She has no clue.

The bamboo house in the middle.

There is smoke from the kitchen all day long, barbecue, hot pot, pancakes every day...

Ling Zhouyue is like a peach. Under the irrigation of Xiao Ran's meticulous filial piety, the growth is gratifying. Not only is her complexion much better than before, but her skin is also shiny and tender. She is not inferior to her first appearance. She has gained ten pounds in just a few days.

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She used to go out every other day to get drunk, but now Tianshu pretends to be sick at home, occupying Xiao Ran's eight-square-meter bed, with clothes on her hands and food on her hands.

Over the past few days, the most intense sports she did were fishing and peeing.

She was lazy and enjoying herself, completely losing her graceful grace as a sword holder. She looked as fat as a little woman, but her charm was even greater than before.

One day, she finally realized something was wrong.

"Evil disciple, look how fat I have become!"

Xiao Ran said:

"Master, it's easy for you to use magic to lose weight."

"Spells to lose weight are either a blind method or will damage the spiritual veins. I want to exercise to lose weight. Draw your sword and let me see if your swordsmanship has improved. Hurry!"

Xiao Ran ignored her and just focused on gathering wool.

He doesn't want to be fucked to the ground by his master again...

Ling Zhouyue saw his concerns and said softly:

"I'll be gentle this time and I'll definitely give you face. Let's fight for a while."

"If you don't come, you can find Chu Yan."

"Idiot, I want you!"

…

This day.

A fairy boat and an eagle flew from the sky.
Chapter completed!