Author: Yiwanyue

The Su Jiaojiao of the past would definitely have ridiculed her. How could a fox smell the scent of a monster? You, Su Nuan, are probably not dreaming.

But after seeing Su Nuan's powerful ability, Su Jiaojiao exclaimed: "This fox is really powerful."

The white fox searched around and felt that there were blood spirits everywhere, but he couldn't find them anywhere.

In the end, he had to return to Su Nuan's feet in frustration.

Wen Sang seemed to be afraid of the fox. She moved away from the white fox and forced a smile: "I was attacked by that terrible bat. Fortunately, my sister saved me, otherwise I might have died."

Su Nuan was thoughtful and asked, "Is Senior Wen Lan at home?"

Wen Sang nodded and said with a smile: "Sister is busy in the kitchen. I especially like to eat the Dongpo pork she made. She is cooking for me."

The white fox curled his lips: "Don't you have a chef at home? If you want to eat Dongpo meat, ask for a chef. Your sister is not a servant."

Wen Sang's face turned pale and his eye circles turned red instantly: "I didn't mean that. I was too willful."

Probably feeling that what he did was not quite right, Wen Sang lowered his head in frustration.

Su Jinyan, who was standing next to him, saw this and comforted her gently: "Sang Sang, I know you didn't mean it like that, don't blame yourself. I believe Xiaolan won't mind."

The white fox rolled his eyes and whispered: "You are not Wen Lan, how do you know she won't mind."

Su Jinyan glanced coldly at the white fox.

Impolite spiritual pet.

It's the same thing as its owner.

Mother Wen smiled and explained: "The two sisters Xiaolan and Sangsang have a very good relationship. The sisters will not care about these things. Besides, Sangsang missed Xiaolan, so she used the excuse of wanting to eat Dongpo meat.

, let Xiaolan go home. Since Xiaolan became a monk, the number of times Xiaolan has gone home has decreased a lot."

The white fox clicked his tongue and said in surprise: "Since I miss my sister, why don't you go into the kitchen and help her cook together?"

Wen Sang's eyes were red and he said nothing.

Mother Wen couldn't stand it and said in a bad tone: "What do you know about this dog? Sangsang has been in poor health since she was a child. She can't go into the kitchen and can't smell the smoke."

The white fox thought that this family was all weird. Just when it was about to have a quarrel with Mother Wen, the door in the kitchen opened and Wen Lan in an apron came out with black tea.

Wen Lan's face was as pale as ever, she was wearing a light-colored apron and no makeup. As she walked, she said: "Mom, dinner will be ready in half an hour. You should drink some black tea to nourish your stomach first."

When Su Nuan saw Wen Lan, it was like seeing a busy maid.

The whole family was drinking tea and chatting in the living room. Only Wen Lan was busy like a housewife, making dinner and serving tea and water. Compared with the exquisitely dressed Wen Sang, Wen Lan's skin was rough and dull.

Wen Lan put down the tea and then noticed Su Nuan: "Su Nuan? Why are you here?"

Su Nuan briefly explained the investigation of the blood spirit.

Wen Lan took off her apron and wanted to sit down and chat. But she found that there seemed to be no place for her in the living room, and no one offered her a seat. Wen Lan had to stand and said: "The blood spirit is unpredictable, I organized a escort team to round him up.

After many attempts, no trace of it was found. Su Nuan, your idea is very good. Blood spirits do like to return to their victims and wait for opportunities."

Su Nuan said: "I heard that you, senior sister, have also been injured by the blood spirit. Can you let me take a look at the wound?"

Wen Lan said gently: "Okay."

But Wen Lan was standing and Su Nuan was sitting, so it was really inconvenient to see the wound.

The white fox curled up his lips and pointed at Wen Sang, who was sitting as firm as a mountain: "Miss Wen Sang, your sister has been busy in the kitchen all afternoon, can you give her a seat? You didn't even give up your seat to your sister. How can I do that?"

Call it sisterly love?"

Wen Sang's face turned red instantly.

Su Jinyan frowned: "Su Nuan, take care of your fox!"

The white fox sneered: "And you, Su Jinyan, you are still Wen Lan's fiancé. How can you be such a fiancé? Your fiancée is busy in the kitchen, and you don't go to help. Your fiancée doesn't have a seat, and you don't even know.

Bring her a bench. Also, do you like Wen Sang? You are so close to Wen Sang, yoyo, Wen Sang is almost sitting on your lap."

White Fox has always been an outspoken character.

It couldn't stand the Wen family and said it without mercy.

Su Jinyan's face was extremely expressionless: "Stop talking nonsense!"

The white fox took an apple from the coffee table and kept blaring: "Then why don't you make way for Wen Lan? You don't even care about your fiancée, bah, you scumbag."

Su Jinyan wanted to strangle this fox to death.

He hates Su Nuan even more.

It must have been Su Nuan who taught this beast to talk nonsense!

Wen Lan lowered her eyes. In fact, every word of this white fox was on her mind. Su Jinyan was her fiancé, but Wen Sang always deliberately approached Su Jinyan. Every time Su Jinyan came to the Wen family as a guest

, parents and sister were all talking lively to Su Jinyan, as if she, Wen Lan, was an outsider.

"Sister, don't overthink it. The sofa is relatively small, so I sit next to my brother-in-law." Wen Sang stood up with red eyes and reluctantly gave up his seat. "Sister, you sit next to my brother-in-law."

Wen Lan lowered her eyes and sat on the vacant sofa.

Seeing this, Wen's mother quickly called Wen Sang over: "Sang Sang, come and sit on mother's lap."

Wen Sang walked over in frustration, his little back looking pitiful.

The white fox wanted to make some taunts, but was stopped by Su Nuan's look. Su Nuan asked Wen Lan: "You were bitten by the blood spirit, have you recovered now?"

Wen Lan was about to answer when Father Wen over there said displeasedly: "Of course he has recovered. My Xiaolan is a first-level monk and his recovery ability is much faster than that of ordinary people. How serious can a small injury be?"

Su Jinyan also said coldly: "In addition to swordsmanship, Xiaolan also trained as an alchemist. She can refine low-level elixirs, and this minor injury has long been cured."

Su Nuan said calmly: "Please shut up, I didn't ask you."

Father Wen frowned, feeling uncomfortable, thinking that I still don't understand my daughter? What do you, an outsider, know?

Su Jinyan also felt uncomfortable. Xiaolan is my fiancée. I don't know her yet?

There was a hint of sadness in Wen Lan's eyes, and she unbuttoned the top button of her collar: "I took some medicine, but the wound was too deep and it hasn't healed yet."

Her wound was not on her wrist, but on her collarbone and neck.

Wen Lan opened his collar, revealing a festering and black wound. The wound was two deep tooth marks that had not scabbed for a long time, revealing two small black holes. A faint scent of monsters spread from the wound.

come out.

The white fox went over and smelled it, and said in surprise: "Wow, what a serious injury! This blood spirit has sucked at least one-fifth of your blood, and you are not dead yet!"

Wen Lan lowered her eyes: "Still recovering slowly."

The white fox curled his lips and said deliberately: "Tsk tsk, Wen Lan, are you really the biological daughter of the Wen family? Oh my, the little scar on your sister's wrist makes the whole family worried. You are so injured that you are almost dead.

, your dad said it was just a minor injury."
Chapter completed!