When Zhou Lang and I arrived at the clothing store, the owner's attitude immediately changed to attentive when I slammed the gold ingot on the counter. He even took the opportunity to introduce me to other styles of clothing in the store.

"Buy! Buy them all!"

I figured that Zhou Lang and I were both wearing tattered clothes, so I bought a few more sets of our usual clothes, shoes, and socks, which were quite extravagant.

The shop owner packed a huge package for me, bowed and scraped as he handed it to me and Zhou Lang, and then personally watched us leave.

It's true what they say: if you have money, you're the boss; if you don't, you're just a dog.

On the way back, Zhou Lang was still sulking and ignoring me. I don't know why he was so emotionally unstable today. He was so angry that the bundle of clothes and shoes he was carrying on his back bounced up and down on him as he walked.

"Stop right there!" I shouted, blocking his way.

Unexpectedly, he walked past me angrily and continued walking forward.

"Hey!" I quickly followed and grabbed his clothes, trying to stop him, but he stubbornly kept walking forward without turning his head.

My hand, which was gripping his clothes, was pulled so hard that I stumbled and was forced to let go. Without thinking, I fell to the ground with a cry of "Ouch!"

Zhou Lang paused for a moment, then turned around and saw me lying on the ground. He panicked and quickly squatted down in front of me.

"Ahua, you're alright..."

"Hmm..."

Before he could finish speaking, I hooked my arm around his neck and pressed my lips to his, immersing myself in the tender embrace of our lips and teeth.

We held each other and kissed, unwilling to part for a long time.

No matter why he was angry, I kissed him first. This was the most effective trick I'd ever seen in stories for men to make women angry. I never imagined that my role would be reversed with Zhou Yu's.

It became a way for me, a mere woman, to coax this dignified seven-foot-tall man.

I don't know if this method will work, but who cares? I really want to kiss him.

At this moment, Zhou Lang began to respond to me. I went from being the one in control to being passively and domineeringly invaded by him.

At this moment, I actually had a fleeting thought of wanting Zhou Yu.

But this location is somewhat inappropriate.

Lost in the moment, I suddenly felt a tearing pain on my lips. Startled, I opened my eyes wide and pushed him away.

After I pushed Zhou Lang out, he stood up, straightened his clothes, and raised his hand to wipe away the bloodstains on his lips.

He cast a disdainful glance at me from his superior position, and raised the corners of his lips: "You fickle little flower spirit! This is your punishment for not taking good care of me yesterday!"

"Wen Heng?" I exclaimed in surprise.

He snorted coldly, then slammed the bulging bundle on his back into my arms, and said to me, "Hurry up and go!"

Wen Heng suddenly appeared at this very inopportune moment, interrupting all my emotions.

I looked at the distant horizon where the setting sun had just dipped below the horizon, but it was still bright outside when he came out.

I thought I had a lot of time to spend with Zhou Lang.

But suddenly he discovered that Wen Heng was starting to take over his immortal body earlier and earlier, and if this continued, Zhou Lang's consciousness might be completely devoured and disappeared by Wen Heng in just a few days.

For some reason, at this moment I feel a sharp, stabbing pain in my heart, as if someone had stabbed me in the chest.

Wen Heng strode ahead of me.

I followed Wen Heng slowly, carrying my bag and feeling quite dejected.

I thought I could take it and let it go.

But only now do I realize that I have become the most useless and incompetent person.

I shook my head frantically, determined not to be swayed by this fruitless love.

After calming himself down, he regained his composure and strode out, even overtaking Wen Heng.

"Little Flower Fairy, are you on steroids?" Wen Heng called out from behind me, but I ignored him and just kept running home.

After arriving home, I sat in the courtyard and began to rationally analyze my relationship with Zhou Lang Wenheng.

I discovered that the more intimate things I did with Zhou Lang, the faster he would sober up.

As I was deep in thought and analyzing the situation, someone kicked my calf.

"Hurry up and cook! Do you think food will fall from the sky while you're sitting here?" Wen Heng ordered me condescendingly.

I rolled my eyes at him, stood up, and silently went to the kitchen.

I roasted sweet potatoes again. After they were done, I angrily threw the scalding hot sweet potatoes at the person who was leisurely lying in the yard. For some reason, I just couldn't stand the sight of him.

I heard him groan in surprise as he jumped up from his chair and, quite roughly, pinched my face: "Are you trying to burn me to death? From yesterday to today, you haven't done a single thing properly! What exactly are you up to?"

"Don't think I don't know what you're fantasizing about! You need to understand that you will never be able to reach either Zhou Lang or me! Please straighten your posture and don't have any crooked thoughts that will delay my important return!" His eyes cast a chilling glint of coldness at me.

I turned my head away, shook off his hand, and said angrily, "I know! No need for the gods to remind me!"

"In that case, peel it open for me!" He sat back down in his seat like a lord and gave me the order.

I picked up the sweet potato from the ground, peeled it, and handed it to him.

"I do not eat food that has fallen on the ground!"

"We didn't ask you to eat the skin, and there's nothing dirty inside!"

"That's food that fell on the ground! Get some fresh food!"

I impatiently took a fresh, peeled one and handed it to him, and only then did he reach out and take it to eat.

"Pour some tea!" I obediently poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him!

"I wish to bathe and change my clothes!"

I picked up the axe again and started chopping wood in the yard, fetching water, boiling water, and pouring the boiled water into the bath tub, constantly walking back and forth in front of him.

He lay supine in the courtyard in the same position I always did.

After pouring the bathwater, he stood in front of the tub.

Without any hesitation, he undressed in front of me, revealing his strong and muscular figure, and calmly stepped into the bathtub.

"Give me a bath and a shoulder massage!" He sat in the bathtub with his eyes closed and head bowed, issuing the order to me once again.

This foxhound really has no shame.

Their skin is thicker than a mountain.

"What? What are you standing there for? Are you afraid I'll eat you up?"

Don't you have even the slightest bit of shyness between men and women?

"Didn't you say that those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles? We've already exposed ourselves to each other more than once or twice! What's with all the coyness!"

Indeed, someone as cunning as him has probably experienced countless such incidents and has long since lost all sense of shame.

Reluctantly, I picked up a towel and went over to rub his ravaged back.

"Didn't you eat? Put some effort into it!"

I was so angry that I used so much force that I wanted to crush him to death!