Fairy, the chasing husband crematorium

It takes a total of two days to travel from Qingzhu Town to the outskirts of Chengdu where Xizi Peak is located.

At night, Duan Yu and the three stayed in the inn.

As usual, Senior Sister Yuan Xiangzhi cooks noodles for dinner, and Duan Yu has been obsessed with eating noodles recently.

The burnt noodles and dandan noodles cooked by Senior Sister Yuan are both delicious, whether they are dry or wet, they are all excellent.

Huang San sat there, rubbing his hands excitedly, looking forward to it.

When the noodles came out, there were only Duan Yu and Yuan Xiangzhi her own.

"Junior Sister Yuan, where's mine?" Huang San asked in surprise.

"Both the noodles and the kitchen are borrowed from the boss, so much at one time. Ah, did you say you wanted noodles?" Yuan Xiangzhi said seriously.

Huang San looked at the handsome men and women on the other side of the table, understood immediately, and said, "Junior Sister, it's okay, I like to drink wind."

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At night, Duan Yu quickly fell asleep.

The inn on the slope leaves a silhouette under the moonlight.

Next door to him is senior sister Yuan Xiangzhi. Before going to bed, the senior sister smiled and asked him to rest.

Senior Sister Yuan Xiangzhi deserves to have the word "Xiang" in her name, the faint fragrance on her body can still be smelled even now.

It's as if the other person is sleeping next to you.

This is one of Yuan Xiangzhi's plans, not only to make Duan Yu addicted to eating her noodles, but also to make Duan Yu gradually get used to her fragrance.

This kind of incense comes from the Western Regions and has a little seductive effect on men.

Originally, with her beauty, it would be no problem not to use this thing, but Yuan Xiangzhi wanted to speed up the progress.

Mu Yao is very open-minded and doesn't hesitate about feelings, but compared to herself, the only thing she can do is that she doesn't go straight to the point or force others.

During these years as an informant, she has learned a lot of theoretical knowledge.

For example, Mu Yao would never do something like forcing her to sleep with Junior Brother Duan, but she would.

The man said "Don't." In fact, he wanted it very much in his heart. He said "Stop" on the surface, but he actually wanted you to gallop, don't stop.

Of course, this is all theoretical knowledge. What the gold medal informant Yuan Xiangzhi needs to do now is to apply his rich theoretical knowledge to Duan Yu.

The master who had painted countless cakes for her told her that this was finally her last task.

These years, if Mu Yao hadn't suppressed her, if she was lucky enough to become the senior sister of Xizifeng, her sense of belonging in Xizifeng might be stronger than that of Rose Palace.

Now Yuan Xiangzhi only needs to wait for an opportunity.

An opportunity to capture Duan Yu from body to heart.

The fragrance on her body is very light and does not attract much attention, but this secret aromatherapy will have a cumulative process.

Once a certain amount is reached, the man will have an irresistible urge to the owner of the aromatherapy.

Duan Yu is young and energetic, sooner or later he will not be able to bear it.

When the time comes, she will use some tricks to let this junior brother be responsible, and everything will happen naturally.

On the bed, Yuan Xiangzhi gently caressed her tall chest with her slender fingers, as if she had seen the end of Duan Yu...

In that faint fragrance, Duan Yu fell asleep.

He found himself in a small building.

Outside the small building is the scenery of lakes and mountains, which is very beautiful under the reflection of the setting sun.

He remembered that he was the owner of this small building, and lived a peaceful and gluey life with his young and beautiful wife.

Although this feels a bit strange, it is a "fact" that he needs to face.

In dreams, people's desires will always expand many times, and the emotions hidden in the heart when PING are always a bit unscrupulous in dreams.

It's okay to live a gluey life with the young and beautiful wife in the small building, and Duan Yu in the dream will naturally not refuse.

At this time, a woman in a blue skirt appeared in Duan Yu's sight.

The woman has a beautiful appearance, her hair is tied into a bun, and she has a calm smile on her face. It is Su Ningshuang, the wife who is very affectionate with her.

"Duan Lang, how about we eat noodles today?" Madam Su Ningshuang asked softly.

In the dream, Duan Yu maintained an instinctive love for eating noodles, and said: "Madam is so deeply in my heart that she actually knows that I love noodles very much recently."

There was a gloomy look in Su Ningshuang's eyes, and she showed a gentle and virtuous smile, and said, "Then husband, what kind of noodles do you want?"

"Ran noodles and Dan Dan noodles." Duan Yu blurted out.

Su Ningshuang said with a "gentle" smile, "Duan Lang, I'm not very good at making this kind of noodles, how about making Yangchun noodles for you?"

Duan Yu looked at his virtuous wife eagerly looking at him, but couldn't refuse for a while, and said, "Okay, the Yangchun noodles made by madam are excellent."

Afterwards, Su Ningshuang went to the kitchen to cook the noodles.

Looking from here, Duan Yu could see the slim figure of the other party.

For a while, he sat on the rattan chair and looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window, feeling that this kind of life is really happy.

Da da da......

That was the sound of the blade hitting the chopping board.

In the kitchen, Su Ningshuang was cutting green onions.

She is proficient in knife skills, and the finely chopped green onions dance lightly on the chopping board.

A strand of hair fell on Su Ningshuang's cheek along the ear temples, curvy, with a special charm.

And Su Ningshuang, who was cutting green onions, still looked virtuous and gentle.

She looked into the distance with her eyes, the knife in her hand cut faster and faster, and she murmured: "I want to eat burning noodles and Dandan noodles, I want to eat burning noodles and Dandan noodles, I want to eat burning noodles and Dandan noodles made by that woman ..."

