Under One Person: Feng Shui Master, I Will Protect the Mountains and Rivers with My Own Body

As it turns out, the recovery ability of young people is indeed terrifying.

Two hours ago, Xia He was lying on the bed like a cat whose bones had been removed, but after taking a nap, she was immediately full of energy again.

"Stinky, I'm hungry! I'm so hungry!"

Xia He squirmed restlessly in the quilt, like a little pink pig.

She was wearing a loose-fitting white short-sleeved shirt with the collar askew to one side, and her long pink hair was messily plastered on her face.

"What would you like to eat?" Yan Sen rubbed his eyes, glanced at the dark night outside the window, and resignedly sat up.

"Anything is fine, as long as there's meat. I need to nourish my body."

Xia He spoke in a sweet, delicate voice, deliberately pretending to be a weak and helpless little girl, and even patted her flat and firm belly.

With her movements, her breasts, which were about to burst out, swayed trembling under the sheets, making Yan Sen dizzy.

"I'm the one who's really tired..." Yan Sen muttered to himself, then got out of bed and started getting dressed.

Although these words were spoken softly, they still did not escape Xia He's sharp ears.

She raised an eyebrow, grabbed a pillow, and threw it at him: "Go ahead and make sure they get enough nutrition! Hurry up! You'll regret it if you starve my two darlings!"

Yan Sen caught the pillow and sighed helplessly. Well, he'd better bear the consequences of his own actions.

Despite his complaints, Yan Sen acted swiftly.

After all, a man's motivation at certain times often depends on his level of satisfaction.

Xia He had just taken a quick shower and was smelling wonderful. She had just come out wrapped in a towel when she saw Yan Sen pushing open the door and carrying two large bags of food.

The intense aroma of cumin mixed with charcoal instantly filled the entire room.

"Come on, come on, dinner's ready."

Yan Sen dragged the coffee table to the bedside and, like a street vendor, began to take things out one by one.

"Two bowls of authentic Nanchang-style Old Beijing fried sauce noodles, with extra cucumber shreds; authentic Nanchang-style Northeastern barbecue, twenty pieces of beef and twenty pieces of lamb, all with a good balance of fat and lean; four large kidneys, all raw; and two baked flatbreads..."

The table was covered with a generous amount of food, steaming hot and glistening with oil, making it look incredibly appetizing.

Xia He's eyes lit up, and without caring about her image, she sat cross-legged on the bed.

She was clearly a connoisseur of food; she first picked up a mouthful of noodles with soybean paste and then slurped it down with a big mouthful while eating the sizzling, oily grilled skewers.

"Whew...that feels great!"

After eating half a bowl of noodles, she picked up the golden-brown, crispy sesame flatbread, broke it in half, grabbed two skewers of lamb kidneys and the remaining skewers of mutton, stuffed them into the flatbread, and then forcefully pulled it down with her wrist.

The oil from the meat skewers seeps into the pancake, and with one bite, the double pleasure of carbohydrates and fat explodes in your mouth.

"Mmm...it smells so good..." Xia He ate until her cheeks were bulging and her mouth was greasy, looking like a greedy little hamster.

"Is this enough for you? Here, take these too."

Seeing that she was eating with relish, Yan Sen did the same to his untouched pancake, stuffing it with meat skewers and offering it to Xia He's mouth.

Xia He paused, looking at the pancake that was handed to her, and then at Yan Sen's doting gaze.

"Thank you, Stinky! You're the best Stinky in the world!"

She accepted everything offered, even with her mouth full, she leaned over and planted a greasy kiss on Yan Sen's face before taking the pancake and continuing to devour it.

Only after clearing away most of the items on the table did Xia He finally let out a satisfied burp, then sprawled out on the bed without any regard for appearances, letting out a contented sigh.

"He's alive..."

Yan Sen diligently collected the bamboo skewers and lunchboxes from the table, put them into a trash bag, tied it up, and threw it by the door.

Then she sat back on the edge of the bed, reached out and patted Xia He's slightly bulging belly, and teased her with a smile: "Lie down after you finish eating, or you'll become a little fat girl sooner or later. Then let's see how you'll still be a vixen."

"Tch!" Xia He rolled her eyes at Yan Sen and retorted with a snort, "I'm a naturally thin person, you can only be envious and jealous."

As they talked, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward again.

Having just finished eating, and being alone together, having just experienced that kind of thing, there seemed to be a lingering, alluring feeling in the air.

The two were playfully bickering on the bed when somehow they ended up rolling around together.

Their breathing became intertwined, and their body temperature rose.

Xia He lay on Yan Sen's chest, her fingers tracing circles on his collarbone, a sly glint in her azure eyes.

"Stinky...can we talk about something?"

"What?" Yan Sen looked at her warily.

"You..." Xia He bit her lip, her cheeks slightly flushed, but her eyes were unusually bold. "Why don't you take it off so I can examine it? I was so busy being scared and in pain that I didn't get a good look..."

Yan Sen: "..."

He stared in shock at the woman in his arms: "You adapted pretty quickly..."

Where did that shy little white rabbit go? Only a few hours have passed and she's already turned into a female hooligan?

"Stop talking nonsense!" Xia He wasn't annoyed at being exposed; instead, she became even more excited. She flipped over and straddled Yan Sen, looking down at him, licking her lips, and letting out an extremely villainous laugh.

"Hehehe~ Handsome boy, I'm here! I'll take good care of you~"

Yan Sen obediently gripped the corner of the blanket, his face showing a look of grim determination: "Ah! No! No! Sister, I'm an entertainer, not a prostitute!"

"And you're one to talk, aren't you adapting pretty quickly too..." Xia He slapped him lightly, then bent down.

However, not long after.

Suddenly, Yan Sen let out a sharp gasp from inside the room.

"hiss--!"

Yan Sen sat up abruptly, looking puzzled, before his expression twisted in confusion.

"What's wrong?" Xia He was startled and looked up blankly.

"Xiangxiang..." Yan Sen's forehead was covered in cold sweat, his voice trembling, "When you were eating the skewers just now...did you eat chili peppers?"

"Hmm..." Xia He recalled for a moment, then blinked innocently, "Not only that, besides the chili peppers, I also ate two cloves of garlic... but that's the soul of barbecue... Holy crap!!!"

The air was deathly still.

"Ouch... No, I need to wash up... It's burning hot..." Yan Sen, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, tumbled and crawled towards the bathroom.

Behind him came Xia He's laughter, which started in surprise and then burst out like a jingle.

"Hehehe... Hahahaha!"

Yan Sen, while rinsing himself with cold water, poked his head out indignantly: "What are you laughing at? Don't you have any sympathy?!"

Xia He laughed so hard she rolled around on the bed, tears streaming down her face. Pointing towards the bathroom, she gasped, "..."

"I wasn't laughing... I wasn't laughing at anything... I just thought of garlic... garlic chicken wings... hahaha!"