The next morning, at 10:00 AM.
Wang Feng closed his eyes tightly for a moment, feeling something soft and sticky in his mouth. He couldn't help but curiously try licking it.
Hmm, it's a bit smooth and tender, just like... just like Jiang Hanxi's lower lip.
But what is this thing?
Wang Feng frowned twice before slowly opening his eyes, and was immediately met with a stunningly beautiful face right in front of him.
Below her pretty face and delicate nose was the very spot he was biting, and in that instant, Wang Feng was wide awake.
His eyes widened in shock. It really was Jiang Hanxi's lower lip!
Jiang Hanxi seemed to sense the movement; her long eyelashes trembled, as if she was about to open them at any moment.
And indeed, just as Wang Feng had predicted, Jiang Hanxi gradually opened her sleepy eyes.
Did she really fall asleep last night?
You haven't cultivated...?
Wang Feng looked at Jiang Hanxi with a sense of novelty, as if she were a sleepy kitten that had just woken up.
Jiang Hanxi's mind was clearly a little foggy, and she frowned as she looked at the pretty face that filled her field of vision.
He then moved his head slightly, but because Wang Feng was already awake, he didn't exert any force.
So her lower lip snapped back with a "Duang".
However, because it was a cultivation practice, its lower lip didn't turn white; instead, it was bitten until it was incredibly red and translucent.
Only then did Jiang Hanxi remember what she had done last night, and her pretty face immediately turned rosy.
Wang Feng was filled with questions when he saw her like this. What's wrong? Why did she suddenly blush?
Could it be... that he did something to Jiang Hanxi last night?!
Moreover, judging from Jiang Hanxi's appearance, either she didn't resist, or her resistance was ineffective.
Oops~, I didn't feel anything, that's a loss!
Wang Feng felt a pang of regret; he shouldn't have gone to sleep last night!
"My wife, I don't know anything! I really don't know anything! You have to believe me!"
Wang Feng lay on the pillow, his arms tightly wrapped around Jiang Hanxi, saying a few words, his face full of guilt and innocence.
Jiang Hanxi, who was still feeling ashamed and unsure how to explain, was momentarily stunned, but quickly came to her senses.
"Hmm, never mind, I'll be more careful next time I sleep..."
Jiang Hanxi's cold voice came, and she slightly turned her pretty face.
Jiang Hanxi seemed a little upset and didn't want to talk about it anymore, but her voice grew softer and softer.
Wang Feng wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Jiang Hanxi seemed a little guilty.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't doubt his understanding of Jiang Hanxi.
But how could Jiang Hanxi be so proactive as to offer her lips to him and let him bite them?
Therefore, Wang Feng dismissed the idea that Jiang Hanxi felt guilty.
Poor Wang Feng would never have imagined that Jiang Hanxi would take the initiative to kiss him, taking all the blame upon herself.
"Then, my wife...aren't you angry?"
Wang Feng held Jiang Hanxi and asked cautiously, unsure whether he had subjected Jiang Hanxi to brutal torture the previous night.
After all, Jiang Hanxi's entire body had been turned around, probably because he forcibly flipped her over halfway through her cultivation.
Yesterday in his dream, he had a lot of fun with Jiang Hanxi, who often smiled slightly in his dream.
Moreover, in the dream, Jiang Hanxi took the initiative to kiss him, and when she tried to let go, he bit her lower lip and refused to let go.
Realizing it was all a dream, Wang Feng remained unmoved no matter how much Jiang Hanxi in the dream punched his chest and pried at his chin.
They even bit down harder.
"Um."
Jiang Hanxi responded faintly, but didn't dare to turn around to look at him, instead looking to the side.
Wang Feng didn't pay much attention and gently kissed Jiang Hanxi's face, which was still flushed.
Jiang Hanxi didn't react much, or rather, she was feeling guilty at the moment. Fortunately, Wang Feng took all the blame upon himself.
After kissing her tender cheek, Wang Feng got up and put on his shoes, then grabbed Jiang Hanxi's feet.
What are you doing?
Jiang Hanxi was already feeling guilty, and was startled by the sudden commotion. She immediately looked up, fearing that Wang Feng would suddenly attack and ravage her.
"Put on your shoes."
Wang Feng pinched her calves, which were covered in white stockings, a couple of times. The texture was a bit rough, but still soft and tender.
No, no, wearing white stockings is really not fun.
Wang Feng thought to himself, after all, there is a layer of gauze on it, which will make the feel worse, even if the gauze is very thin.
"My lady, do you have a black dress?"
While Wang Feng was focused on helping Jiang Hanxi put on the white phoenix embroidered shoes, he asked a question.
He remembered that Jiang Hanxi also had a pair of black stockings. A black dress goes perfectly with black stockings, and the temperament would be absolutely perfect.
"...There is one."
Jiang Hanxi endured the itchy feeling in her feet, remained silent for a while, seemingly searching her memory, and finally responded.
This black dress was a gift from a female disciple of a high-ranking elder with whom she had a good relationship when she was a saintess in the Ice Palace.
However, things have changed. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the female disciple who was personally taught has disappeared. The Grand Elder no longer accepts disciples.
"My wife, may I... take a look?"
Wang Feng looked at Jiang Hanxi, who was lying flat on the bed with her feet facing him, and asked hesitantly.
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