The white-clothed Gu Master said something unpleasantly, and she said:

"Don't be more timid."

Chen Lan smiled and handed Xiuhe over to the white-clothed Gu Master.

It's strange that the Xiuhe organs always listened to the orders of Chen Lan and Shen Qiu, but after the White-clothed Gu Master was summoned, they obediently followed the White-clothed Gu Master to the other side of the courtyard.

Chen Lan was not worried either. She was walking forward in the courtyard as if she had returned to her own home.

Soon, I arrived at the support room.

She tidied up her clothes, pushed open the door, and saw the witch taking a bath in the bathhouse covered with petals.

This was her habit when she woke up.

Mrs. Tongtang, based on her age, she should be in her thirties this year.

But her skin is as delicate as jade and her slender figure makes Chen Lan a little jealous. But the area that should be big is not small at all, and her two slender legs have no trace of fat.

She just closed her eyes and lay in the water full of fragrant petals, and let Shen Lan sneak a glance at her body openly.

To be honest, even though they are both women, Chen Lan had a fire that rose from her lower abdomen when she saw the perfect body looming in the water.

Men and women appreciate beauty in fact.

I don’t know what Zhang Moye thought, but he wasted his talents for more than ten years...

"Xiao Lan'er, have you seen enough?"

A slightly hoarse voice in the magnetism sounded from the water, which made Chen Lan feel horrible and hurriedly gathered her mind, lowered her head, and started to look around, not daring to look around again.

But Mrs. Tong Tang in the water didn't care.

There was a smile on the face of the melon-shaped face that was more fat and less thin, as if it was joking with the caring younger generation.

She lazily stretched out her left hand and held up a petal, she said:

"Xiao Lan'er, come here and help you Aunt Tongtang see. Are there any wrinkles on my face?"

Although it was a gentle tone of teasing, Chen Lan did not dare to delay.

She quickly walked to the other side of the bath, and knelt on the edge, looking carefully at Mrs. Tongtang's long black hair scattered in the water. After looking at it several times, Chen Lan said:

"Well, it really looks less smooth than before. Maybe the lady is annoyed by those incompetent guys recently?"

"Oh, yes."

Mrs. Tongtang closed her eyes and said helplessly:

"I didn't want to care about it, but my brother's son wrote a letter begging me, and he almost called me a little mother. He used his brother's past relationship to squeeze me out, and I had no choice.

You can't lose your identity in front of the younger generation.

Xiaolan'er, why not, you can remove that Chu for me... Every time I see his face that looks very similar to my brother, I feel very upset."

Chen Lan just thought he didn't hear it.

It’s not impossible to kill Zhang Chu, nor is it impossible to do it.

But Mrs. Tongtang must have been talking and having fun.

Although the lady seemed rebellious and didn't care about anything, she cared about anything related to Zhang Moye very much.

Oh, by the way, the "brother" in the lady's mouth.

It is the name of Miaojiang women as lovers.

Mrs. Tongtang did not hide her admiration for Zhang Moye at all. Even if everyone in the world knew that Zhang Moye was deeply in love with his deceased wife Feng Yuhan.

"Madam, I brought this back."

Chen Lan took out the small jade bottle from her arms and put it in the palm of Mrs. Tongtang's hand.

The lady felt the cold air coming from the bottle and then opened her eyes.

How to say it.

It is the most beautiful thing in the world, but when you open your eyes, it looks like the finishing touch of a painting.

The static beauty became vivid in an instant, and in her big eyes, there was a reflection of the sky.

She put the bottle in front of her eyes, pulled the cap, took a look, and said with satisfaction:

"Yes, the cold jade silkworm, the last one left in the world.

It is still a larvae, without power, but once it grows up, it can spit out cold jade silk, which is extremely tough and can lift a thousand kilograms of huge rocks.

The fan in the old ghost Tashi Tseren was woven with this cold jade silk. Xiaolan'er, you did a good job this time, I am very satisfied with my aunt."

Chen Lan responded with a smile.

She was also curious, and she could finally ask.

She looked at Mrs. Tongtang stretching out two slender jade fingers and holding the last cold jade silkworm in the world in her hand, and asked softly:

"Madam, are you going to use such a worldly wonder to create a peerless insect to intimidate both good and evil, or..."

"puff"

Chen Lan hasn't finished speaking yet.

She was stunned to see that at the fingertips of Mrs. Tongtang, the fat cold jade silkworm exploded, like a burst of pulp.

As the cold air splashed everywhere, the crystal clear juice was splashed in the palm of Mrs. Tong Tang's hand.

Just like applying cosmetics, the lady applied her hands evenly and applied the juice that emitted a cold fragrance to every part of her cheeks, not even her hair.

After Mrs. Tongtang finished applying "cosmetics", she lay comfortably in the water as if she had applied a facial mask.

Maybe I felt that the water temperature was not enough, so I swung it casually and a red insect the size of a mosquito fell into the water.

It was like a hot rock falling under the water. In a blink of an eye, a trace of steam rose on the water surface.

Mrs. Tongtang moaned comfortably, and Chen Lan's blood was ignited, and her heart was in a state of chaos for a moment, and then she heard her wife ask.

"Xiao Lan'er, what did you say just now? Aunt didn't hear it clearly."

"Uh, nothing."

Chen Lan pursed her lips, she lowered her head and said:

"My wife asked me to go to Liaodong to retrieve the cold jade silkworms, just to maintain my skin?"

"yes."

The witch said in a gentle tone:

"The cold jade silkworm, in addition to being able to make silk, is its greatest use is to keep women from getting old.

You see, I have wrinkles, how can this work?

What if my brother comes to see me in the future and sees wrinkles on my face and no longer love me? This is a huge deal to do with my image in my heart.

Xiaolan'er, you did a very good job this time."

The lady stretched out her hand and stroked Chen Lan's delicate chin, and she whispered:

"Tell me, whatever you want. Your aunt will satisfy you... Of course, this body cannot do it.

This body and this heart...
Chapter completed!