After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Chapter 513: Cooking Porridge

The sun rises, golden morning light fills the house, and Lin Chuan slowly opens his eyes.

"Are you satisfied with the gift, sir?"

Lin Wanxi's cheeks were flushed, her voice was as soft as a mosquito, and her eyes were looking straight at Lin Chuan.

"Is this... a dream method?"

Lin Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, his thoughts still lingering in the dream just now.

Recalling the happy reunion scene in his dream, he swallowed unconsciously in his throat, with a look of aftertaste still on his face.

"Dream Induction is a magical power unique to the Succubus clan. My biological mother is from the Succubus clan. I awakened this ability when my bloodline awakened for the third time."

Lin Wanxi lowered her eyes and whispered, her hair falling down, half covering the tips of her red ears.

"But why didn't I notice anything unusual in my dream just now?"

Lin Chuan frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"That's because I just helped you build and maintain your dream. After guiding the development of things a little, I gave you the dominant position in the dream..."

Lin Wanxi's voice became smaller and smaller, and her ears turned red as if they were about to bleed.

She only guided the development of things a little when she first constructed the dream. After incorporating all the people Lin Chuan was familiar with into the dream, she handed over the initiative to Lin Chuan.

It can be said that Lin Chuan was controlling everything in the dream based on his own cognition, so naturally it did not feel abrupt.

Of course, she also learned a lot of knowledge through this dream that even Xue Ji had not taught her.

"The magical power of the dream path can actually be used in this way..." Lin Chuan's eyes lit up slightly, with a hint of novelty in his eyes.

"Sir, if there is someone you particularly like but cannot have, please let me see her appearance, and then I will weave it into your dream..."

Lin Wanxi's cheeks flushed red, and shyness almost overflowed from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

"???"

Lin Chuan was slightly stunned, his tone filled with a bit of helplessness and a sense of being at a loss for words. "Who taught you all these ideas?"

"Xue...Aunt Xue taught me..."

Lin Wanxi's face became even hotter when she thought about how Xue Ji had always given her some knowledge intentionally or unintentionally in her spare time, as she was worried that she would not be able to compete with the other people around Lin Chuan in the future.

"What else did Senior Xue teach Wanxi?"

Lin Chuan was very interested, his eyes fixed on Lin Wanxi.

"Um……"

Lin Wanxi pursed her lips and buried her head in Lin Chuan's arms. With a hint of shyness and timidity, she whispered, "I can still imitate the contents of your dream outside when you enter it, but I'm too disappointing. I'll demonstrate it to you next time, okay?"

"Still calling me Master?"

Lin Chuan chuckled and gently scratched her hot earlobe with his fingertips, with a hint of mischief in his tone.

"Hu... Husband..."

Lin Wanxi's voice trembled, and her cheek was pressed against Lin Chuan's chest.

"Be good, I'll go make some porridge for my wife to moisten her throat."

As Lin Chuan spoke, he raised his hand and stroked her head lovingly. Then he took out a set of clean clothes from the storage space, put them on, turned around and walked out of the room.

After the door closed, the whole room fell into silence. Lin Wanxi stared at the door, the corners of her lips unconsciously raised.

After a while, a trace of resentment appeared on her face. She frowned and stood up, her fingertips stroking the glaring red on the bed sheet, and finally put it into the storage space.

……

"Achuan, have you rested well?"

As soon as Lin Chuan came out of the house, he saw two pairs of eyes looking at him from the pavilion.

"You...didn't sleep all night?"

Although Jiang Wanying and the others had already agreed, when Lin Chuan stepped out of the room and met their eyes, a trace of guilt still surged uncontrollably into his heart.

"I did rest, but I got up early." Jiang Wanying raised the corners of her lips and gently brushed the loose hair on her temples with her fingertips.

"I thought my husband would at least get up in the afternoon." Bai Zhi raised the corners of her eyes slightly, with a hint of teasing in her tone.

"..."

Lin Chuan scratched his head and asked tentatively, "Are you hungry? I'll make you some breakfast."

"I'm with Ah Chuan, so I can learn cooking at the same time."

"I want to help my husband too!"

……

Inside the Fresh Food Hall.

"Didn't I tell you not to come in and disturb..."

Hearing the footsteps, Jun Moxie frowned and turned back with an unhappy look. However, when he saw Lin Chuan and the others stepping into the hall, he suddenly froze.

"Senior Jun, are you...cooking for me personally?"

Lin Chuan looked at Jun Moxie, who was busy at the stove with a dusty face, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"..."

Jun Moxie looked a little uneasy, and said in a deep voice, "I'm tired of eating the food made by my subordinates all the time, so I came here to make it myself."

"I didn't realize that Senior Jun is quite diligent."

Lin Chuan nodded, and then led Jiang Wanying and Bai Zhi to start carefully selecting the ingredients.

"Didn't Ruyiyuan's breakfast get delivered today?"

Jun Moxie looked away from the stove, frowning slightly, his tone filled with doubt.

"I sent it over, but I wasn't very hungry at the time, so I asked them to leave." Jiang Wanying said calmly.

"Why don't you just tell your men to make another one? There's no need to come over and cook it yourself, right?"

Jun Moxie frowned slightly, his tone filled with confusion.

"It makes sense here, but it's always better to do it yourself."

Lin Chuan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a serious look.

"This idea coincides with mine."

Jun Moxie nodded secretly, his eyes flickering slightly, as if he remembered something, his expression changed, "By the way, why don't I see Wan Xi?"

"Father-in-law, don't worry. Wanxi... hasn't woken up yet." A hint of unnaturalness suddenly flashed across Lin Chuan's face.

"Hasn't it woken up yet at this hour? I remember Wanxi used to..."

Jun Moxie's expression suddenly froze, and his voice stopped abruptly. A complex look flashed across his eyes, and his tone suddenly became gloomy, "Don't tell me you are here to cook for Wan Xi.

"As expected, nothing can be hidden from my father-in-law." Lin Chuan laughed dryly and raised his hand to scratch his head.

"..."

Jun Moxie said nothing, staring at Lin Chuan with a dim gaze.

"Father-in-law, the food in your pot seems to be burnt."

Seeing this, Lin Chuan coughed twice, glanced at the stove, and reminded with a slightly embarrassed look.

"Oops……"

Jun Moxie's expression changed, and he hurriedly lifted the lid and looked inside the pot, his voice filled with annoyance, "You little bastard, it's all your fault for interrupting me!"

"Senior Jun is cooking... porridge?" Lin Chuan stared at the barely recognizable ingredients in the pot, his eyes full of confusion.

"What's wrong? No? I just like to drink some porridge."

Jun Moxie choked with his neck stiffened, and frantically stirred the burnt porridge at the bottom of the pot with a spoon.

"Are you really drinking it by yourself? Could it be..."

Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke with a teasing and tentative tone.

"..."

"Go away, go away and go do something else. I get upset just seeing you. Be nicer to my daughter from now on, or I'll make you suffer."

……