Sir, do you have a survival guide?

With a blank face, Wen Lan looked at everything that happened in his house in front of him:

Xia Yunyi was forced to bond with Shen Wuya because he burned wherever he went, and he himself was different from the old immortals, he needed to eat, and this need pressed Shen Wuya to the kitchen.

Wen Lanbai hasn't eaten in 80 years, and the kitchen in the villa is very clean.

Shen Wuya glanced at Xia Yunyi, who was waiting beside him, who was waiting to be fed, and then glanced at the hands of the two, and then realized that if the two were still connected like this, it would be difficult to move at all.

"What do you want to eat?" Shen Wuya asked.

Xia Yunyi, who was still looking at the kitchen, was taken aback for a moment, thought for a while and said, "Whatever, it's as simple as it is."

After getting the answer, Shen Wuya nodded, and then his long hair parted and stretched out quickly. Finally, the ends of the hair were mixed into a strand and tied to Xia Yunyi's wrist.

All the things happened within a few seconds. Xia Yunyi originally thought that after the two let go, Blue Flame would revert to his old ways, but he found that things were not as he imagined. The spiritual power enters the body along the tendons.

After Shen Wuya restrained Xia Yunyi with his long hair, his hands were finally free.

Looking at the clean kitchen, Shen Wuya thought for a while, took out the herbs in clusters from his sleeves, and put them aside by category:

"Is there a rice cooker?"

Wen Lan, who was making tea over there, rolled her eyes when she heard the words, and then replied:

"In that cupboard at your feet."

It's the only appliance he still has in the kitchen.

Shen Wuya did as he said, and sure enough, he found an unopened rice cooker in the cabinet by his feet. After opening the paper on it, Shen Wuya took out the pot inside, turned his hand over, and Xia Yunyi on one side saw A pile of white rice grains "crashed" poured in.

This is poured from the cuff?

Xia Yunyi couldn't help but get closer, wanting to see what was going on, but he didn't expect to pull Shen Wuya's hair with a single movement. Shen Wuya was pulled crookedly, and then looked at Xia Yunyi coldly.

The culprit, Xia Yunyi, was stared at by Shen Wuya, and he shrank back obediently, remained motionless, and tried his best to look back with an innocent expression.

Shen Wuya: "..."

A silver light flashed in his hand.

Seeing a silver knife appearing in Shen Wuya's hand, Xia Yunyi trembled, and immediately snatched the pot from Shen Wuya's hand, and as he was closest to the faucet, he started washing rice. smile.

Seeing what Xia Yunyi did, Shen Wuya's eyes twitched slightly.

He originally intended to let Xia Yunyi be a "wallflower" on the side, but he didn't expect that the child's brain circuit seemed to be completely different from ordinary people.

Seeing Xia Yunyi's hands and feet, Shen Wuya had no choice but to stretch his hair again to give Xia Yunyi a space to move freely. Then, with a flash of cold light in his hands, he quickly chopped the herbs in front of him.

"toot toot"

A piece of medicinal herb was quickly cut into pieces of similar size with the sound of a knife cutting a stone slab. Shen Wuya was capable and accurate when doing these things, which should have become a habit for thousands of years.

Xia Yunyi watched for a long time, only to realize that what Shen Wuya was using should be a scalpel.

What would happen if the knife was drawn on someone?

Xia Yunyi was silent for two seconds and decided to refuse to answer this question.

After chopping the herbs, Shen Wuya poured the herbs into Xia Yunyi's washed rice, then added water, put them in the rice cooker, and cooked.

Xia Yunyi watched in amazement that Shen Wuya's movements were done in one go, and felt that the person in front of him was not as rigid as the rumors said, but he was also a little curious about why Shen Wuya would do this.

Wen Lan over there happened to ask Xia Yunyi's doubts:

"Hey, Shen Wuya, how can you use this thing?"

"Learned." Shen Wuya leaned aside, glanced at Xia Yunyi, and said.

"Hey, I still remember that a month ago you refused to touch electrical appliances other than medical equipment, and now you still use a rice cooker to cook porridge?"

Wen Lan laughed loudly and asked, "Shen Wuya, have you changed your temper?"

Shen Wuya's face turned dark when he was ridiculed like this.

And here Xia Yunyi still thought the matter was not big enough, when Shen Wuya looked over, he silently took out his mobile phone, leaned over it, and whispered:

"Sir, why don't you play with your phone? At least make a phone call?"

Shen Wuya glanced at the knife and threw it over.

Xia Yunyi is still working hard on Amway: "Look, sir, there are also takeaways here. If you don't want to cook by yourself, you can also order takeaways."

Shen Wuya: "..."

In the next second, Shen Wuya snatched the phone from Xia Yunyi's hand, and stuffed it into his pocket under Xia Yunyi's anxious eyes.

Xia Yunyi shrank his neck: "That, sir?"

Shen Wuya sneered, took out a small white flower from his sleeve, opened the rice cooker, and stuffed it in.

After waiting for another hour, the rice cooker made a "click" sound with a burst of rice aroma.

Under the watchful eyes of Xia Yunyi and Wen Lan, Shen Wuya calmly took out a wooden bowl and a silver spoon from his sleeve.

"Sir, do you have a storage bag?"

Xia Yunyi watched for a long time, but he couldn't see how such a big bowl was taken out of Shen Wuya's narrow sleeve.

