Chapter 194 - 194: Convincing His Wife and Concubine

Chapter 194 - 194: Convincing His Wife and Concubine

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

[Fire-type Spiritual Root Aptitude +4] x 38

“It’s all your fault. I just took a shower and got dirty again.”

Wen Zhiyun lay flat on the bed and panted slightly. She turned her head to look at the instigator beside her. Her alluring face, which was like a ripe peach, was filled with complaints.

The more she thought about Chen An’s behavior, the angrier she became. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She could not help but raise her right leg angrily and kick Chen An.

“Do you have to do this?” Chen An rubbed the back of his waist that had been kicked. He looked at Wen Zhiyun and said, “If you break my waist, you’ll have to be a widow in the future.”



“Then it’s better to break it with a kick. Otherwise, we sisters will be tortured by you every day.” Wen Zhiyun snorted.

Chen An could not be bothered with this arrogant concubine. He took out a Cleaning Talisman and gently slapped it on her. Then, he turned around and closed his eyes to sleep with his back facing her.

He had not slept for almost a month and had to rest for a moment.

Seeing that her husband was ignoring her, Wen Zhiyun was a little unhappy.n-(O-.v)-e)(l(-b-/1).n

She stretched out her beautiful jade feet and gently kicked his lower back. She said unhappily, “Hey, why are you sleeping with your back facing me? Is my face ugly, or are your expectations too high?”

After saying that, she reached out and pulled his arm. She said proudly, “If you want to sleep, sleep facing me. Otherwise, don’t sleep on my bed.”

This wife really had too many requests.

Chen An cursed silently. Then, he obediently turned around and slept facing Wen Zhiyun, satisfying this arrogant concubine’s request.

Seeing that her husband was obedient, Wen Zhiyun felt very comfortable.

She moved closer to Chen An and said in a delicate tone,

“Hands up.”

“What?”

“Sleeping. What else can I do?”

Seeing that Chen An did not react at all, Wen Zhiyun decided to lift Chen An’s arm herself. Then, she moved her body into Chen An’s arms and let Chen An hug her to sleep.

Soon, the two of them fell asleep.

However, not long after he fell asleep, Chen An sat up in high spirits.

He slept for more than fifteen minutes.

Then, Chen An took out all the books in his storage ring and placed them on the bookshelf.

The two young daughters had never come into contact with books before. Now, they were filled with curiosity about the books on the shelves.

Especially his eldest daughter, Chen Yuejian.

After she was a year old, her wife, Song Huaying, taught her how to read and write every day.

Now that she was literate, she could read any book easily.

Of course, it was only limited to the words she knew.

As for whether she could understand the contents of the book, that was another matter.

Due to the novelty, in the next few days, his wives and daughters would come to the study to read after completing the cultivation mission that day.

Chen Yi Ke could not read and could not understand, so she purely came over to join in the fun.

In the beginning, she would ask her father, mother, and sisters what was in their books like a curious baby.

However, in a few days, she did not even have the interest to ask.

She was either rolling around on the bed or sleeping on the bed.

Seeing that his wives and daughters liked the study very much, Chen An was also happy.

It was the next morning and it was still dark.

Chen An did not sleep for the entire night.

After having sex with Shen Qingyi last night, he returned to his room and quietly sat cross-legged on the bed to cultivate.

He could not just rely on the system rewards from his two daughters to increase his cultivation level. He could not rely too much on them.

If he had time, he would have to cultivate more.

Regardless of whether this efficiency was high, at least it could increase his cultivation comprehension.

In short, he would not lose anything.

“Husband, are you awake?”

Song Huaying’s soft voice sounded outside the door.

Chen An thought of something and opened the door.. He looked at his wife, who was wearing pajamas outside the door, and asked curiously, “What’s wrong, Ying’er? Why did you wake up before dawn to look for me?”