Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

When I entered the house, the chicken was already in the pot, and Jiang Tingwan's hands were still busy putting many precious ingredients into it.

Mu Yunzhong appeared behind her and grabbed her hand. Jiang Tingwan looked back in surprise.

"Why did you come in? Didn't I tell you all to wait for me outside?"

Mu Yunzhong's eyes were filled with a gentle light. He held her hand and looked at her seriously for a long while before he said slowly, "Don't put so many things in stewing chicken? It will destroy the freshness of the chicken. You said this before."

She had praised the chicken soup he made in Qinghuai before, saying that a few wolfberries were more delicious than the delicacies from the mountains and sea at Xianmenlai.

He remembered every word she said.

There's no way Jiang Tingwan didn't know that there was something wrong with putting it this way.

As expected, Jiang Tingwan looked outside the door and confirmed that the little fox was not there. He lowered his voice and said, "After all, I am a person who has high standards for food. Of course, I know that you can't cook like this, but who can blame you for being patients? These spiritual herbs and immortal fungi are all for replenishing vitality. Anyway, we are all eating, and drinking chicken soup is better than taking medicine."

Mu Yunzhong: "..."

Mu Yun never expected this.

"She's not as obedient as you. She eats when you tell her to." Jiang Tingwan praised Mu Yunzhong. "If I told her to drink medicine, the little fox would definitely not drink it. In order to make her eat these things, I even went to find a master. Even if the taste is not that good, you can say that the dish is not to her liking. Next time I will find a new master, learn another dish, and spend some time to feed her these things."

Jiang Tingwan said this with a look of pride. So this is what she thought. Mu Yun couldn't help but smile, and for a moment he felt a little sympathy for Sui Jiu.

After Jiang Tingwan finished speaking, he noticed that Mu Yunzhong had been holding him. "Okay, you are also a wounded soldier, leave it to me, I will be fine soon."

As he said this, he tried to break free from Mu Yunzhong's hand, but he was still held tightly. Jiang Tingwan looked at him in confusion.

He just said as if he was carrying a heavy responsibility: "Actually, we are almost well now. You don't need to take care of us like this anymore. Let me cook the meal today."

"How can that be possible?" Upon hearing this, Jiang Tingwan immediately refused firmly, "It will take a hundred days for a broken bone to heal. You've only been in the field for a few days and you're saying you're fine. I can't let you cook for me."

Although she missed Mu Yunzhong's cooking skills, she couldn't ask the patient to cook.

"Be good, you're not well yet. There's a lot of smoke here. Go out and wait for me." Jiang Tingwan said as he pushed Mu Yunzhong out like he was coaxing a child so that he could give him the medicine without any worries.

But Mu Yunzhong leaned forward. Considering his injury, Jiang Tingwan didn't dare to push him hard and could only take a step back. Mu Yunzhong simply put his hand on the edge of the table, so it looked like he was pushing Jiang Tingwan against the table.

"I'm really fine now. You don't have to treat me like a child who needs to be taken care of anymore."

These days she has done everything herself and treated him with great care. Everything is good except for one thing. When she takes care of him, there is no difference between her and the fox. Although he already knows her feelings, it is not special if there is no difference.

The sudden closeness made Jiang Tingwan's heart start beating violently. These days, she had treated him and Suijiu equally as her children and habitually thought that he was a patient, taking care of him personally, washing his clothes and wiping his body. No matter how intimate the actions were, she had never felt like this before. It was as if a deer was beating wildly in her heart.

"Of course I don't treat you as a child, I'm just worried about your health. When you get better, you can do whatever you want."

Mu Yunzhong's eyes lit up slightly because of these words, "You let me do whatever I want to do?"

Jiang Tingwan nodded, "Of course. In the past month, I have realized that I have no talent for cooking. I will have to rely on your skills in the future."

Speaking of this, Jiang Tingwan's thoughts immediately wandered away, and his heart stopped beating wildly with nervousness. "I've been to many restaurants in the city these days, and I found that their cooking skills are not as good as yours, so I thought, when you get better, we can also open a restaurant in the city. With your cooking skills, basically no one can beat you."

Jiang Tingwan looked proud, as if the person with unparalleled cooking skills was Mu Yunzhong, who was himself. He naturally proposed his plan and fantasized happily, not noticing the gloom and loss that flashed in Mu Yunzhong's eyes.

"But it doesn't matter if you don't want to be a cook. We can do other things." Jiang Tingwan came back to her senses and said, she didn't mean to enslave Mu Yunzhong, it was just a beautiful fantasy.

Mu Yun finally sighed softly, and at that distance and height, his breath just brushed Jiang Tingwan's face.

The oncoming breath once again awakened the deer in her heart. When she looked up and met his gaze, she felt a little breathless. Was she actually lacking oxygen?

Mu Yun finally sighed, then remembered the deal with Sui Jiu, and said, "I will listen to you in the future. But today, I made a deal with someone, and I can't go back on my word. I have to cook this meal, and your spiritual herbs and immortal fungus will have to be used as medicine. Is that okay?"

He lowered his voice and body to ask her.

This action, this distance, suddenly reminded her of the kiss she and Mu Yun had shared in the state of awakening.

Just a little closer and there will be another kiss.

Jiang Tingwan's brain was already dizzy from lack of oxygen. He had no time to think about why. He just wanted to quickly escape from Mu Yunzhong's arms and nodded repeatedly.

Mu Yun watched her little face turn red, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips and raised his right hand that was supporting the table.

Jiang Tingwan immediately stood up and ran away. The body he was carrying on his back was heaving violently. He was breathing heavily, and his heartbeat slowly returned to normal.

This is strange. In terms of age, she is several years older than Mu Yunzhong. In terms of experience, even if she has not experienced this kind of love affairs personally, she has read a lot of books about it.

Besides, she is an online writer. She not only reads but also writes. Why is it that when facing Mu Yunzhong, she acts like a clueless newbie and is easily disturbed by just a few words from him?

Like a little girl who has never seen the world, it's embarrassing, so embarrassing.

Jiang Tingwan will never give up in her life, no matter what the aspect. Next time, she will use her more than 20 years of life experience and amazing knowledge reserves to resist him.

After preparing himself mentally, Jiang Tingwan regained his energy and spirit. When he turned around, Mu Yunzhong had already immersed himself in the kitchen work and had selected the dishes to go with the dishes.

The combination of meat and vegetables, the color matching is pleasing to the eye, and the knife skills are exquisite.

Jiang Tingwan only remembered to ask at this moment, "The deal you are talking about is Suijiu?"

Mu Yunzhong was busy while replying: "Besides her, who else?"

"Is it so unpalatable?"

Jiang Tingwan realized the reason and pouted, feeling a little aggrieved.

Even though the taste isn't that good, it's not that bad. Besides, it's medicine, how can it be delicious?

So, at dinner, after drinking a bowl of black medicine, Sui Jiu sighed as if he was almost reborn.

"It's better to drink medicine than soup."