"Have."

Shen Wuya answered casually, and then turned on the rice cooker, the medicinal porridge inside was ready, he filled a bowl from it, turned around, and almost bumped into Xia Yunyi who came up to him at some point.

Shen Wuya stared at Xia Yunyi who was almost posted, holding the medicinal porridge in one hand, expressionless:

"What?"

Xia Yunyi knew he was wrong, he moved back a few steps flatteringly, his ears were red:

"Sir, I'm a little curious."

Facing Xia Yunyi, Shen Wuya raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled slightly:

"You are very brave."

How come this sentence sounds so familiar?

Xia Yunyi was stunned, but when he finished, the strand of long white hair tied around his wrist suddenly swelled, followed by Shen Wuya's entire long white hair stretched out, and immediately tied Xia Yunyi into a rice dumpling .

Xia Yunyi: "..."

After tying him up, Shen Wuya nodded in satisfaction, and then dragged Xia Yunyi, past Wen Lan who was standing dumbfounded, to a small courtyard outside the living room.

Wen Lan followed behind the two in a daze, watching Shen Wuya's white hair floating in mid-air like a living thing, avoiding all kinds of sundries freely, and felt that she seemed to know some incredible secret.

Here, Shen Wuya didn't care about someone's complicated mood. After he tied Xia Yunyi and dragged him to the yard, he grabbed a small wicker chair and pressed Xia Yunyi on it.

Xia Yunyi was pressed on the chair, and then watched the white hair that wrapped him into a rice dumpling dissipate like a tide, and only a strand of long hair was left hanging around his wrist. He felt curious and excited for a moment, and he couldn't help touching it. Touched the strand of white hair.

"Open your mouth."

A silver spoon was handed to Xia Yunyi's mouth.

Xia Yunyi, who was still tugging at his white hair, was taken aback for a moment, then opened his mouth reflexively, and swallowed the spoonful of porridge.

After eating the porridge, Xia Yunyi looked at Shen Wuya's face before realizing what happened——

"boom--"

Xia Yunyi felt that he was going to explode, the heat from his ears spread from his face to his neck, as soon as he felt shy, Xia Yunyi grabbed the white hair on his wrist and couldn't let go.

"Peace."

Shen Wuya glanced at his white hair held by Xia Yunyi's palm, scooped up a spoonful of medicinal porridge from the bowl with an indifferent expression, passed it to Xia Yunyi's lips, and waited for Xia Yunyi to open his mouth.

Xia Yunyi's eyes were straightened, he smacked his lips, and found that the lukewarm porridge he had swallowed before was just right, and the taste was not very bland, but the miraculous thing was that Shen Wuya didn't use any seasoning when cooking the porridge.

The only disadvantage of this porridge may be that it will feel a little bit bitter in the throat when you taste it, but this may be a common feature of medicinal diet.

"Sir, may I do it myself?"

Growing up so big, it was the first time that Xia Yunyi was fed by someone other than his parents. Although Shen Wuya had a frank face, it seemed that this was not something shameful, but Xia Yunyi still couldn't bear it.

"And cook another bowl?"

Shen Wuya sneered, and then resolutely handed over the silver spoon.

Xia Yunyi muttered, but was forced to open his mouth in the end.

Shen Wuya was satisfied.

The two fed as if no one was around, but in fact, Wen Lan stood at the door of the living room watching Shen Wuya's feeding with a pale face.

Seeing that Shen Wuya's feeding action is so natural and familiar, Wen Lan almost doubts whether Shen Wuya in front of him has been dropped.

Wait a minute.

Wen Lan's eyes became strange, Shen Wuya's cautious appearance——

Could it be that the child is Shen Wuya's cub?

Shocked by his own brain hole, Wen Lan took out his mobile phone from his pocket with a straight face, took a photo, and uploaded it to the discussion group with a straight face.

Within 5 minutes after the photo was uploaded, the normally silent discussion group exploded, and the message notifications sounded one after another. Wen Lan didn't even have time to read the next new message popped out.

The bloody wind on Wen Lan's side and the two people in the yard on this side didn't know it at all, Shen Wuya fed Xia Yunyi wholeheartedly, bit by bit, very patiently, until the last bit of the bowl went into Xia Yunyi stomach.

After Xia Yunyi finished eating, he couldn't help hiccupping, then smacked his lips and frowned:

"Sir, why do I feel a bit bitter in my mouth?"

Shen Wuya suddenly raised his head, smiled without saying a word.

Shen Wuya's smile almost made his hair explode, Xia Yunyi belatedly recalled that after the rice was cooked, Shen Wuya threw a small white flower into it, and his expression changed immediately:

"that flower?"

"The name of that flower is 'Bitter', and I don't feel 'Bitter' at first, but after two hours, the bitterness dissipates endlessly on the root of my tongue." Shen Wuya flipped his hand, the bowl and silver spoon in his hand disappeared, and said , "Have you read "The Encyclopedia of Medicinal Herbs?"

Now Xia Yunyi didn't know what to say.

What to say?

Said that he hadn't read "The Encyclopedia of Medicinal Herbs", or did he blame Shen Wuya for giving himself a "bitter taste"?

Xia Yunyi rubbed the white hair on his wrist, and couldn't help but pursed his mouth. He felt that Shen Wuya in front of him was really stingy, didn't he just tease him before?Putting "bitter taste" is definitely revenge.