Duan Yu didn't know anything about it, smelling the fragrance from the kitchen, he looked forward to Madam's handicraft for a moment.

Although he felt a little strange, but here, he felt that his wife's craftsmanship was the best in the world.

He loves to eat things cooked by his wife.

Soon, a bowl of fragrant Yangchun noodles was served. The vegetables were fresh and tender, and the noodles were as white as jade, which whetted the appetite.

But Duan Yu asked instinctively: "Ma'am, do you have any chili?"

Su Ningshuang smiled softly: "Duan Lang, there is no chili, and Yangchun noodles don't like chili."

"Ah, so that's the case. Strange, why do I want chili?" Duan Yu replied.

Projected under the dim sunlight, Su Ningshuang's beautiful face was half dark and half bright, so her expression also became uncertain.

She looked at her husband eating noodles and asked, "Duan Lang, is it delicious?"

Duan Yu praised sincerely: "It's delicious."

But he felt a little regretful in his heart, and said to himself, "It would be nice if there were some peppers."

"No chili." Su Ningshuang said suddenly.

Duan Yu was shocked for a moment, because he wanted to eat chili, but he didn't say it.

How did the lady know?

Seeing Duan Yu's frightened look, Su Ningshuang immediately took his hand, and said softly: "Eating too much chili can easily get angry, you eat noodles well, if there is not enough, I will cook for you."

"Thank you ma'am."

Duan Yu finished eating a large bowl of noodles, but for some reason, he always felt that his belly was still not full.

And his wife seemed to know his intentions, and quickly brought out another bowl.

Duan Yu quickly finished eating, but still wanted to eat noodles.

Immediately afterwards, the third bowl, the fourth bowl...

After eating the ninth bowl, Duan Yu finally got a little tired and said, "Ma'am, I don't want to eat any more."

Su Ningshuang looked at him tenderly, and said with a smile: "Okay, Duan Lang, you go to sleep, and when you wake up, I will cook for you."

Afterwards, Duan Yu woke up.

At this time, the sky was pale, leaving only a distant outline of the green hills.

Duan Yu rubbed his head and said depressedly: "Why did I dream of her again?"

It was only at this moment that he remembered that his wife, whom he loved so much in his dream, had left him long ago.

But Su Ningshuang will not be like that.

She doesn't go to the kitchen, at least during the time Duan Yu knew her, she hardly cooked.

For Fairy Qiangwei, it is normal for her ten fingers not to touch the spring water.

But in the dream, the other party cooked many bowls of Yangchun noodles for him.

Thinking of the scene of eating noodles, Duan Yu felt a little repulsed by the thing in front of him for a while, and couldn't help being confused again: "Subconscious, are you really sick?"

In the next room next door, Su Ningshuang opened her eyes and looked at her hands with a feeling of satisfaction on her face for a moment.

Duan Lang ate a lot of noodles cooked by her all night.

She has almost never cooked noodles, but she found it very interesting.

Watching one's beloved eat bowl after bowl of noodles is indeed a very fulfilling thing.

Su Ningshuang looked satisfied, but her eyes were a little dim, and she looked quite tired.

To make Duan Yu forget many things in the dream, and to prevent him from knowing that he is in the dream, is a very energy-consuming thing.

But she felt it was worth it.

"Duan Lang, you must eat a lot of my noodles, so that you won't want to eat other stinky women's things." Su Ningshuang looked at the wall close at hand and murmured.

Da da da......

In the early morning, the door of Duan Yu's room was knocked.

"Junior brother, it's almost time to get up." Yuan Xiangzhi said kindly outside the house.

She has obviously been well-dressed, with light makeup on her face, and her eyes are hooked with a fine pen, so the peach eyes can't help but look even more coquettish.

She was wearing a pink goose-yellow skirt, which looked loose, but was actually very scheming.

Because the part of the skirt that should be narrow is very narrow, very close to the body, even a little tight, for example, the curve of her chest is set off high, and the waist also gives people a sense of grasping, forming a strong relationship with the raised buttocks visual impact.

Duan Yu opened the door and said, "Morning Senior Sister Yuan."

Yuan Xiangzhi smiled and said, "Then junior brother, I'd better cook noodles for you later? What kind of noodles do you want?"

Duan Yu's head grew big when he heard the face, and he said, "Senior Sister, I want to eat steamed stuffed buns today."

"Okay, but it will take some time to make steamed stuffed buns. I'll find a chance to make bacon steamed buns for you that night, shall I? The bacon stuffed buns here have a special flavor." Yuan Xiangzhi introduced.

"Senior sister, you are so kind."

......

In the house, Su Ningshuang leaned against the wall and listened to all this.

Hmph, steamed buns, I can also make steamed stuffed buns, I will learn later.

Let Duan Lang eat enough at night.

......

When eating breakfast, after discovering that Duan Yu didn't eat Yuan Xiangzhi's solo food, Huang San's mood improved a lot.

Yuan Xiangzhi sat there, feeling a little depressed for a while.

"The degree of the younger brother liking the new and disliking the old during this period is much higher than expected."

She is a person who can learn everything quickly, but here she has mastered the essence. Many master noodle cookers in Sichuan are not as good as her.

She reckoned that Duan Yu would have to eat her cooked noodles for a week before getting tired of it, but after only two days, Duan Yu didn't even want to eat it.

Mother was right, the more handsome a man is, the more he likes the new and dislikes the old.

But she is very confident that she can trap Duan Yu's stomach and heart, because her steamed stuffed bun is also a must.

In the evening, Yuan Xiangzhi personally steamed bacon buns for Duan Yu.