"You!... Waaaaah...!"
"You...you, you're still sleeping...waaaaah..."
Chu Yan'er, now wearing a trench coat, was no longer naked. Her words caught in her throat, and she clung to Xiao Hao, crying even louder.
Who would understand! She was so terrified inside the coffin that she frantically pounded on it, only to find that the dead rat was sleeping right outside!
"Waaaaah...!"
Thinking of this, Chu Yan'er stopped clenching her fists and pounding Xiao Hao's chest, and just clung to him and kept wailing.
Xiao Hao held her and tried to soothe her, but nothing worked.
Sometimes, because of some of his words, Chu Yan'er would pause in her crying and then cry even louder.
"But...but..."
"You damn rat, please stop talking! Just let me have a moment, okay?! Waaaaah..."
Bang!
"ah!"
Chu Yan'er cried and begged Xiao Hao to stop talking. After saying that, she slammed her forehead hard against Xiao Hao's head.
At this moment, Chu Yan'er no longer hoped that Xiao Hao could coax her; she only begged him to stop talking.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Xiao Hao put his arm around Chu Yan'er's waist and wrapped her trench coat even tighter to prevent any leakage.
However, the chilling aura emanating from Chu Yan'er still lingered around, making the already cold environment even more gloomy.
While they were crying their hearts out...
On the other side, Jiang Hanxi slightly relaxed her control over Wang Feng's immortal power, allowing him to feel touch.
Jiang Hanxi gently stroked Wang Feng's head, which was buried in her arms, to soothe his earlier anxiety.
My husband... is truly amazing...
Jiang Hanxi gazed at the boundless icy landscape, patted Wang Feng's head, and secretly marveled.
Even the dead can be resurrected; my husband's abilities are indeed as mysterious and unpredictable as ever...
Jiang Hanxi sighed inwardly, realizing that she still couldn't understand why Wang Feng had lived so many lifetimes.
"My wife, am I burying my head in your arms right now? Can't you see me?!"
At this moment, Wang Feng, who was in her arms, spoke, although he had regained his sense of touch.
But they found that the surroundings were still dark, as if their souls had been sealed away.
At this moment, Wang Feng was increasingly relieved that Jiang Hanxi wasn't a yandere, otherwise he would have been tormented to death!
Wang Feng understood how insecure Jiang Hanxi was.
If this happened to a yandere, the person who could give him his only sense of security would be tormented to the point of wishing he were dead.
"Um......"
Jiang Hanxi remained silent for a long time before slowly humming in agreement, her slightly cool hands gently touching Wang Feng's handsome face.
"No, that can't be it!"
Wang Feng's affirmative voice rang out, causing Jiang Hanxi, who was holding him, to frown.
If her husband wasn't in her arms, whose arms could he be in?
"Let me check and see if what you're saying is true."
After saying that, Wang Feng put his arms around Jiang Hanxi's waist, which showed that he knew exactly where she was.
"You... how could I possibly lie to my husband?"
Jiang Hanxi was slightly annoyed, seemingly because her husband didn't believe what she said.
Wang Feng didn't reply to Jiang Hanxi's words, but instead tilted his head upwards and finally bumped it gently against her.
Jiang Hanxi was knocked backward by Wang Feng's impact and fell heavily onto the bed.
"Alright, the inspection is complete. It is indeed in my wife's arms."
Although Wang Feng's vision was still completely black, he was certain of the feeling; the dimensions were exactly right and familiar.
Jiang Hanxi bit her lower lip, stared at Wang Feng in a daze for a while, and slowly spoke:
"Then... I also need to check if your head is my husband's head."
"ah?"
Wang Feng slightly opened his mouth, and his head, which had been buried in front of Jiang Hanxi, suddenly lifted up.
He looked completely bewildered, seemingly not expecting Jiang Hanxi to say that.
Jiang Hanxi looked down at her husband's bewildered expression with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
My husband is really...so cute, hehe...
As they say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. If the Sect Master of the Supreme Divine Sect were here, he would definitely kick Wang Feng!
Jiang Hanxi looked at Wang Feng and couldn't help but raise her hands, then gently cupped his face, kneading and pinching it.
After rubbing for several dozen seconds, Wang Feng gradually came to his senses and turned his face slightly away.
That's right, Wang Feng gradually came to his senses and turned his face slightly away.
It wasn't Jiang Hanxi who let go, but because she felt like she had opened the door to a new world.
My husband's face is really... so funny...
Jiang Hanxi, still feeling unsatisfied, reached out and chased after Wang Feng, cupping his cheeks and kneading them once more.
Okay, okay, Jiang Hanxi, is this how you play the game?
Wang Feng thought to himself, and then tried to bury his head back into the mountain in front of Jiang Hanxi.
"Don't move."
Jiang Hanxi seemed to be doing it on purpose, holding Wang Feng's face tightly, refusing to let him bury it.
Hearing Jiang Hanxi's commanding words, Wang Feng subconsciously stopped moving and let her knead him.
Actually... Wang Feng was also inexplicably enjoying it, because it was like a massage.
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