"Qitong"

Ji Siyuan was shrouded in golden light and arrived in the world most familiar to him.

The only difference was that he had gained a fiancée.

In his early childhood, his initiative was very low, right up until the day Tang Wutong came to stay at his home.

He guided his body to the door of Tang Wutong's room, and hearing her brief, muffled sobs, he took Tang Wutong by the hand and brought her to his room to sleep together.

Slowly, the days that followed also entered that period most familiar to him.

In the morning he practiced Tang Sect Secret Arts, in the afternoon he followed Rong Nianbing to learn cooking, and in the evening he secretly learned mixology. From time to time he listened to the elders tell stories.

The difference was that there was now one more person by his side for all these things.

Tang Wutong practiced Tang Sect Secret Arts all day long, and perhaps because her talent was limited, the gap between them did not widen by much.

As for cooking, Tang Wutong only gave it a try and had completely no talent in this area.

She transferred all her talent to eating.

Ji Siyuan was responsible for making, and she was responsible for eating.

Mixology at night was even more so, but because of her age, Ji Siyuan didn't dare let Tang Wutong drink either.

Because the alcohol at home was being consumed too quickly, Ji Siyuan was soon apprehended by Ji Dong.

"Mixology is mixology, drinking is not allowed!"

"How can I know the taste of mixed drinks without drinking?"

"Just smell the aroma, and I'll teach you when you grow up. If you dare give Wutong even a sip, your old man here will make your butt bloom."

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