Maybe this is a sweet burden... Beilong hugged Zhu Yan, who was already dozing off in a daze, stared at the changes in the soup pot with his eyes, added medicinal materials from time to time and made adjustments. If nothing unexpected happens, Beisao Hot Pot Restaurant will close around twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but if any customers eat late, it is possible to do it until three or four in the morning, so Beilong needs to finish work before twelve o'clock.

To achieve the perfect medicinal effect of Libashanxi Decoction, Beilong needs to stay awake and keep simmering the soup pot for three days and three nights!

But Beilong certainly does not have this condition. First, it has been too long for the medicine to be boiled, and second, it is urgently necessary to improve his strength.

So Beilong chose a simple match, which only takes six hours to finish the work. Although the Libashanxi Decoction produced only has about 70% effect, Beilong felt that it was worth it. After all, he didn't know when the evolution of the end of the world would be in trouble, so it would be better to let himself grow up in advance.

Bei Long brought Zhu Yan home around 6 p.m., and it was just about 12 p.m. to finish his work at midnight.

Zhu Yan actually didn't want to sleep, but for the sake of the concert, she has been practicing dancing for fourteen hours every day for the past two days, and she has been overdrawn, so she can't open her eyes when she leans against Bei Long's arms...

Beilong simply massaged her sleeping hole gently so that she could have a deep sleep and rest. Fortunately, after all the medicinal materials that should be put in the back, he could finally make time to rest, so he simply sat down on the small stool and held Zhu Yan in his arms to make her have a more comfortable position.

To be honest, after Beilong returned, he didn't want to find a woman so soon, let alone fall in love.

Even if he wants to fall in love, Bei Long will not find an ordinary person. If he doesn’t have superpowers, he should be a martial artsman.

But love really makes no sense. If Bei Long just liked Zhu Yan at the beginning, then when he saw Zhu Yan helping in the hot pot restaurant, he was really moved.

So he can only try to become stronger as soon as possible. Only when he is strong enough can he protect the person he loves.

After waiting for the time, Beilong turned off the fire and gently carried Zhu Yan in a princess-wrapping position. He hugged her to his room and placed her carefully on the bed. His hands could ruthlessly dig out the enemy's heart, or take off the girl's shoes tenderly, and carefully and considerately cover Zhu Yan with the quilt. Then he left silently to finish the Libashanxi Tang.

When the door was closed, Zhu Yan, who was sleeping in a daze, suddenly opened her eyes. Her watery peach blossom eyes shone brightly in the moonlight. She hugged the quilt of her beloved man in her arms and took a deep breath:

Cough! It smells so stinky!

Zhu Yan choked and burst into tears: She is so handsome, why is she so smelly in the bed? What an annoying smelly man! When you live together in the future, you must urge him to take a bath every day, and not let him go to bed without taking a bath!

Zhu Yan suddenly remembered her own home. Her mother forced her father to take a shower every day like she was chasing debts. Her father was clamoring in the group. Who would have thought that he would play tricks with his wife at home every night without taking a shower?

Hoho, man!

As Zhu Yan's upper and lower eyelids started fighting again, they joined forces as they fought...

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Chapter completed!