I Materialized the Cultivation Game

Wu Yan’s girlfriend also noticed the evil glint in his eyes, her own eyes becoming misty.

This kind of thing is mutual, both the man and the woman enjoy it.

As long as they are boyfriends and girlfriends or married couples, and in their own home, such things can happen anytime, anywhere.

Wu Yan received the signal, directly picked up his girlfriend, and his hands began to dismantle her defenses.

"What’s the rush? Let’s wash up first," his girlfriend cooed.

"Together then!" Wu Yan, looking delighted, carried his girlfriend into the bathroom.

But just moments later, he walked out with a grim face.

He and his girlfriend were no longer guarded against each other, but the situation was obviously not right.

He hurriedly sat down and urged, "Xiaofei, try again for me!"

...

Not long after.

Wu Yan’s face showed even more frustration, feeling like he’d seen a ghost today.

Why was there no reaction at all?

He truly lost face in front of his girlfriend, especially thinking of her melancholy gaze, his self-esteem was really hurt.

Feeling dejected, a phrase from the Patriarch Chen suddenly popped into his mind: "Three feet above your head is a god...."

He instinctively asked his girlfriend, "Xiaofei, do you think it’s because of the Chen Family?"

This startled Xiaofei.

She quickly said, "That’s impossible, right? Don’t overthink it, just go to sleep, it’ll be fine tomorrow."

Yet, after saying this, she felt inexplicably anxious.

In the daytime, Patriarch Chen clearly discovered what she and her boyfriend had done, but left without doing anything, his behavior obviously unusual.

Normally, people wouldn’t be let off so easily, without even a warning.

She was too nervous at that time to notice this, only feeling relieved.

Now recalling it again, coupled with her boyfriend’s current condition, a chill crept over her back.

But she was not sure either, so she could only comfort her boyfriend.

That night, both Wu Yan and his girlfriend were apparently sleepless, only drifting into a half-sleep very late.

It wasn’t until the next day, with the sun shining through the window into the room, that Wu Yan woke up, drowsily sensing someone lying on his chest, something on the other person’s body pricking him.

He blearily opened his eyes, and the next moment saw a rough, stubbly face, instinctively blurting out a curse: "What the hell..."

Last night he was with his girlfriend, himself having issues, facing his girlfriend’s various attempts without success, utterly losing face; now lying in his embrace was a rough, stubbly man?

Xiaofei was obviously awakened by his voice, murmured as she opened her eyes: "Honey, what are you doing so early?"

Hearing his girlfriend’s voice, Wu Yan’s eyes widened in that instant; the stubbly face in front of him was indeed his girlfriend.

The evident body parts, those two ** still jiggling with her movements.

But how did his delicate girlfriend grow stubble all over her face overnight, even having thick hair under her armpits?

This...?

At this moment, he was thoroughly frightened, the phrase from Patriarch Chen, "Three feet above your head is a god!" echoing in his mind once more.

This... this....

He finally felt afraid, recalling the misfortunes at the Chen Family.

Indeed, the Chen Family had such mysterious abilities; how could he assume it was safe just because Patriarch Chen did nothing?

Now he was facing physical issues, and his girlfriend was like this too....

Xiaofei seemed to notice something unusual in her boyfriend’s eyes, asking, "Honey, what’s wrong?"

"Xiaofei, your face," Wu Yan spoke with a frown.

Xiaofei instinctively touched her face, her eyes widening instantly. She felt the prickliness and immediately got up, rushing into the bathroom, seeing herself in the mirror.

The next moment, a sharp and desperate voice came from the bathroom.

Xiaofei ran out of the bathroom in a panic, unable to hide her emotions anymore: "Honey, this... this must be related to the Chen Family, what should we do now?"

Wu Yan also didn’t know what to do, so he could only comfort his girlfriend: "Xiaofei, don’t panic, it might not be related to the Chen Family, we might have been poisoned, let’s go to the hospital for a check-up first."

"Then hurry up, my face is already like this," Xiaofei said, suddenly realizing her previously soft and sweet voice had become rougher.

This made her face look even worse.

The two dared not hesitate, got up to dress, and couldn’t even care about freshening up, hurriedly heading to the county hospital for a check-up.

They were considered lucky; there was no one at the hospital check-up department, no need to queue, and soon a doctor examined them.

The test reports needed time, and Wu Yan only got his report after waiting for two hours, hurriedly finding his doctor.

The doctor looked at the report with a puzzled face: "That’s strange, your test results show no problems, your body is very healthy, this shouldn’t be the case. I suggest you go for a more thorough examination in a city or provincial hospital."

Hearing this, Wu Yan knew for sure it was related to the Chen Family, the last bit of wishful thinking gone.

Soon, he found his girlfriend with a dejected face: "Xiaofei, how about you?"

She looked even more dejected, already in tears: "Honey, the doctor said I’m very healthy, and the body data showed no problems, but how could there be none? I’ve grown stubble, it must be a hormonal imbalance, right?"

"The doctor suggested I go to a city or provincial hospital, but I reckon this must be related to the Chen Family. Honey, let’s go apologize to Patriarch Chen!"

Hearing his girlfriend had the same result, Wu Yan was also terrified, nodding in agreement, taking his girlfriend on the motorcycle, hurriedly heading toward the Chen Family.