The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

The four men guarding the kitchen door were accustomed to hearing their master's mumbling again.

"An'an."

Zi'an was stunned. "Could it be that I am missing you so much that I am hallucinating?"

The four men at the kitchen door also thought they were hallucinating. One of the men was about to enter the kitchen, but when he looked up, he saw a tall woman standing in front of the kitchen window, looking inside.

When Linglong heard this, warmth shone in her clear eyes.

"An An." Another cold voice called out.

Youxue was afraid that her husband was doing something stupid, so she quickly moved her snake body, swam down from his wrist, and looked out the window.

Zi'an, who was already excited because he heard the familiar voice calling for the second time, stood up and looked out the window when he saw the little white snake's actions.

When he saw the person he missed, he stood up suddenly and ran out of the kitchen.

The two bracelets jingled as the young man moved.

"elder sister."

Seeing the young boy almost tripped over the chair, Linglong frowned slightly.

He walked quickly towards the kitchen door, and sure enough, when the boy stepped out of the kitchen, he tripped over the threshold.

Linglong stepped forward, caught the boy who rushed out, and scolded him in a calm voice: "Why are you so reckless?..."

Before she could finish her scolding, her waist was tightened and the boy's soft voice rang in her ears: "Sister, you are finally back."

Hearing the tremor in the boy's words, Linglong raised her hand and patted the boy on the back.

"Sorry, I am late."

Hearing this, the four men around him lowered their heads even more.

Especially the man who had just seen the exquisite face was shocked. Such a beautiful and powerful lady actually apologized to a man. Among the masters he served, there had never been such a woman.

Zi'an thought of the people around him, so he stood up and looked at the woman in front of him, his eyebrows curved, and he said, "You guys go down."

"Yes, master."

Several people responded in unison, and then retreated silently and orderly.

"Youxue, has anything happened while I was away?"

Youxue, who had just returned to the space, heard her master's question in her consciousness and quickly responded: "Master, nothing special happened. After you left, the husband fell asleep not long after, and came to the kitchen when he woke up."

Zi'an looked at the calm Linglong, reached out and took her hand and went back to the kitchen.

"Sister, Zi'an doesn't blame you. Please don't apologize next time, okay?"

Looking at the young boy in front of him, he grabbed him and gently pulled him into his arms.

"If you are wrong, you should admit it and correct it in time."

Zi'an was pulled into the slender arms. He did not feel strange, but a sense of security he had never felt before.

After hearing the words of his beloved, Zi'an's eyes began to turn red, and he put his arms around the woman's waist: "Sister, will you always be good to Zi'an?"

"meeting."

A firm word, spoken without hesitation from the mouth of his beloved woman, filled Zi'an's heart.

From now on, as long as he does not hinder Linglong, he will always be by her side, supporting her through life and death, and hopefully they will live until they are old and 100 years old.

Noticing that the man in her arms had a twitching nose, Linglong carefully moved him away, loosened one hand, lifted his chin with two fingers, and when she saw that his eyes were a little red, she leaned over and gave him a kiss at the corner of his eye.

"Be good, don't cry."

The coolness made Zian blink, and the throbbing in his heart became stronger.

"Sister, I made some pastries. Come and try them to see if they are delicious."

Zi'an left Linglong's embrace, held Linglong's hand and walked to the table. He bent down, picked up a piece of peach blossom cake, turned around and stood on tiptoe to pass it to Linglong's lips: "Sister, try it."

The faint scent of flowers filled her nose, and she lowered her eyes to look at the delicate light pink pastry at Zian's fingertips.

He lowered his head, opened his mouth and bit the pastry, at the same time he raised his hand, held Zi'an's hand and held him in his arms, sat on the chair, and took Zi'an to his lap and moved closer to Zi'an.

Before he could react, his mouth was slightly open in surprise, giving Linglong an opportunity to take advantage of him.

The soft and sticky pastry melted in Zi'an's mouth. His cold, thin lips were very gentle, very gentle, and finally seemed to rub himself into her exquisite body.

When she was almost out of breath, Linglong let go of her.

Looking at the young boy leaning in her arms, breathing softly, the corners of her delicate lips curved into a gentle arc.

The boy now looks even more delicious than cakes.

Linglong raised her fingertips to wipe away the cake crumbs from the corner of the boy's lips and looked into his sparkling brown eyes.

She whispered, "Very sweet."

After hearing this, Zi'an couldn't help blushing no matter how thick-skinned he was.

The arms were raised, and the crisp sound of jade colliding was heard.

Accompanied by the boy's soft voice, the sound seems particularly pleasant.

"Sister, you've become bad!" He approached Linglong and asked, "Did Sister practice outside?"

Otherwise, how come my sister was still ignorant of love last night and became so flirtatious without knowing it this morning?

Looking at the naughty look of the little guy in her arms, Linglong leaned back lazily to let Zi'an lean more comfortably, lifted his chin and looked at the charming young boy.

In a leisurely tone, he said, "An An, have you ever heard a sentence?"

Zian tilted his head slightly, "Sister?"

Seeing Zi'an's cute appearance, Linglong couldn't help but lean closer and kiss the boy again, and whispered in her ear: "There is one thing about love, and you can learn it without a teacher, right?"

She bit the boy's pink earlobe and whispered, "Besides, it was my An An who taught me!"

It doesn't hurt, on the contrary, a tingling sensation goes straight to the bottom of my heart.

Listening to Linglong's words, Zi'an's ears and cheeks began to heat up, and he leaned on Linglong's shoulder in embarrassment.

"Sister~"

The soft and coquettish words tickled Linglong's heart, and she patted the boy's back gently: "An An, do you want to stay here?"

After all, the environmental conditions here are good, and the boy's body can recover faster.

Hearing this, Zi'an stood up, looked up at the pretty Linglong, and asked aggrievedly, "Sister, do you want to leave Zi'an here and go back to Taohua Village by yourself?"

Linglong couldn't bear to see the boy's current state, so she lowered her head and kissed his lips: "No, An An has to stay with me."

Zi'an grinned, revealing his little canine teeth: "Sister, I'll go cook, and we'll go back after we finish eating."

Zi'an was about to stand up as he spoke, but Linglong held the boy back.

"Let's go back to the inn to eat. After that, An An and I will go to the county government together."

Zian nodded, "Well, then sister is eating a piece of cake."

As he reached out to take the pastries, he found that the white snake on the table had disappeared.

Picking up a piece of cake, he handed it to Linglong's lips: "Sister, where is Xiaoxue'er?"

"Back to where it belongs."

Yin Luo took a bite of the pastry. It was not sweet and melted in his mouth.

Seeing Linglong eating, Zi'an felt a little frustrated. He couldn't tell whether Linglong liked the pastries or not.

The perceptive Linglong noticed that Zi'an was in a bad mood, took the cake from him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fearing that Linglong might be tired, Zi'an stepped out of Linglong's arms, sat beside her, looked at her and asked, "Sister, I don't even know what you like to eat?"