Wife Taming Addiction: Rogue Nine Queens

Chapter 458
Suddenly, Qian Yue who was sleeping soundly raised both hands, desperately trying to grab something.

Xuanyuan Qing immediately straightened up and held her hands. He could feel the helplessness and fear when those hands held hers.Her hands were tight, like a drowning man clutching the last piece of driftwood.

His heart also seemed to be stabbed fiercely by a thorn, and it ached.

"Baby, baby, don't be afraid, I'm here." Is she dreaming?Must have been a bad dream.

Whose voice is so gentle, like the sound of nature?
Whose temperature, the warmth, made her feel at ease?
"Baby, don't be afraid, I will be by your side to accompany you, as long as you open your eyes, you will be able to see me." Xuanyuan Qing coaxed her softly, holding her tightly in her arms.

The feeling of falling was no longer so strong, Qian Yue slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were still dark, but it was no longer the kind of pitch black where she couldn't see her fingers.

She looked around, not knowing where she was.

She burrowed hard into his arms.

Only this familiar feeling allowed her to calm down.

Xuanyuan Qing's brows tightened slightly, but he could only let her hold her so tightly, he was not willing to take her out of his arms.

"Where is this?"

"Don't be afraid, we are now in a farmhouse. Both Jun Xingzhi and Bi Nu were seriously injured, so we will rest for the night." Xuanyuan Qing's voice sounded in her head.

Qian Yue moved in his arms, and slowly raised her face.

"I'm hungry."

Xuanyuan Qing looked at her, and suddenly laughed, she had slept for so long and hadn't eaten, so she must be hungry, although she bought some dry food, but in such a cold night, how could he let her eat dry food.

"Stay here obediently, and I'll make you something to eat."

"No!" Qian Yue shook her head immediately, and pulled his sleeves tighter.

Xuanyuan Qing had no choice but to turn over and get out of bed, half-kneeled in front of her to put on her shoes, then picked up a fur coat to wrap her tightly, and then hugged her towards the small kitchen opposite the room go.

As soon as she walked into the yard, she felt a sharp cold wind blowing over, making Qian Yue breathless, and stuck her head in Xuanyuan Qing's arms.

"I told you to wait in the room, but you are still not obedient, do you know it's cold now?" Xuanyuan Qing's doting voice sounded.

"No." Qian Yue decided anyway, she just wanted to cling to him.

After waking up, she returned to her physical body with only a touch of sanity, unable to remember everything she experienced in the Qiankun Formation.Now she just wakes up after sleeping, feeling a little weak.

"Little bastard, there is really nothing I can do about you." Although Xuanyuan Qing said so, his tone was full of pride.

He also felt more and more that such a clingy little bastard made love tighter, and he liked her just like this, and she was inseparable from him.

Xuanyuan Qing put her on the small stool, took out the fire box and lit the oil lamp.

The faint light shone on the pitch-black small room. The kitchen was very simple, and there was not even any common food. Fortunately, Xuanyuan Qing had already prepared for it and asked Qinglong to prepare the ingredients when he was in Fengxian County.

Qian Yue rested her cheeks and stared at the busy figure without blinking. The yellowish light shone on his shadow, making her feel warm.

There was his shadow on the wall, and she stretched out her hands to make comparisons with him from time to time, narrowing her eyes slightly.

Xuanyuan rubbed his face, looking at the little woman beside him, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

What he longed for was this kind of day, spending all his time on her body, watching her wake up every day, pulling up the black hair for her, thrushing her eyebrows, and tasting the sweetness on her lips.

Cook for her, cook her favorite food, feed her well, accompany her to watch the beautiful night sky in the yard at night, and watch the time go by with her.

Live every day to the fullest, even in such a small farmyard, he still feels so peaceful.

Use a damp cloth to set up the kneaded dough in your hand, and go aside to prepare side dishes.

Take out some roasted pork and dried radish. Although she doesn't like dried radish, it's not good to eat too much meat at such a late hour. With some, it can improve the taste and relieve the greasiness.

Qian Yue just looked at him like this, fascinated, and felt more and more that he was really good-looking.

Suddenly, she stood up and hugged him from behind his waist.

"Don't make trouble, aren't you hungry? You can eat right away." Xuanyuan tilted his eyes, looking at her bright little face.

"I just want to hug you." Qian Yue said with a bit of coquettishness, and the hands around his waist increased a bit of strength.

Xuanyuan Qing put down the things in his hands, turned around and hugged her in his arms. From the moment she fell asleep until now, his heart has not been completely at ease.

"Baby, don't you feel sick?"

Qian Yue shook her head, a little confused.

"Really?" He was still not at ease, and he was not hurt or uncomfortable, so why did he suddenly feel drowsy?

"I'm so hungry that I can't wait." She lowered her head, her face flushed.

"Wait obediently." He put her body down and patted her little butt lightly.

Qian Yue smelled the smell of meat, and was immediately attracted to her, and sat on the small bench.

Xuanyuan Qing built the fire first, and then took out the dough. He is as honorable as him, and now he is able to do these things with ease. When a ball of dough turns into a thin piece of dough, the water boils.

Then, as if he was juggling, the palm of his hand swept across the dough, as if cut by a knife, and the dough just now turned into noodles.

Looking at this scene, Qian Yue widened her eyes, it turned out that Tianji can cut noodles!

Put the noodles into the pot, mince the roasted meat, add a little shrimp, and his own beef sauce, add some soup and mix well, the room is full of fragrance.

Qian Yue couldn't help swallowing.

Holding the chopsticks, Xuanyuan Qing scooped up all the noodles, topped with roasted pork, beef sauce, and yellow dried radish, and placed a bowl of fragrant, mouth-watering noodles in front of Qian Yue.

He habitually took two small bowls, picked some, and sent them to Qian Yue after cooling them down.

Qian Yue lowered her head and gorged herself, and when she finished eating this small bowl, another small bowl of hot and cold noodles was handed to her.

Repeatedly like this, never let her wait for a second, and never let her be scalded by the freshly cooked noodles, so careful.

"It's delicious. I'll eat it tomorrow, and I'll eat it the day after tomorrow." Qian Yue didn't look up, seeing that a big bowl of noodles was about to be finished, as if she was still full from studying.

"You like it, I'll make it for you every day." Xuanyuan Qing said with a smile, looking at the soup around her mouth, she was about to raise her hand to wipe it off, when she suddenly pulled her hand back.

He put his arms around her neck and kissed her.

Qian Yue looked at him, then at the bottom of the empty bowl, a little embarrassed, "I forgot to leave you a mouthful."

Thanks to her being able to say this sentence, she said it was a bowl, but it was actually a pot, okay? Let's keep a mouthful!
"For me, you are the most delicious, you know?" Xuanyuan Qing had already tasted the sweetness of her just now, although she was not full, but the pre-dinner snacks could satisfy him in a timely manner.

"I still want to eat." Qian Yue stretched out her small tongue and licked the corner of her lips.

"It's too late. If you want to eat, you have to wait until tomorrow, or your stomach will be swollen." Xuanyuan Qing took the bowl away, determined not to let her eat too much at night.

Qian Yue was still thinking about the taste just now, and couldn't help but smack her lips.

In the room opposite, there was a shadow sitting, because he didn't have a lamp, so he couldn't see clearly, but he could see everything in the kitchen.

What kind of feeling was that? He couldn't describe it. For the first time after living for so many years, he felt strong envy from the bottom of his heart.

(End of this chapter)