Anyway, he was kept inexplicably.

However, he became interested instead. This was a novel experience that he had never had before.

Although someone on the other side is used to eating soft food, he has always taken the initiative to eat soft food but has never been fed food directly into his mouth.

He wanted to see when this woman who fell in love with him impulsively would give up.

After all, a life of daily necessities, daily necessities, and salt will eventually defeat romantic love.

He is like a supporting character in a love story, accompanying such a big drama.

So, he stayed in Qingdu for five years.

…

Fang Chang opened the door and held a handful of fish food that shone with light in his hand.

There is a small pond in the courtyard with several small fish swimming in it. Among them, a small pale golden fish is the most lively. It crosses the water and spits out colorful bubbles.

"Sir, when will we leave?"

Bubble said boredly:

"The pool here is too small, and you don't allow me to walk around. I'm almost suffocated."

Fang Chang dropped the fish food every now and then.

"Just wait a little longer."

Bubbles unceremoniously squeezed away the other small fish who were trying to count, taking one bite at a time and eating them deliciously.

The other little fish, who are not smart, are also used to being angry. They all huddle in the corner, waiting for the boss to be full and they can share some of the leftovers.

"By the way, how is your demon elixir refining going? Are you just thinking about going out to play?" Fang Chang suddenly asked.

Paopao's body froze, and even the food in his mouth no longer tasted good.

"Well... it's almost there, it's almost there, it's still a little bit close."

"It's been so long, but I'm still a little bit behind. You're really good at it."

Fang Chang didn't know that this little guy was fooling him.

The demon pill is an ice and thunder dragon species. The further it is refined to the next stage, the more it will be tortured by ice and thunder. Every time a trace of the demon pill's power is refined, it will be tempered by ice and thunder.

This is good for the physical body and blood, but the pain is unbearable.

How could Paopao, a gluttonous and lazy fat fish, be able to endure such pain? Fang Chang would ask every time, and he would be furious and refining for several days.

When Fang Chang stopped paying attention, he started to pretend to be confused.

At the beginning of refining every day, either the water is too cold, the stomach is too hungry, or the weather is bad, the sun is too strong, the rain is too heavy, or it is cloudy and the mood is not good.

Fang Chang inexplicably found a feeling of teaching his daughter to do homework.

But after all, an ornamental fish cannot be too demanding.

It would be nice to just stay with him obediently and let him enjoy the feeling of being a teacher once in a while.

After being asked by Fang Chang, Paopao no longer dared to ask boring questions and kept eating.

When I saw a few small fish underneath that dared to snatch its food while it was thinking of a reason, I immediately became furious and chased them to teach them a lesson.

A fish demon who is already in the foundation-building realm, and yet he bullies a few little fishes that are no more than a hundred days old, probably only Paopao can do it.

At this moment.

There was a creak at the door of the courtyard, and the door was pushed open, and a woman with a thorn hairpin skirt and a plain face but unable to conceal her beauty walked in, holding a bamboo basket.

Her face looked a little tired, as if she hadn't rested for a long time.

But when she saw Fang Chang, who was leisurely feeding the fish by the pond, the woman still showed an intoxicating smile, and the fatigue on her face seemed to dissipate a lot.

"Fang Lang, I came back late. You must be hungry. I bought fish today, so I'm going to cook."

The woman walked quickly to the kitchen.

Fang Chang looked at the woman's graceful back and couldn't help but touch his chin.

"Do I really have any advantages that I don't see?"

Otherwise, why would this woman be so stupid and devoted to him?

He has been a stay-at-home guy for nearly five years. He has never earned a dime. He sleeps (cultivates) all day long, feeds fish, waits for the woman to come back and cook, and has to wait on him at night.

Even he felt it was too much.

But there was no trace of resentment in the woman's heart, but she still treated him wholeheartedly.

Maybe I shouldn't have agreed that day just for fun.

Fang Chang suddenly felt a hint of regret in his heart. He must have wasted a good woman.

But this trace of regret quickly passed away.

…

The sky is getting dark.

There are oil lamps on the table, and the woman has access to the hall and the kitchen. She is not only proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also good at cooking.

Even if it is just a few simple side dishes, they are all delicious and delicious. Under the light of the oil lamp, the dishes seem to be glowing.

Seeing that Fang Chang lost his appetite after eating a few mouthfuls, the woman put down her bowl and chopsticks and looked at Fang Chang worriedly.

"Fang Lang, but the food is not to your liking? What do you want to eat? There are still some dishes in the kitchen. I will cook them for you."

"Need not."

Fang Chang shook his head and suddenly asked: "Ruyan, have you ever regretted it?"

"Why did Fang Lang say that?"

The woman's eyes were lowered, as if she didn't dare to look at Fang Chang.

Fang Chang said: "You were once a well-trained heiress of the Jiaofang Division. If I hadn't intervened, you would have become famous in Qingdu and sought after by thousands of people.

Those women who were once inferior to you are now in and out of luxury cars, wealthy servants, rich clothes and fine food.

But now you accompany me for a simple meal, and your hands were once worth a fortune, but now you are washing clothes for others for only three or five coppers.

Do you think you won’t know if you don’t let me see it?

Look at your hands, they were once as tender as green onions, but now they are rough and covered with calluses."

The woman retracted her hands conditionally and wriggled uneasily under the dining table.

"I believe in Fang Lang. With Fang Lang's talent, sooner or later he will make a difference."

Fang Chang sneered: "The poem I wrote for you was bought from some poor scholars in the countryside. Do you really think that someone like me has such talent?

Now I am penniless, and you can hardly even pay the rent for this house, so why should you deceive yourself?"

The woman suddenly raised her head, her tone was very firm.

"I don't care. As long as Fang Lang doesn't drive me away, even if I want to beg on the streets with Fang Lang, I won't leave."

Fang Chang couldn't help but sigh and said: "What are you insisting on? I'm not a good person. I'm very sorry for wasting your time for several years."

The woman suddenly laughed, and she rolled her hair, looking very gentle.

"Does Fang Lang want to provoke me into leaving?"

"Although I have suffered some hardships in the past few years, Fang Lang, haven't you paid for me? The mother who came to make trouble, once wanted to get my young master, the difficult landlady, and the maid Xiaocui who seduced Fang Lang...

…

I know all these things, but Fang Lang, you have never told me or complained.

From that moment on, I knew you didn’t want to play with me, Fang Lang.

Fang Lang, do you know what attracts me most to you?

It's your eyes that are always calm and calm. Originally, I only regarded you as my first benefactor. From the first day we entered the Jiaofang Division, my mother taught us that men can't be trusted.

But when you were kicked out of Jiaofangsi, you were so calm and confident when you faced the strange looks from the people on the street.

I suddenly became excited.

The lessons of countless sisters told me that the men who come to Jiaofangsi are not good things, but I still came to you like a moth to a flame."

The woman looked at Fang Chang with firm eyes: "At that time, I told myself that if you don't give up, I will never leave.

If you make the wrong choice, you will just die."

Fang Chang felt that the woman's eyes were particularly hot, and he wanted to tell her that he didn't need to pay attention to these small characters, of course he would take it easy.

He has strength and is certainly confident.

"Since Fang Lang has no appetite, I'll go downstairs and give it to you."

The woman wiped the corners of her eyes, stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Fang Chang's eyebrows were deeply raised, the demon's eyes were beating inexplicably, and threads that he couldn't see penetrated into the depths of his soul.
Chapter completed!