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131: Chapter 130 Yun Yun’s ThoughtsLady Chen Xianer felt the scorching heat behind her, like flowing molten lava, causing a surge of agitation in her heart. Her cheeks were instantly stained with a vivid crimson color. She was incredibly shy, and the voice that escaped her lips was like the faint buzzing of a mosquito.

”Chen Yang, you... will you be uncomfortable like this? How about you do it instead? I can manage.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the arms Chen Yang had wrapped around her seemed to be struck by an electric current, stiffening abruptly. But in the blink of an eye, like a spring breeze brushing over solid ice, they slowly relaxed, returning to their usual gentleness.

Immediately after, Lady Chen Xianer heard Chen Yang’s soft whispers in her ear.

”Xianer, sleep. Do not let your mind wander. I am not such an impatient person. We have a long life ahead of us, and plenty of time to be together; there is no rush for this moment.”

Lady Chen Xianer obediently closed her eyes, but at this moment, the sensation of those hands behind her became even clearer and more intense.

She clearly felt a scorching large hand moving across her body as if it possessed mysterious magic.

Slowly moving upward, passing through her dudou.

It gently rested upon the soft little peach she held against her chest.

That warmth permeated through her skin, as if it wanted to melt away her reason, making her heart increasingly flustered and helpless.

She subconsciously raised her hand, wanting to stop this ”mischievous” hand, but it seemed to know her thoughts; the fingers moved slightly, and the subtle friction caused her heart to beat like a dense drum, becoming increasingly rapid.

In the end, her hand dropped powerlessly, allowing that warmth to spread wantonly across her skin.

She tried her best to calm the surging waves in her heart, but her burning cheeks were like glowing charcoal, exposing her shyness and palpitations completely.

In this surging tide of emotions, Lady Chen Xianer unknowingly drifted into a dream.

When the first ray of morning sunlight, like nimble golden fingers, playfully landed on Lady Chen Xianer’s face, her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly gently flapping its wings, and she slowly opened her eyes.

In an instant, the faint movements coming from outside the house were clearly audible. She turned her gaze to look, and the space beside her was empty; Chen Yang was nowhere to be seen. She immediately understood that he must be outside meticulously preparing breakfast.

But upon recalling the various romantic scenes from last night, those scenes that felt like a dream yet truly happened surged into her heart like a rushing tide. Lady Chen Xianer immediately felt her cheeks burning, as if scorched by a raging fire.

She pondered to herself, not expecting that the usually serious-looking Chen Yang would hide so many ”little thoughts” that made people blush in private, and she wondered which female confidante he had learned them from.

Last night, under his gentle ”offensive,” she had not even realized when she had fallen into a deep sleep.

”Creak.”

The old wooden door let out a long groan and slowly opened.

Chen Yang stepped into the room with long strides, steadily holding a steaming bowl of chicken soup in both hands.

For a moment, the rich and mellow aroma of the chicken soup quickly permeated the room, stirring up one’s appetite.

Lady Chen Xianer’s nose twitched, and the tempting aroma seemed to have a life of its own, impatiently drilling into her nostrils, instantly waking up the glutton sleeping in her stomach.

Since meeting and falling in love with Chen Yang, she knew that Chen Yang had superb culinary skills, and the meals he made could be called delicacies of the world.

Although they had cooked together yesterday and made many delicious dishes, at that time her heart and eyes were completely filled with Chen Yang’s figure, and when the food entered her mouth, she hadn’t even savored the taste carefully.

Now, this bowl of fragrant, mouth-watering chicken soup made up for yesterday’s regret.

”Xianer, the chicken soup is here.”

Chen Yang gently placed the chicken soup on the wooden table, turned around, and brought a washbasin in from outside, placing it aside for Lady Chen Xianer to wash up.

Seeing Lady Chen Xianer’s sleepy appearance, the corners of Chen Yang’s mouth curled up slightly, outlining a doting smile.

He reached out and picked up a warm towel that had already been soaked in warm water and wrung out. His movements were as gentle as if he were wiping the most precious treasure in the world, slowly and lightly wiping Lady Chen Xianer’s delicate little face.

Feeling the perfectly gentle pressure on her face, it felt as if a spoonful of sweet honey had been poured into Lady Chen Xianer’s heart, bubbling with hints of sweetness. She couldn’t help but ponder to herself.

”Although there is never a shortage of women who admire Chen Yang around him, in his heart, the person he cherishes most is undoubtedly me.”

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth lifted involuntarily, blooming into a smile overflowing with sweetness and happiness.

After helping Lady Chen Xianer wash her little face, Chen Yang’s gaze inadvertently swept over the slightly thin white dudou on her body, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

He quickly took out a white robe that he usually wore from his storage ring and gently draped it over Lady Chen Xianer’s shoulders, his movements meticulous and gentle.

Subsequently, Chen Yang picked up the chicken soup, sat down beside Lady Chen Xianer, picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of tender and flavorful chicken, blew on it gently, and handed it to Lady Chen Xianer’s lips.

Lady Chen Xianer opened her mouth slightly. As the chicken entered her mouth, her beautiful eyes lit up instantly. That familiar and charming taste spread across her tongue; Chen Yang’s culinary skills were as superb as ever.

Moreover, she keenly noticed that this was actually her favorite Colorful Chicken, which made her even more pleasantly surprised.

”Chen Yang, it’s really delicious, but this Colorful Chicken shouldn’t be a rank 1 magical beast, right?”

Lady Chen Xianer took the bowl and chopsticks from Chen Yang’s hands. Although she felt sweet inside being fed like this, she was also a bit embarrassed. Chewing the chicken in her mouth, she asked Chen Yang.

”Of course not. This Colorful Chicken is the only one in the Colorful Chicken flock that has reached rank 4.”

Chen Yang raised his hand and gently stroked Lady Chen Xianer’s snow-white hair, his tone indifferent.

Hearing Chen Yang’s answer, Lady Chen Xianer nodded. She faintly sensed extraordinary Dou Qi in this bowl of soup; presumably, Chen Yang must have used some special method to cleverly concentrate this Dou Qi into the soup.

The delicious taste gave Lady Chen Xianer a great appetite. In a short while, she had eaten the whole chicken clean. Looking at the empty chicken soup, a blush flashed across Lady Chen Xianer’s face; she hadn’t left even a little bit for Chen Yang.

However, this could not be blamed on her; it was really because the bowl of chicken soup Chen Yang made was too delicious, making it impossible to stop.

”Haha, Xianer, it’s okay. If you like eating it, I’ll make more next time.”

Chen Yang wrapped his arms around Lady Chen Xianer’s slender waist, gently held her in his arms, raised his hand, affectionately tapped Lady Chen Xianer’s nose, and said dotingly.

While the wooden house was overflowing with warmth, in an elegant small courtyard in the Jia Ma Empire, the atmosphere was slightly complicated.

Everyone sat around in the courtyard, their gazes falling either intentionally or unintentionally on the blooming lotus flowers and swimming goldfish in the lake.

Zi Yan and Wang Donger were constantly frolicking and laughing on the side, their crisp laughter like silver bells, echoing over the courtyard.

Gu Yuena and Ya Fei were talking softly, sharing interesting stories about the Jia Ma Empire, and occasionally letting out knowing laughs.

Only Yun Yun sat alone by the lake, complex expressions constantly flashing across her face.

She raised her jade hand, gently supporting her rosy cheek, quietly watching the goldfish constantly swimming in the lake, and all sorts of different emotions flashed in her eyes.