Urban Immortal Doctor Master
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141: 141: Sneaking a Peek [Request for Votes] 141: 141: Sneaking a Peek [Request for Votes] Mei Ling laughed happily, “I finally have a sister.”

“Today, I’ll do the cooking.

You guys have a good chat and get to know each other better,” Tang Feng said as he walked into the kitchen, took out the ingredients, and put them in a special refrigerator.

The high-end fridge had various compartments and would even provide voice prompts if items were misplaced, making it very convenient.

Tang Feng began his first cooking show in the Otherworld.

Speaking of cooking, it had been many years since his last time, and naturally, he began to recall some past events.

He had had his share of beloveds, but unfortunately, he didn’t cherish them at the time, which resulted in missing out on them and wasting his own time.

After getting familiar with the seasonings here, Tang Feng was very careful with each dish he made, fearing he might mess up, but he knew that as long as he managed the heat well, the dishes wouldn’t turn out too bad.

And if they weren’t tasty, he still had a backup plan.

Squeezing in a Spirit Pill would transform even the worst taste into a gourmet dish.

This was his reason for daring to cook.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have dared to embarrass himself.

The two women couldn’t stand it anymore outside; they both came in to see Tang Feng’s skill level.

And indeed, his vegetable chopping was very professional; they felt quite inferior.

Everything proceeded in an orderly fashion.

“What are you doing coming in here?

Go back out, you don’t have to help today,” Tang Feng told the two women to leave, genuinely feeling embarrassed being watched like this.

“We’re just looking; we won’t talk and disturb you,” Shen Yin said with a smile.

“Get the bowls and utensils ready.

Mei Ling, go down to the wine cellar and bring up a bottle of red wine; there are quite a few in stock,” Tang Feng had been down and saw that there were many world-famous drinks.

And all of them were the best of the lot.

Divine Sense swept over the place; the other villas all had similar amenities, but the one on top of the mountain, with its hundred thousand square meters, was even more upscale.

It was like marking its own territory, the whole mountain top was part of the villa area, and it was also the perfect, most luxurious place there.

The interior decoration was all international famous brands.

The pictures hanging were all world-renowned paintings, and some home accessories were custom-made.

In short, nothing was low-grade.

Even the garden was specifically imported from overseas.

Some plants that couldn’t survive were even placed in specially simulated environments.

It was a big investment; the construction cost here was at least a billion.

Living there was literally sitting on money.

It was quite impressive that the Nandu Chief hadn’t been pulled down from there.

After an hour of effort, Tang Feng finally produced five dishes and one soup.

As for the appearance, it seemed okay, and the taste was undoubtedly good, given the Spirit Pills he had added.

Consequently, he was privileged to witness a scene of ferocious gobbling and saw two grown-ups and a child eating themselves to the brim, which made Tang Feng laugh and cry.

He wished he had not added the Spirit Pills.

The reason he was so generous was that he had previously made some low-level First-grade Pills and felt it would be a pity to discard them.

Using them to change the women’s constitution through cooking seemed a superb idea.

“Ah Feng, leave the dishes there; I’ll wash them later,” Shen Yin said, feeling very embarrassed.

She was too full.

She usually never overindulged, but now she felt the consequences.

If it wasn’t for her blushing and turning away her face, she would have bowed her head in silent response, typical moves for women.

“Don’t look at me; I can’t,” Mei Ling quickly shook her head and waved her hands, too embarrassed to protest.

As for Xiaoqing, this girl was still holding a chicken leg and savoring it delightfully.

Tang Feng couldn’t understand how the seemingly smallest one had the biggest appetite.

Being able to tolerate what others couldn’t, she truly was a blessed person.

Tang Feng could only clean up by himself.

He had seen this effort through from start to finish; he probably wouldn’t dare to cook next time, as it was indeed too time-consuming.

After a few days of contemplation, Tang Feng decided to take a step further tonight and went with Lan Bing to see that Little Cave Heaven of the Ancient Era.

He was looking forward to it as well.

He just wasn’t sure when the Ancient Era of Earth was; it probably wasn’t as old as the Cultivation World he came from!

With these thoughts in mind, Tang Feng chatted with the two women until almost ten o’clock.

Xiaoqing had already gone to sleep early, as was her habit since childhood, and Shen Yin also made an excuse to accompany her daughter, leaving Mei Ling who had no intention of sleeping.

