She hadn't expected Wang Feng to get drunk so late; thankfully, she hadn't drunk that can of wine.
Jiang Hanxi first took out a large cloth and spread it on the ground, then gently pinched Wang Feng's rosy cheeks in her arms.
Wang Feng's cheeks were not as red as a safflower.
Instead, it's a rosy, translucent color that makes you want to take a bite.
Coupled with his handsome face, Jiang Hanxi couldn't help but stare in a daze, especially since this was the man she had been longing for.
Wang Feng's body was warm in her arms, and Jiang Hanxi unconsciously leaned down slightly to get closer to him.
Finally, her lips gently pressed against Wang Feng's brow, warm and comforting, remaining there for quite a while before Jiang Hanxi slowly released them.
Realizing what she had done, Jiang Hanxi pursed her lips, the blush on her face a mixture of embarrassment and the scent of alcohol.
Gently lay Wang Feng flat on the floor mat.
Jiang Hanxi then continued her meditation, intending to continue cultivating until Wang Feng woke up.
They didn't know how much time had passed; they had no concept of time inside the formation, but it felt like only a day or two.
At this moment, Wang Feng groggily opened his eyes and felt a burning sensation all over his body.
But his mind was in a daze, and he seemed to have no idea who he was.
"Jiang... Jiang Jiang Jiang, Jiang Hanxi!"
Before Wang Feng could recover from the memories of being killed in his previous lives, he was startled and quickly moved away from her.
"No, that's not right, you're my wife now!"
But the next moment, Wang Feng seemed to remember something and started muttering to himself.
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