I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

As Ning Qian pulled him into the room, she blushed and asked, "Junior brother, what do you call my...husband in this world?"

Fang Xuan was taken aback.

Husband? He thought about it and realized that people don't really use the term "husband" much these days.

Husband? Darling?

As he was thinking, a rather improper idea suddenly popped into his head.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Shout 'eight hundred...'"

Ning Qian's ears turned slightly red. She lowered her head, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers. After a while, she raised her head with a serious expression.

"Eight hundred—~"

Fang Xuan was completely stunned.

Um... Senior sister actually... actually shouted it.

She stood at the doorway, the light shining from behind her, her lips slightly pursed. After calling out, she lowered her head shyly.

Fang Xuan was completely stumped.

It's so weird, but I inexplicably like it... What's going on?

He quickly pretended to rub his eyes and lowered his head to stop himself from laughing.

"Ahem... that 'senior sister' is an intimate term of address, something you only use when you're doing it, um, yes."

He definitely didn't want his senior sister calling him that in the street...

Ning Qian raised her head and nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"Oh, I...I know, eight hundred." She tried calling out again, but her voice was much softer than before.

It was indeed a very intimate tone, which made her feel embarrassed as soon as it was said.

She lowered her head, and the tips of her ears turned red.

Regardless of all that, let's consummate the marriage first.

She took Fang Xuan's hand and continued walking into the room...

......

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, and only the bedside lamp was on...

"Slow...slow down, it's too deep..." Ning Qian's voice was broken and tearful.

Fang Xuan stopped: "Senior Sister, what did I just say?"

Ning Qian was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what was happening.

She lifted her face from the pillow, turned her head to look at him, her eyes red-rimmed and her eyelashes wet.

"——～—————"

Fang Xuan swallowed hard.

Can't stand it.

What my senior sister said really resonated with me.

Cough cough... Okay, he really is a pervert.

No, no, he's a genius!

"Senior sister, call her quickly." His voice was a little hoarse.

"Um......

"Eight hundred~"

"Senior sister, say it again."

"Oh, okay... okay, eight hundred~"

"Keep shouting! Keep shouting!"

"——~"

Ning Qian called out again and again, her voice growing softer and softer until it was just a breath.

Her tears soaked a small patch of the pillow; her hands gripped the sheets, her knuckles turning white...

Fang Xuan felt that he was extremely guilty.

So, in order to atone for his sins, he had no choice but to shamelessly say, "Senior sister... you seduced me first."

"Huh?" Ning Qian was already dazed and didn't know what Fang Xuan was talking about.

She just felt that the more she called him by that intimate nickname, the more hard-working her junior brother seemed to become..

.......

I don't know how many hours later.

Fang Xuan leaned back on the sofa, tilted his head back, stared at the ceiling, and was completely free of desires, having released all his pent-up emotions.

My senior sister's level of comfort today ranks third in history.

The TV was still on, showing some kind of variety show, with bursts of laughter.

Of course, he didn't listen to anything.

Ning Qian came out of the shower, changed into his short-sleeved shirt, and his hair was still wet.

She went to the kitchen, stood in front of the microwave, and tilted her head to start studying it.

With a serious little face, she flipped through the instruction manual several times, looked at the buttons on the microwave, and then looked at the manual again.

She stretched out her finger, wanting to press it, but then pulled it back, afraid of pressing the wrong thing and breaking it.

She read the instruction manual again, but still didn't quite understand.

The magical artifacts in this world are even more difficult to use than those in the cultivation world.

Fang Xuan looked at her and also got up and went to the kitchen.

"Senior sister, this is how you use it."

Just like last time, he stood behind her, held her hand, and guided her fingers to press each finger one by one.

Set the time, press start, the microwave hums, the light inside turns on, and the turntable slowly rotates.

Ning Qian stared at the turntable for a while, then looked up at Fang Xuan.

"Mmm," she responded, sounding quite happy.

Looking at the slight upturn of her lips, Fang Xuan felt that he could teach his teacher how to use home appliances a few more times.

It seems there are still many things I want from my teacher, like the erotic toys from earlier...

Ahem... there are still many ways to play.

As he was thinking, Ning Qian pointed to the juicer again.

"Junior brother, and that one too..."

"Okay, okay." Fang Xuan then taught her how to use the juicer, although her senior sister was also... cough cough...

Ning Qian learns things very quickly, but she is always very serious when learning something new, like a child seeing snow for the first time.

I guess he's gotten stupid from staying here too long.

He also taught him how to use an induction cooker, a kettle, and a water heater.

Honestly, isn't this also a form of discipline...?

.......

Ning Qian studied very diligently. Every time she learned something, she would say "hmm" and then try it out herself to make sure there were no problems before learning the next one.

After teaching these things, she suddenly spoke again.

"I want to drink."

Fang Xuan was taken aback: "Senior Sister, didn't you just drink some?"

Ning Qian didn't speak, she just looked at him.

Then she added, "Eight hundred~".

After she finished shouting, she lowered her head and pretended to be examining the inner pot of the rice cooker.

She had noticed before that her junior brother would always get shy when she used this intimate term of endearment, and then he would feel embarrassed to refuse her.

But she didn't know that Fang Xuan only had one thought in his mind right now.

My senior sister called out, and called out again...

Fang Xuan originally wanted to refuse, but now he really couldn't refuse.

How could he bear to refuse his senior sister?

It definitely wasn't because of... cough cough, shouting—things.

"Then... let's go to the balcony and have a little barbecue."

Ning Qian nodded happily and turned to get some beer from the refrigerator.

She opened the refrigerator door, squatted down, and took out the beer cans one by one.

His movements were very practiced, and his expression was very serious, as if he were doing something important.

Fang Xuan looked at her, completely baffled that his senior sister would be addicted to beer...

He sighed and went to the kitchen to get the barbecue equipment.

The grill was bought last time; I used it once and then put it away in the cabinet.

Charcoal, skewers, and seasonings were all moved to the balcony one by one.

The balcony is small, with a small table and two chairs.

Fang Xuan set up the grill and lit the charcoal fire.

He arranged the meat skewers, chicken wings, and corn in rows on the grill, brushed them with oil, sprinkled them with seasonings, and the sizzling sound filled the air.

Ning Qian sat in a chair with three cans of beer in front of her.

She opened a can, held it in both hands, and drank it in small sips.

She watched Fang Xuan's back as he grilled skewers, wearing a blue apron with a cartoon cat printed on it.

Junior brother...so cute.

Should we get my junior brother drunk and then give him a good beating?

However, she eventually gave up on the idea.

Of course, even if she wanted to, she couldn't do it.

Fang Xuan can't get drunk at all when it comes to beer, but his silly senior sister is the only one who loves to drink and gets drunk.

.......

Ning Qian took a sip of beer and squinted her eyes.

She remembered that a long time ago, when she was in the Qingyun Sect, her junior brother also cooked for her in the same way.

At that time, he was a beginner and knew nothing. He would cut his hand while chopping vegetables and burn the food while stir-frying.

But she thought it was delicious, every meal was delicious.

Fang Xuan handed her the first skewer of grilled beef. "Senior sister, have a taste."

Ning Qian took it and took a bite.

It was very hot, she breathed on it.

"tasty......"

Fang Xuan smiled and said, "Of course."

He continued grilling, while Ningxian continued drinking.

When she was halfway through the second can, her head started nodding again...