chen An knew she was confused, but he didn't think about explaining anything to her, but stepped forward and said:

"Yue'er, come to the room with my husband."

"Um."

Gu Xinyue followed obediently.

After entering the room, she thought that her husband was going to have sex with her, but he didn't do anything, so he kept asking her if she was sleepy and if she wanted to sleep.

"Husband, I'm a little sleepy now, and I want to sleep a little, but it's not to the point where I have to sleep."

Gu Xinyue shook her head for the eighteenth time.

She wanted to sleep with her husband after having sex, but he kept asking the same question, which made her feel very depressed.

As everyone knows, she is depressed, and Chen An is even more depressed.

This "sleep aid", which can instantly work on a Qi-refining eighth-level monk, is so weak when it is put on the ice slag concubine who only has one level of Qi-refining?

This is unreasonable.

Wait, could it be because of Bingzhazi's concubine's strong spiritual sense?

Not right either.

No matter how powerful Bingzhazi's concubine's spiritual consciousness is, she can only reach the level of a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining, and it is impossible to be stronger than a monk in the late stage of Qi refining.

From this point of view, it seems that there is only one possibility.

That is - Wen Zhiyun's consciousness is extremely weak!

In order to verify this conjecture.

After Wen Zhiyun woke up, Chen An specially brought an illusion talisman that he bought at Baibaohang last time.

The grade of this illusion talisman is not high.

Only first-order intermediate.

At most, it can work on mid-stage Qi refining monks.

However, it was such a low-level talisman paper that had a great effect on Wen Zhiyun!

I saw Wen Zhiyun, who was under illusion, huddled in a corner and shivered, covering her head with her hands and begging:

"Father, I was wrong, don't hit me."

"I dare not again."

"I really don't dare, don't hit me."

"Woo woo woo..."

While talking, Wen Zhiyun suddenly cried out with fear.

Seeing such a scene, Chen An was surprised.

He knew that Wen Zhiyun's childhood might be unfortunate, but he didn't expect it to be so unfortunate.

There was a sudden burst of mixed feelings in my heart.

He didn't look any further, closed the door for Wen Zhiyun and left.

Not long.

Wen Zhiyun came out of the illusion.

Seeing that she was crying with tears all over her face, she realized something instantly, and immediately got up angrily and went to question Chen An.

But Chen An kept pretending to be stupid, saying that he didn't understand what she was saying.

Wen Zhiyun didn't believe it, and continued to question.

But Chen An has a thick skin and never admits it.

Wen Zhiyun had nothing to do with him, so she had to give up for the time being, but she remembered this in her heart.

in the following days.

Chen An became much more diligent than before.

Except for the daily alchemy to make money, the rest of the time was devoted to Song Huaying's mother and daughter.

Especially daughter Chen Yuejian.

Whether it's shitting or peeing, it's all done by him.

As a new father, he is very passionate about doing these things related to his daughter.

He wants to witness every moment of his daughter's growth.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed.

Daughter Chen Yuejian's skin is finally no longer as dry as when she was born.

It has become a lot rounder.

Stretch out your fingers and poke it lightly, you can clearly feel the elasticity of the flesh.

Wen Zhiyun still remembered that day when she huddled in a corner and cried, seeing Chen An teasing Chen Yuejian who was already asleep, she immediately cursed with vengeance:

"I said, is there something wrong with you?"

"Your daughter is asleep, what are you still teasing her for?"

"Happy to wake her up?"

Originally, Chen Yuejian was sleeping soundly, but Wen Zhiyun's sudden scolding woke her up.

Suddenly, there was a burst of crying in the room.

"Whoa... whoa... whoa!"

Seeing this, Wen Zhiyun immediately picked up Chen Yuejian and gently rocked her skillfully to make her fall asleep, trying to make up for her mistakes.

However, Chen Yue saw that she was crying so loudly that she couldn't sleep no matter how much she coaxed her.

Song Huaying said helplessly: "Sister Wen, let me coax you. It's time for you to meditate soon, so don't delay."

"It's okay, I'll be able to put our Yuejian to sleep soon."

Wen Zhiyun said with a strong self-esteem.

Song Huaying's parenting knowledge was taught by her, and now that the child was made to cry by her, she had to coax the child herself, otherwise she would feel very humiliated.

Unfortunately, Chen Yuejian did not cooperate with her.

Just kept crying.

There is even a tendency to cry louder and louder.

Wen Zhiyun was in a hurry.

Chen An couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward and said: "I said, can you stop shaking, if you shake it again, my daughter will vomit, let me do it."

"I'm about to put her to sleep, don't make trouble for me!"

"Bring it to you!"

Chen An didn't bother to talk to her, and directly hugged her daughter Chen Yuejian from her arms.

Then he sent a sleep aid to his daughter.

The next second, Chen Yuejian, who was still crying, suddenly became quiet and fell asleep with a sweet face.

Song Huaying was extremely surprised, how could her husband be so good at putting the child to sleep?

Wen Zhiyun, on the other hand, looked skeptical about life. She has delivered babies by her mother's side for many years. She has seen all kinds of difficult babies, and her experience in raising children is far superior to that of her peers. Why is she not as good as a man who is just a new father?

Chen An ignored the strangeness on the faces of the two women, but looked at the reminder message in front of him.

[If you let your daughter Chen Yuejian fall asleep peacefully, the proficiency in sleep aids will be +1. 】

【Sleep Aids: Getting Started (6/100)】

Only by putting your daughter to sleep can you improve your proficiency.

The promotion conditions are too harsh.

It seems that this spell can only be improved by chance.

After thinking about it, Chen An turned and left the room.

These days, all her thoughts were on Song Huaying's mother and daughter, as if she had neglected Bingzizi's little concubine.

It takes time to make it up to her.

Not much, just one day.

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