He had just stepped into Jiang Tian's house when she stopped him with a sword.

Without saying a word, Shen Yan immediately knelt down: "Take me away, please."

Jiang Tian remained silent for a while, then asked him, "Are you sure?"

Shen Yan's mind was incredibly clear, and his eyes were incredibly fervent: "I came into this world for you. If you don't take me with you, then I have nowhere else to go."

Jiang Tian did not answer him immediately, but said, "I'll think about it."

Suddenly seized by a surge of courage, Shen Yan stepped forward, ignoring the sword, and embraced Jiang Tian: "Don't think about it anymore, just choose me, please..."

He was slapped hard on the back: "You brat, don't you know that swords have no eyes? If I hadn't let go in time, this sword would have pierced you through the skin."

Shen Yan greedily inhaled the sweet fragrance emanating from Jiang Tian; this was the first time he had ever held her in both his lives.

His voice was filled with joy: "I've already stabbed you, just leave me a breath so I can go back with you."

Jiang Tian seemed to be speechless.

“If you come back with me, there will be no turning back. I’ll give you one day to think it over.”

Shen Yan was so happy that he felt a little dizzy.

"No time needed, I agree!"

In the end, Shen Yan got what he wanted.

He sat in the carriage, laughing like a fool.

As for his parents, he had already told them that his talents were limited to this point in his life. He didn't covet wealth and fame, and he considered reputation and status as fleeting clouds. Compared to anything else, he only wanted to live a happy life of his own.

His parents realized that he was not interested in this, and in the end they had no choice but to agree.

They're parents, after all; they can't bear to see their children suffer.

So Shen Yan was free to roam as freely as fish leaping in the vast sea and birds soaring in the boundless sky.

On the journey from the capital to the Northwest, Shen Yan would sing little tunes to Jiang Tian in various ways, read scripts to her, and even play a role and sing a short opera for her from time to time.

With him around, the journey was anything but boring.

After arriving in the Northwest, Shen Yan made his presence felt everywhere, as if he was afraid others wouldn't know he was brought by Jiang Tian.

Seeing his radiant spirit and boundless energy, coupled with his exceptionally handsome appearance, everyone quickly became friends with the two brothers.

As for Jiang Tian, ​​she wasn't shy at all. She had already accepted the gift, and it would be a shame not to enjoy it if she didn't. She felt she had let down a devoted man who had traveled thousands of miles to find her.

The night was dark and turbulent, with overlapping shadows swaying violently and creating exaggerated afterimages, accompanied by a constant, sticky, and heavy sound.

Shen Yan's martial arts skills were not acquired in vain; his muscles were firm and vigorous, exuding a sense of intimidation amidst their graceful movements, and when he stretched, he revealed a wildness akin to that of a wild beast.

All his passion was given to the woman he had longed for for two lifetimes.

Dazzled and disoriented, Shen Yan felt the synchronized heartbeats of the two men, and an overwhelming pleasure filled his soul.

He whispered in her ear, "You took my virginity, you can't just abandon me like that..."

Time flies, and Jiang Tian and Shen Yan's twin daughters are already several years old, but they find that their father seems to never grow up.

They pestered their mother to tell them stories, and their father wanted to listen too.

They wanted their mother to make them beautiful dresses, and their father also wanted his mother to make him an undershirt.

The two sisters didn't understand what their father was doing at first, but later they realized that this behavior was called jealousy.

It turns out that Father was afraid they would steal Mother's affection away from him.

Poor dad.

The two sisters decided to endure it out of pity for their father.

But Jiang Tian wasn't so good-tempered. Still looking youthful and beautiful, she stared at Shen Yan and said, "What have you been up to lately? Even my daughters are telling me to be nicer to you."

Shen Yan was drinking tea when he heard this, and he quickly concealed the smile on his face.

He deliberately acted pitiful, saying, "My wife, you don't care about me anymore... Even the daughters can see it, I'm so pitiful..."

Jiang Tian suddenly revealed a very gentle smile: "Oh, you want me to feel sorry for you?"

Shen Yan's eyes lit up, and he gave a look that was both innocent and mournful: "My nemesis, you finally understand what I'm thinking."

Jiang Tian smiled again. She walked up to him, stroked Shen Yan's incredibly soft neck, and then ran her fingers across his face, teasing him in a subtle way.

Shen Yan couldn't stand the stimulation, and her eyes immediately turned red.

Just when he thought Jiang Tian was about to take the next step, her hand suddenly turned—

She pinched his ear hard!

"Does it hurt now? Can you feel my heartache?"

Shen Yan's eyes uncontrollably reddened and became wet, and he couldn't help but gasp, "It hurts, it really hurts..."