Hua Qingcheng and Yu Xiaotian finally did not go out to the dining hall for dinner. The two of them were extremely affectionate and kept making love from the evening until almost midnight.

"Little Tiantian~"

"Have some bread and a can of milk first. It's getting late, so we won't go to the dining hall for dinner. Just make do with this tonight, and I'll give you a good rest tomorrow."

Hua Qingcheng said this as she handed Yu Xiaotian a piece of pork floss bread and a box of milk wrapped in a plastic bag. When she mentioned "replenishing the body", Hua Qingcheng raised her eyebrows and looked at Yu Xiaotian with a teasing look.

"good."

Yu Xiaotian's face flushed red as he looked at Hua Qingcheng, who was only covered in a bath towel. Her neck, collarbone, and breasts were all covered in mottled kiss marks. Thinking of the intense and passionate sex they had just had, Yu Xiaotian's fair and handsome face turned even redder than a boiled shrimp.

Hua Qingcheng's heart softened as she watched her shy little husband eating bread and drinking milk. Fearing he might scare her little husband, Hua Qingcheng hadn't yet told Xiaotian about her possession of a space. Even so, Yu Xiaotian didn't seem to delve into this seemingly unfounded possession.

"Xiaotiantian, why do I feel that the red lotus mark on your forehead seems to be more energetic and beautiful? Moreover, I think you seem to be more handsome than before... that is, more handsome. Is this my illusion?" Hua Qingcheng felt as if she had discovered something extraordinary, so she went straight to sit next to Yu Xiaotian, and once again gently stroked the red lotus mark on his forehead.

"Oh, really? Maybe..."

Yu Xiaotian lowered his head in shame. As the "chosen one" and the companion lotus, the more love the other person gave him, the more nourished he would be. Naturally, he would become more energetic, handsome and beautiful.

After both of them had some snacks and washed up, Hua Qingcheng hugged Yu Xiaotian and sat against the head of the bed to digest the food and chat.

"Xiaotiantian, don't you have anything to ask me?" Hua Qingcheng held Yu Xiaotian's entire upper body in her arms and let him lie with his head resting on her thighs.

"What do you want to ask?"

Yu Xiaotian opened his pair of innocent big peach blossom eyes and looked at Hua Qingcheng blankly.

"For example, the bread and milk I just gave you, don't you want to know where they came from?" Hua Qingcheng gently scratched the cute nose of the little husband in her arms.

"Don't you have a very powerful 'Qiankun Bag'? I guess you took it from it." Yu Xiaotian said seriously.

When he was still Yu Xiaotian who had lost his memory, he naturally believed Hua Qingcheng's words, but now that he has recovered his memory, he will certainly not be fooled by such bluffing words again.

What's more, Yu Haotian knew Hua Qingcheng's background very well, otherwise he would not have paved the way for her in advance and sealed his own memory before this destined person came.

"You are so clever!"

Hua Qingcheng couldn't help but smile, and gently pinched Yu Xiaotian's waist.

There was nothing wrong with Yu Xiaotian's interpretation. After all, her fabricated "Qian Kun Bag" was a bag that could hold everything, equivalent to space. Her villa was also space. As long as he could accept her difference, he could interpret it however he wanted.

"Alluring~"

The young husband in his arms looked at his wife who was teasing him again with a little bit of grievance.

Being favored by his wife was certainly a good thing, but every time he made love with Hua Qingcheng, he felt that his body seemed to be stronger. Of course, this made him want more...

"Xiaotiantian, are you... unsatisfied?" Hua Qingcheng raised her brows at Yu Xiaotian, her lips curled slightly. "Don't worry, I'm in good health. As long as you can handle it, we can stay in the room for three days and three nights..."

"Alluring~"

Seeing that his wife's words were getting more and more outrageous, Yu Xiaotian, who was extremely ashamed and angry, raised his fist and punched Hua Qingcheng in the chest.

"My little Tiantian, are you trying to murder your wife? You're so strong!" Hua Qingcheng covered his chest with his hands, looking incredibly hurt.

Yu Xiaotian's strength seemed to have indeed increased compared to before, but if he wanted to hurt Hua Qingcheng, at least for now, that was impossible.

"Qingcheng, did I hurt you?"

Yu Xiaotian, who was just playing with Hua Qingcheng, looked at Hua Qingcheng with a painful expression, then struggled to get up from Hua Qingcheng's legs, walked up to her and stared at her chest.

But at this glance, it's easy to see what's going on...

"It hurts~"

“It hurts so much~”

Hua Qingcheng grabbed Yu Xiaotian's hand and placed his large palm on her breasts.

"If you don't believe me, just touch it~"

Hua Qingcheng said seriously.

"Qingcheng, you..."

Yu Xiaotian swallowed again, and he felt a surge of blood rushing down his body.

"Then... then I'll help you check it out..." Yu Xiaotian said seriously.

However, when he tried to tear off the bath towel wrapped around Hua Qingcheng, Hua Qingcheng threw him directly onto the bed.

"Xiao Tiantian, I just let you play a round, now it's your wife's turn to show off my skills..."

Thinking of how her young husband had previously wanted to return to Tianlong Temple in Zhaoyang State to become a monk, Hua Qingcheng, who had originally wanted to be gentle with him, once again showed her young husband great care. Furthermore, her young husband didn't seem as weak as before...

Hua Qingcheng hugged her little husband and climbed to the top of Wushan Mountain again and again. They worked from midnight until the next day when they fell into a deep sleep.

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