His cooking is so delicious that he's become the darling of the entire cultivation world.

Chapter 392 Don't Hang

After Immortal Venerable Jiqing left, Yun Ci lay on the bed playing with his communication artifact, replying to messages somewhat lazily.

I occasionally browse interesting news and read some gossip that people are chatting about in group chats.

I don't know when it started, but he has joined countless groups.

There are many groups, and he doesn't even know who added him to them. Ye Qingqing alone has added him to five or six groups.

Sometimes, Yun Ci would randomly click into a group chat and see everyone posting their own photos.

Seeing those people chatting enthusiastically about her without even knowing she was in the group, and seeing those words, Yun Ci often thought of herself as a lurker.

As she looked at the screen, Yun Ci remembered Chu Ziming's words and fell into a daze.

At this moment, Chu Ziming sent a voice call.

Yun Ci glanced at the little ones sleeping in the crib next to her and hung up the call.

Just as she was about to send a message, the call came in again, and Yun Ci hung up once more.

Several times in a row, the other party relentlessly called, and Yun Ci finally answered.

Chu Ziming said, feeling wronged, "Yun Ci, why didn't you answer your phone?"

"The babies are asleep," Yun Ci whispered.

"Yun Ci, wait a moment."

The voice call ended, and immediately a video call came in.

Yun Ci said, "...What? If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up." He still had things to do tomorrow; he needed to figure out what kind of desserts and sushi to make.

Yun Ci yawned and said.

Chu Ziming looked at Yun Ci on the spiritual artifact.

Yun Ci's eyes are extremely beautiful, with a slightly rounded shape that is clean and pleasing to the eye. They make people feel comfortable when they look into them, and it is easy to make people like them more.

At this moment, Yun Ci lay on the bed, revealing a little bit of her white undergarment and the edge of the quilt. She exuded languor, her eyes slightly drooping, and her eyelashes long and curled.

Her nose was slightly upturned, and her eyebrows revealed fair and delicate features; there was not a single flaw in her appearance.

Chu Ziming had seen Yun Ci like this countless times, and each time it made his heart soften and he wished he could lick Yun Ci's hands, feet, face, and whole body.

Chu Ziming recalled how Yun Ci mouthed words to him that day, her eyes seeming to have hooks.

For some reason, Chu Ziming felt that the room was a little warmer.

Chu Ziming said urgently, "Yun Ci, go to sleep, just sleep like this, don't hang up."

He wanted to keep an eye on Yun Ci.

Yun Ci was taken aback, then immediately refused, "No."

What if he snores, grinds his teeth, drools, or something...

No, logically speaking, they've already "slept" together, so why is he suddenly concerned about his image?

Chu Ziming looked at Yun Ci, whose eyes were sparkling and whose inner thoughts were clearly very rich, raised an eyebrow, and revealed a mischievous smile, "Yun Ci, are you afraid I'll see you snoring, grinding your teeth, and drooling?"

Yun Ci's eyes widened. "Who, who said that!"

In my haste, my voice involuntarily rose a little.

The little ginseng raised its head, looked in Yun Ci's direction, and called out "Little Daddy" in a childish voice before collapsing back onto the pillow and falling asleep.

Chu Ziming leaned against the headboard, one hand behind his head, looking at the flustered Yun Ci with his puppy-dog eyes full of joy, "Yun Ci, you don't snore or grind your teeth when you sleep."

He only sometimes hears faint breathing sounds, which he always loves to hear.

He liked to listen to his breathing while looking at Yun Ci.

"I think you look especially cute when you're sleeping."

Yun Ci, “…”

What's wrong with this guy? How come he can still talk like this so fluently after four years? Anyone who didn't know better would think he's a very emotional person.

Yun Ci became suspicious.

"Yun Ci, why aren't you saying anything, Yun Ci?"

"Yun Ci, please don't ignore me."

"Yun Ci, I'll listen to what you and the Immortal Venerable have to say..."

"Shut up." The little ones will be woken up soon.

“Okay, then I’ll watch you sleep,” Chu Ziming said.

“Chu Ziming, you’re so greedy right now,” Yun Ci said.

Chu Ziming felt that he could actually be even more greedy: "Yun Ci, I will miss you when I can't see you. Every time I miss you, I can't do anything."

Yun Ci said, "Oh, then you should go to sleep. It's bedtime now."

Chu Zimo, "?"

"Yun Ci, don't hang up, if you hang up I'll..."

"..."

On the other side, Chu Ziming looked at the communication device that had been disconnected, smiled, and got up to pick up a stack of brown parchment paper.

......

The next day, after Yun left Lingxiu Peak, Chu Ziming arrived at a certain place.

The ground was covered with pink petals, and petals drifted down from the sky like snowflakes, as if a rain of petals was falling.

The peach blossoms fluttering in the air are so beautiful that it's no exaggeration to call it a fairyland.

Two figures sat facing each other in the pavilion, with a half-finished chess game in front of them.

When Sect Leader Cangxuan saw where the chess piece had landed, he looked up and smiled, "Jiqing, are you distracted today? Are you not going to play?"

The man in white across from him remained expressionless and simply said, "It's your turn."

Sect Leader Cangxuan picked up a chess piece, looked at it, and placed it on the chessboard.

"Sect Leader, Immortal Venerable, Chu Zimo requests an audience." An inner disciple approached and clasped his hands in greeting.

Sect Leader Cangxuan looked surprised. "Why is Xiao Mo here? Is he looking for you?"

Immortal Venerable Jiqing did not raise his head.

Sect Leader Cang Xuan took this as tacit agreement and waved his hand, "Let him in."

Chu Ziming nodded to the person in front of him, walked in, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and instead of calling him "Master," said, "Immortal Venerable, I have something to say to you."

Chu Ziming then turned to the Cangxuan Sect Leader, his meaning quite clear.

Sect Leader Cang Xuan smiled elegantly, "Let me leave?"

Chu Ziming pursed his lips and muttered under his breath, "Isn't it obvious? Can't you see it, Sect Leader..."

Sect Leader Cang Xuan chuckled, "You brat, alright, you two chat, I'll go see what Hall Master Zheng wants with me."

Chu Ziming clasped his hands in a fist and smiled, saying, "Thank you very much, Sect Leader."

Sect Leader Cangxuan smiled, turned around and walked forward, looking at the person sitting there with an indifferent expression, "I remember the chess game."

This person once said that once a move is made, it cannot be taken back, but now he's cheating, showing pity for the pieces already on the chessboard.

Thinking of this, Sect Leader Cangxuan smiled and shook his head.

The Immortal Venerable Jiqing looked up, his eyes devoid of any warmth.

Sect Leader Cang Xuan wasn't afraid at all, and disappeared from the spot with a smile.

The surroundings quieted down, with only peach petals fluttering in the air.

Chu Ziming took out something and handed it to Immortal Venerable Jiqing, saying solemnly,

"Immortal Venerable, I am serious about Yun Ci."