Chapter 915 Who Doesn’t Love Her

At this time, Yue Mushan came in again, holding a new straw mat, which was also handmade by him. He spread the new mat on the ground and rolled up the other mat that was soiled by Sikong Qing and took it away.

In his busy schedule, he still managed to spare some time to ask Xiao Chujing, "What resources have you collected?"

Xiao Chujing took out a storage bag from his arms and threw it to him.

Yue Mushan took it, opened it, took a look, and said unhappily, "This is just a few spiritual herbs, not enough to make a hot bath for my sister. You should be more diligent next time you go out."

Xiao Chujing was silent for a moment, "...Yeah."

Yue Mushan put the resources that Xiao Chujing had sent him into his sleeves, then turned around and walked out, holding the dirty mat.

When he reached the door, he turned around and ordered, "Sister's clothes are wet with sweat. She will catch a cold easily if she wears them. Please help her change into a new set."

He pointed out: "There are several sets of robes in the storage bag on my sister. Just take them out and change into them."

Xiao Chujing was depressed. Why did everyone act like they knew Ye Xiaoman better than he did?

At this time, Si Kongqing, who was lying on the lawn outside to recover his spiritual power, shouted loudly: "Yue Mushan, I want to drink some water."

Yue Mushan ran out to serve Si Kongqing, "Hurry up and help my sister heal her wounds. Call me if you need anything."

When he went out, he carefully closed the door. The light in the room suddenly dimmed, leaving Xiao Chujing and Ji Wenyi staring at each other.

Ji Wenyi sneered, "You actually came. Don't you want to share a wife with us?"

Xiao Chujing said: "This is a special period."

"I know what you are thinking," Ji Wenyi saw through his good brother's thoughts at a glance, "As long as I am here, you can't have her all to yourself."

Xiao Chujing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, without commenting.

The furnishings in the house were crude, the sand walls were mottled, and the straw curtains under the windows swayed slightly in the wind.

The atmosphere seemed to be stagnant.

The two men each occupied one side.

One is unrestrained and uninhibited, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, as aggressive as a sword drawn from its sheath; the other is gentle and elegant, with eyebrows as soft as jade and a natural nobility in his every move.

Although no one spoke, there was an invisible pressure secretly fighting in this small space.

Ye Xiaoman lost her favorite abdominal muscles in the chaos, and her clothes soaked with cold sweat made her sleep very uncomfortable. She rolled impatiently in Ji Wenyi's arms.

The small movement caught the attention of the two men.

Xiao Chujing remembered Yue Mushan's instructions, "Change your clothes."

Ji Wenyi put Ye Xiaoman on his knees, feeling a little embarrassed.

The royal family has never served others. In his life, he has never even washed his own hair, and he changes his clothes only through the help of his servants.

Xiao Chujing saw through Ji Wenyi's confusion and said, "Hold him up."

Ji Wenyi then cooperated with Xiao Chujing. He put his arms under Ye Xiaoman's armpits from behind, gently lifted her to his chest, and let her lean against his chest naturally.

Xiao Chujing came over, he first untied the straps on his coat, and with Ji Wenyi's cooperation, he successfully took off the coat.

Xiao Chujing then took off her skirt and quickly untied the belt around her waist with her slender fingers.

Ji Wenyi watched Xiao Chujing's actions and became more and more angry.

No, why are Xiao Chujing's movements so skillful?

Has he done this many times in private?

What difference is there between this and watching an adulterer undressing his own wife? The veins on Ji Wenyi's forehead were throbbing, and he felt as if a dark cloud was hanging over his head. How could he tolerate this?

He wished he could chop off every finger that Xiao Chujing had touched Ye Xiaoman.

Ji Wenyi felt uncomfortable, and Xiao Chujing was also very sad.

Who would have known that he was changing his wife's clothes while his good friend was staring at him.

A man is changing his wife's clothes, and his brothers are helping!

Can he dig out his brother's eyes?

By the way, grind your brother to dust.

Xiao Chujing was going crazy.

The scene became one where two men cursed each other in their hearts while cooperating efficiently.

Ye Xiaoman is like a white glutinous rice dumpling. After peeling off the layers of light green bamboo leaves, the snow-white color appears before people's eyes.

Both men held their breath.

She lay horizontally in Ji Wenyi's arms, with her head resting on Ji Wenyi's arm.

The flawless snow color is set against the gorgeous purple dress with a soft silky glow, like a handful of glowing snow.

Ji Wenyi hugged her lovingly, remembering only her softness and tenderness. He had forgotten the reason for his unhappiness just now.

There was a pink tooth mark on his shoulder, which Sikong Qing left intentionally to show off his power.

Xiao Chujing couldn't help but stretch out his hand and rubbed the tooth mark that looked like a wound with his fingers tenderly.

In front of Ji Wenyi, his hand moved from his heart to his waist.

Ji Wenyi glanced at Xiao Chujing's inability to control himself with disgust, "Now is not the time for you to be sunny."

Xiao Chujing also glanced at Ji Wenyi: "Same here."

Ji Wenyi put Ye Xiaoman on the mat.

Xiao Chujing and Ji Wenyi were fascinated as they took in her from head to toe.

One of Ye Xiaoman's legs went over the edge of the straw mat and touched the cold ground.

Ji Wenyi held her calf and helped her put it back.

Unexpectedly, after Ye Xiaoman was possessed by the devil, she became very irritable and kicked Ji Wenyi in the face.

Xiao Chujing originally thought that according to Ji Wenyi's aristocratic and self-centered attitude, he was slapped in the face by Ye Xiaoman, and he should have been furious this time. He was about to defend Ye Xiaoman, but unexpectedly, Ji Wenyi wiped the dust off Ye Xiaoman's feet with his sleeve as if nothing had happened.

Then, he kissed her directly.

Finally, with a savoring smile on his face, he put Ye Xiaoman's feet back in place.

Xiao Chujing was shocked.

Xiao Chujing was furious.

Xiao Chujing's inner demon is about to explode.

Xiao Chujing wanted to hit someone.

Xiao Chujing was speechless for a long time, and for the first time wanted to use Jiaying's mouth to make vicious remarks.

The bottom line of his love rival was even lower than he had imagined. He felt anxious because he was far from being able to transform peptides and felt out of tune with the surroundings. He became more alert than ever to Ji Wenyi.

Ye Xiaoman grumbled to herself again, "I want to suck this tough guy's dick!"

As he spoke, he pouted his mouth like an octopus, laughed, and started to sip at the air.

Xiao Chu smiled.

He and Ji Wenyi lay on either side of Ye Xiaoman, supporting their heads with their hands, watching her make a fuss.

As he watched, Xiao Chujing moved closer.

Xiao Chujing felt much better after being kissed by Ye Xiaoman's octopus mouth.

During this period of time, he learned about the existence of other people around Ye Xiaoman, encountered Tuoba Yuling, and said goodbye to the shackles of his life experience. He also saw Ye Xiaoman encounter an accident, and he felt uncomfortable.

Ye Xiaoman's kiss seemed to have cleared away all the depression in his heart.

Through practicing with Ye Xiaoman over this period of time, he has become very good at kissing.

After a long kiss, a silver thread was left between them. He propped up his head and looked at her with a smile, watching her smacking her lips as if savoring the taste.