“Brother Feng, I miss you.” The girl didn’t waste a second and sat on Tang Feng’s lap as soon as Shen Yin left.

Her shapely hips settled perfectly down.

Slap!

Tang Feng heard the sound of attention himself.

She was a beauty with stunning looks, well-endowed both above and below, fully equipped for the night, which was so quiet that their breathing became distinctly clear.

“Ling’er, let’s enhance your strength first; we mustn’t fail at the last moment,” Tang Feng’s forehead was sweating.

“Brother Feng, in my heart, increasing strength isn’t as important as you.” Saying this, she slowly backed away and finally squatted down in front of Tang Feng’s legs.

“Ling’er, what, what are you going to do?” Tang Feng, pretending to be a saint, surely knew what was coming, as Lin Yunqiu had often done it before.

Mei Ling’s cheeks flushed red, and she did not reply; at that moment, speaking was unnecessary.

She had long regarded herself as belonging to Tang Feng, and in order to win him over, she had spent the recent days learning countless things on the computer, ready to prove the fruits of her study.

The sound of a zipper echoed through the hall, the noise irresistibly inviting to the mind.

“Ling’er, you don’t have to do this—” Tang Feng hadn’t finished speaking when his hands clutched the sofa, and his eyes involuntarily closed.

At that moment, it was as if he had broken through to a new level, feeling light and ethereal.

After Shen Yin put her daughter to bed, she thought of descending the stairs to spend more time with Tang Feng.

As she stepped out of the stairwell, she saw an astonishing scene in the hall.

Alarmed, she quickly stepped back and leaned against the wall, her heart pounding intensely.

She could hardly imagine how the perfect Mei Ling could do such a thing—it was fresh, thrilling, and bold.

Why didn’t she feel the slightest disgust at such an indecency?

Impossible!

Shen Yin couldn’t believe it—she was actually envious of Mei Ling.

If such a pure woman could make such a sacrifice for Tang Feng, why couldn’t she?

She could no longer reject him; otherwise, the gap they had narrowed might inadvertently widen again, and she didn’t want to see that happen.

Mei Ling’s voice was somewhat loud.

It was over the top compared to how she behaved during meals, evidently showing how hard she was trying.

Maybe she should sneak a peek.

Unable to resist, Shen Yin stealthily poked her head out and watched the captivating scene in the hall.

Oh my, how embarrassing.

Shen Yin peeked out for a while and then withdrew, only to peek out again.

Before she knew it, the two people on the sofa had disappeared.

They must have gone into the room.

She had been ready to give herself to Tang Feng tonight, but Mei Ling had preempted her, a sense of loss twining around her heart, making her extremely frustrated.

Unable to help herself, she muttered quietly, “What she can do, I can do as well.”

With a sense of loss, she returned to her room and was about to open the door when her entire body was lifted, “Sister Yin, I heard what you just said, no backing out now.”

Seeing Tang Feng’s mischievous eyes, Shen Yin, embarrassed, buried her head in his chest, the silence more profound than words.

His days of effort had finally paid off.

Gently setting Shen Yin down, looking at her translucent skin and rosy hue, Tang Feng’s spiritual energy surged, his clothes burst off, and he submerged himself below.

Observing Shen Yin’s slightly curved form and her dewy eyes, Tang Feng momentarily forgot everything, relishing this wonderful night.

In the morning, birds chirped, the sunlight faintly shining outside, heralding another fine day.

Darn it, Shen Yin cursed softly, hurriedly getting up, only to feel unwell and sit back down.

Recalling last night’s frenzy, her face couldn’t help but heat up—she hadn’t anticipated Tang Feng being so fierce, and the thought alone was still heart-stopping.

That naughty guy must have done it on purpose, making it impossible for her to prepare breakfast today; stabilizing herself, she heard Xiaoqing’s voice from outside on the lawn and so she opened the balcony door and walked out.

There was Xiaoqing, happily playing soccer with Tang Feng; seeing this, Shen Yin tearfully smiled.

This man was not only after her body; his genuine love for Xiaoqing was evident as he spared no effort to make the little one happy.

Suddenly, she felt very fortunate—perhaps escaping from the north to the south was a blessing from heaven.

She couldn’t ask for more.