Female Queen: My wife is Aunt Wu

Chapter 85 A different way to drink
Looking at the fish, Pan An asked curiously: "You said it is a spiritual creature, isn't it the same as a spiritual grass?"

"It's much better than spiritual grass. This is an animal. Vegetables or meat, which one do you think is more nutritious?"

"Of course it's meat."

"That's it. Spiritual grass is just the most basic spiritual thing. This silver dace fish is one or two grades higher than it. The aura contained in it and the deliciousness of the fish are all top-notch."

Listening to Wu Zhaoniang's description, Pan An couldn't help but look at the fish with admiration and asked: "Are you planning to eat this fish?"

"Of course, this is our lunch today. How about it? Do you have the confidence to make it well?" Wu Zhaoniang asked.

Pan An hesitated for a moment and said: "I heard you say it is so powerful. If I don't do it well, wouldn't it be ruining this ingredient?"

"It's okay, just destroy it. It's just this fish. Besides, I'm very confident in your cooking skills. At least the bowl of spiritual grass soup yesterday was pretty good." Wu Zhaoniang patted her shoulder and said.

After hearing what she said, Pan An no longer hesitated, nodded and said, "Okay, then leave it to me."

It was almost noon at this time, so Pan An set up a furnace directly by the river, put the processed silver dace into the furnace, and started refining in earnest.

Of course, it's not just the silver dace fish, it also needs to be paired with spiritual grass to be perfect. This process is more difficult. You must know that Pan An had already had a lot of effort just refining the spiritual grass before, let alone refining this silver dace. fish.

Wu Zhaoniang sat aside and watched Pan An refining it seriously, with sweat pouring from his face, so she wiped it gently for him and gave him some of her spiritual power.

With Wu Zhaoniang's help, Pan An's refining became easier.

In less than half an hour, bursts of fragrance wafted out of the cauldron, not only the fragrance of spiritual grass, but also the fragrance of fish.The scent of the two combined was indeed wonderful, which made Wu Zhaoniang's eyes light up.

"Not bad, it seems the effect is better than I imagined." Wu Zhaoniang praised.

After the refining was completely successful, Pan An collapsed in Wu Zhaoniang's arms, sweating profusely from exhaustion, and said, "I almost can't make it anymore. I'm exhausted. This silver dace is really difficult to deal with!"

"Thank you for your hard work. My husband is so powerful. He actually refined the silver dace fish." Wu Zhaoniang gently wiped his sweat and praised him.

"Thanks to your help, but I'm really tired!" Pan An turned around and buried his head in her chest.

Now he just wants to rest and do nothing.

"Then have a good rest and stay with you as my wife." Wu Zhaoniang gently lay down on her side and hugged him like this.

Soon, Pan An fell asleep. Refining the silver dace consumed more than he thought.But more importantly, this soft and fragrant embrace made him feel comfortable lying in it, making him not want to leave.

Time passed little by little, and when I woke up again, the sky had turned cold.

"How long have I slept?" Pan An asked.

"About... more than an hour," Wu Zhaoniang said.

Two hours is indeed a lot.

However, Pan An still didn't want to get up immediately, so he buried himself there and rubbed himself, and then stood up lazily.

When I came to the cauldron, I opened the lid. Inside was a pure white pot of soup, slightly tinged with green.

Pan An picked up the spoon and stirred it. There were still a lot of spiritual material residues at the bottom. In a perfect refining process, there should be no residue left. Obviously this time it was not good enough.

Pan An held up a bowl of soup and smelled it. The aroma was fragrant and the taste was definitely not bad.

"Come, try this soup!" Pan An handed the bowl to Wu Zhaoniang.

Although it was in the aisle yesterday, Wu Zhaoniang still tasted the fragrance.When the spiritual soup enters the mouth, it turns into spiritual energy and enters the body. The taste is even more amazing, and it is not as hard to swallow as it was yesterday. "Smells, it smells so good. This is the spiritual soup. Pan An, you succeeded!" Wu Zhaoniang praised it endlessly.

"Really? Let me try it." Pan An also scooped a bowl for himself to taste. The taste really surprised him. He couldn't believe that he made it by himself and it tasted so good.

"It's really amazing. It tastes so delicious all of a sudden." Pan An exclaimed.

"It's not all at once, it's something you refined, it's your own ability." Wu Zhaoniang said.

"But..." Pan An wanted to say something else, but Wu Zhaoniang threw her down on the grass.

"tasty?"

"Delicious."

Pan An sat up and pushed Wu Zhaoniang down with a sneak attack. He also said: "I've convinced you and you like to play, right? Then I'll play with you."

The fragrant and tender skin, coupled with the delicious spiritual soup, is simply the most delicious food, which is irresistible.

Wu Zhaoniang seemed very calm. She was not angry at all that she had become a feast. Instead, she let it all go and let Pan An taste it.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious. My wife smells so good. Her whole body smells delicious." Pan An came up and kissed her.

Wu Zhaoniang naturally enjoyed it. She liked the feeling of being pampered by Pan An and how he was obsessed with her.

However, everything cannot always fall into one side. This is too unfair. Of course, we must achieve the best of both worlds.

"Have you had enough?" Wu Zhaoniang asked seductively, holding his chin.

"almost."

"Almost? That's enough. Since it's enough, it's my turn." After saying that, Wu Zhaoniang pushed Pan An down again.

"I'm about to start." Wu Zhaoniang smiled seductively at him.

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As the sun set, Pan An lay on Wu Zhaoniang's long legs on the soft grass, looking at the setting sun on the other side, and sighed: "Every day, you have wasted my spiritual grass. In the end, I only picked more than 20 plants.”

Wu Zhaoniang gently stroked his head and comforted him: "It doesn't matter, today is not enough, then come tomorrow. There is plenty of time. At worst, I will help you pick it together tomorrow."

"Are you sure?" Pan An raised his head and looked at Wu Zhaoniang's beautiful face and said, "You didn't even help me today. You even asked me to spend time making fish. You wasted a whole afternoon later."

Faced with Pan An's complaint, Wu Zhaoniang smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do about it. It was you who teased me first."

"Obviously you kissed me first and fed me the spiritual soup." Pan An corrected.

"But what you have done is even more extreme. You directly use people as food, regardless of whether they can bear it or not. It's too much." Wu Zhaoniang pinched his cheek and complained.

"You're still reasonable. You're obviously very happy, but you act like I'm bullying you and you're getting the advantage." Pan An slapped her hand away and flicked it against her forehead.

"Humph, my husband is like this again, as if I am the only one who is happy, even though you are obviously happy too!"

(End of this chapter)