Yan Ning looked at the delicious food on the table, and the tempting fragrance attracted the greed in Yan Ning's belly. But in order not to get involved in the war between the two women, Yan Ning still honestly said not to be hungry.

Zhuang Xiaoya nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "Sister Yuchen, when Yan Ning was at the foot of the mountain, she ate the food I made for him, so she is not hungry now."

Yan Ning complained in his heart when he heard this. Zhuang Xiaoya was right, but it was just the instant noodles that Zhuang Xiaoya made for Yan Ning.

Mo Yuchen was not angry either: "These ingredients are not available at the foot of the mountain. If you don't eat them, it's too wasteful. You should try them."

Yan Ning swallowed, his eyes swept over the food on the table, and his stomach couldn't help but make a rumbling sound. When Mo Yuchen heard this, his red lips opened lightly, showing a proud smile.

Yan Ning thought it was not good, so he hurriedly covered his stomach, afraid that Zhuang Xiaoya would hear it, but things went against her wishes. Zhuang Xiaoya still heard it. She glanced at Yan Ning and couldn't bear to let him starve, so she said, "Sister Yuchen said that, so let's eat something."

"Hehe, OK!" Yan Ning laughed, raised his chopsticks quickly, but suddenly shook him. He immediately found that Zhuang Xiaoya was staring at her, so he smiled bitterly and put down the chopsticks again.

Seeing this, Mo Yuchen drooped his eyes and picked up a dish for Yan Ning, put it in Yan Ning's bowl, and shouted sweetly: "Brother Yan Ning, try this dish!"

Yan Ning scratched the back of his head embarrassedly and looked at Zhuang Xiaoya quietly. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Xiaoya also picked up a dish into Yan Ning's bowl and said, "Honey, don't let down Sister Yuchen's delight, eat it!"

"puff!"

Yan Ning almost choked to death by his saliva. Zhuang Xiaoya refused to call her husband in the past, but today...

When Mo Yuchen heard Zhuang Xiaoya's name, his face gradually became much worse, but then she picked up another chopstick dish and went to Yan Ning's bowl: "Don't be embarrassed, I'll make it if I can't eat enough."

"This dish looks good, you can try it." Zhuang Xiaoya was not willing to be outdone, and picked up a dish with her own hands and stuffed it into Yan Ning's mouth.

In the blink of an eye, all the dishes on the table fell into Yan Ning's mouth until Yan Ning's mouth couldn't be stuffed anymore. The two of them were clamped into Yan Ning's bowl, then held their chin and looked at Yan Ning with anticipation.

Miao Dabao, who was lying on the wall, looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh secretly, thinking to himself how good the silly boy Yan Ning was. If it were it, both of them would probably have been taken away and they would have been sleeping together.

But after all, Miao Dabao is not Yan Ning, and he doesn't understand Yan Ning's suffering. Yan Ning is dedicated to his feelings and likes Zhuang Xiaoya, but he doesn't know how to reject Mo Yuchen. After all, he and others are still at Mo Yuchen's house. What if he gets offended this aunt, can Longhushan give him a good look?

So Yan Ning could only cry while silently sweeping the food on the table.

At this moment, Wang Tianci suddenly walked out of the room and saw the few people sitting at the stone table, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why don't you call me for dinner?"

"It's nothing to do with you!"

"Who are you? Let's go away!"

Zhuang Xiaoya and Mo Yuchen turned around and looked at Wang Tianci with threatening eyes. Even Wang Tianci could not bear the gaze of the two women. They touched their heads speechlessly and returned to the room.

"Cough cough..." Yan Ning accidentally choked, and Zhuang Xiaoya immediately stood up, but found that she was not familiar with the place and didn't even know where to get the water. Instead, Mo Yuchen immediately went into the room and brought a glass of water and handed it to Yan Ning.

Yan Ning took the cup and was about to pour it into his mouth, but Zhuang Xiaoya stopped him: "If you don't drink it, you can only drink it. I'll pour it for you!"

Yan Ning's face turned blue and he was about to be unable to hold on. Zhuang Xiaoya then brought the water. Yan Ning took it and drank it all, lowered his head and gasped. The two of them beat Yan Ning's back one left and one right.

"Enough is enough!"

Yan Ning couldn't bear it anymore, so he jumped up from his position, took several steps back, and looked at the jealous two people and said, "Don't make trouble, I'm almost dying!"

"snort!"

"Who made a fuss!"

The two of them turned their heads unconvincedly and ignored Yan Ning at the same time. Yan Ning was speechless.

Yan Ning quickly changed the topic: "Okay, okay, what are you doing? Look at the food on the table, I have ruined it by myself. What do you let the coffin face and Dabao eat?"

Miao Dabao, who was lying on the wall, said, "Ah? Are you talking about me? I'm not hungry."

Wang Tianci, who was sitting in the room, also heard a voice: "I'm losing weight."

"Damn, it turns out you two have been eavesdropping?!" Yan Ning's face was full of dark lines. These two guys who were changing their minds when they saw the wind would forget that they would not come to help him, and they would still put down the wrong things!

Zhuang Xiaoya and Mo Yuchen pouted, and neither of them was willing to give in, which made Yan Ning extremely distressed.

Fortunately, not long after, Yan Ning's savior returned. The person who came was Hang Wanzong. He led four disciples to carry the medicinal materials that Yan Ning needed into the yard.

Hang Wanzong walked into the yard and couldn't help but stop walking, saying in surprise: "What a heavy murderous intent!"

Yan Ning felt ashamed. Wasn’t this murderous aura created by Zhuang Xiaoya and Mo Yuchen?

"Huh?" Hang Wanzong was also considered an old man. When he saw the expressions of the two girls, he immediately understood and looked at Yan Ning meaningfully.

"Don't get me wrong..." Yan Ning said helplessly.

"No misunderstanding, no misunderstanding!" Hang Wanzong was disrespectful, smiled evilly and said, "Actually, Longhu Mountain is relatively feudal, and we have no objection to polygamy!"

Mo Yuchen's expression changed, and naturally refused to agree. He stamped his feet on the spot and said, "Uncle Master, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhuang Xiaoya was quite angry and cursed at Hang Wanzong: "Old guy, don't lead our Yan Ning!"

Yan Ning thought what Hang Wanzong said was very reasonable, but unfortunately the two of them would never agree.

"Okay, okay, you'll make trouble later. Now I'll lend Yan Ning to me, the old guy for a while." Hang Wanzong laughed, pulled Yan Ning's arm, and said, "I'll prepare all the things you want for you. When will we start?"

Yan Ning also wanted to escape from the battlefield quickly, and showed a grateful look to Hang Wanzong and quickly said, "No need to delay! This is the beginning!"

"What should we do, we will all listen to you."

"Let them leave first." Yan Ning glanced at the four disciples brought by Hang Wanzong.

Hang Wanzong gave them a wink, and the four of them bowed to Hang Wanzong and left.

"I'll help you!"

"I'll come too!"
Chapter completed!