Please, I Really Don’t Want To Fall In Love with the Boss.

Deacon Wang took the spoon from her.

"If you have something you want to eat, just tell the disciples directly, why bother to get it yourself."

Leng Wuyan turned her head, "You don't understand, this is also a practice."

She actually wanted to make soup for Li Ran herself.

Aren't all virtuous girlfriends like this?

"The realm of the head, the disciple really doesn't understand. But when it comes to cooking, the disciple must know a little more than the head." Deacon Wang said with a smile.

"Yes!"

Leng Wuyan's eyes lit up, "Deacon Wang, come and teach me how to make soup!"

Deacon Wang: "Huh?"

...

Li Ran pushed open the door and walked out, the warm sun shining on his body.

Firmly stretched.

"The weather is so nice."

With the existence of Duotian Gong, he does not need to meditate at all, and his cultivation will naturally rise.

This kind of salted fish life is simply not too cool.

"It's okay to bask in the sun, tease Aqin, and talk about love with the head. These days, the gods won't change when they come!"

"Is this big villain a little incompetent?"

But to be honest, Youluo Temple is completely different from the Demon Gate in his impression.

The disciples here are in harmony, the elders are amiable, and even the head is very cute.

There's no such thing as a magical temperament.

"I don't know how it became a demon, or the top one..." Li Ran shook his head inexplicably.

"Sir Saint Son!"

There was a coquettish cry not far away, and Lu Xinran jumped up and down in front of him.

"Lord Holy Son, long time no see!"

"I didn't see it yesterday..."

Since the last time she helped her break through, this girl has become more clingy, and now Li Ran has a headache when she sees her.

"I haven't seen you for a day, like every three autumns~"

Lu Xinran took out a small box and handed it to him.

"give."

"What is this?" Li Ran asked in confusion.

Lu Xinran smiled and said, "This is the cake I made for you two hours early. It's absolutely delicious!"

"You still cook?"

Li Ran took it over suspiciously, and after opening it, he smelled a familiar smell.

"It wouldn't be..."

"Qianqiang~ Xiaolu's secret sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Lord Shengzi, please try it."

"Osmanthus cake again?"

Li Ran's face turned green.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake last night almost vomited him.

I wanted to leave directly, but seeing the bloodshot in her eyes, I hesitated for a while, and still picked up a piece and stuffed it into my mouth.

I didn't expect it to taste good.

"How is it?" Deer looked at him expectantly.

"Not bad." Li Ran nodded.

"Yeah!"

Lu Xinran jumped up excitedly, "As long as Lord Saint Son likes it, I can make it for you every day."

"Forget it, I thank you."

"I will also make plum cake~"

"..."

Lu Xinran pestered him for a while before being called back to practice.

Li Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, an inner disciple came over with an envelope in his hand, "Master Holy Son, here is a letter from you."

"Letter? Who will write to me?" Li Ran was a little curious.

"The disciple doesn't know either, only that it was sent from Wuyang City."

Li Ran suddenly understood, "That should be a letter from home."

He tore open the envelope and took out a piece of jade from it.

Although it is a letter, it is not in the form of paper, but uses jade as thin as a cicada's wings as a carrier to enter the information into it.

It can only be viewed in a specific way, otherwise it will be destroyed directly.

It is also an encrypted letter.

Li Ran urged the spiritual power to be injected into it, and the familiar voice sounded directly in his ears.

It's his uncle.

First, he greeted him warmly, and then what he said made Li Ran dumbfounded.