At this moment, Wang Feng held the red rope from the Matchmaker in his hand and pondered the task in his mind.
"Wife, turn around for a moment."
After thinking for a while, Wang Feng spoke to Jiang Hanxi, who was sitting barefoot on the bed fiddling with two small clay figures.
"What's wrong?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Hanxi shifted her body, turned to face Wang Feng, frowned slightly, tilted her head, and asked in confusion.
"My lady, let's sign a master-servant contract, and from now on you'll be my little maid."
Wang Feng smiled gently, then took out the red string in his hand and jokingly said to Jiang Hanxi.
"Um?"
Jiang Hanxi's slightly cold voice uttered a questioning "Hmm?" as she stared at Wang Feng with her clear, bright eyes.
"My lady, would you like to become my little maid?"
Wang Feng's expression clearly indicated that he was joking. After speaking, he gently extended the red string on his hand and quietly waited for Jiang Hanxi's response.
Jiang Hanxi was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes slightly to look at the red string in Wang Feng's hand.
Jiang Hanxi blushed slightly because of Wang Feng's indecent words.
At this moment, Jiang Hanxi seemed to be pondering the truth or falsehood of Wang Feng's words, but she still unconditionally believed in her husband from the bottom of her heart.
"What should I...do?"
Jiang Hanxi blushed slightly and hesitated for a moment before asking a question with a hint of hesitation, her attitude already made clear.
Even if it's a real maid contract, she... she'll accept it, as long as her husband is happy...
Wang Feng didn't say much, but gently took Jiang Hanxi's right hand and pried open her slender little finger.
Then he tied one end of the red string from the matchmaker to her little finger several times, and finally stretched out his own little finger to tie the other end.
A moment later, the red auspicious rope slowly disappeared from their sight.
At the same time, Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi looked up and stared at each other, both seeing bewilderment in each other's eyes.
"Am I already...your little maid?"
Jiang Hanxi's usually cold voice carried a hint of bewilderment.
She didn't seem to have much aversion to becoming Wang Feng's maid, but she just didn't understand why she didn't feel anything.
"Oh? Oh right, from now on you'll be my little maid, so you have to do whatever your master says."
Wang Feng was stunned for a moment when he saw Jiang Hanxi's adorable appearance. After realizing what she meant, he couldn't help but smile and quickly replied.
"First, call me 'master' and let me hear it."
At this moment, Wang Feng's playful mood was aroused. He smiled and pinched Jiang Hanxi's soft cheek before speaking.
But the next moment, both of them suddenly felt a slight tremor in their hearts, and Wang Feng realized that Jiang Hanxi was not at all averse to it.
"Master...Master..."
At that moment, a muffled and incredibly shameful sound gently entered Wang Feng's ears, making him feel as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
"Ah? My wife, you really called out?"
"No...no, you misheard..."
Jiang Hanxi panicked for a moment and quickly turned away. At that moment, she was so ashamed that she didn't even want to look at Wang Feng.
What on earth is going on?! I just silently said "Master" in my mind, how could it suddenly come out as a shout...?
Although she had similar strange thoughts before, they only existed in her mind.
Could it be... because of that red string from earlier?
Jiang Hanxi pursed her lower lip tightly, looked down at the two lifelike little clay figures stuck together, her mind a jumble of thoughts.
“My lady, what you just saw wasn’t a master-servant contract, it was just something that binds the two of you together.”
Wang Feng was a little confused, and at the same time, he was afraid that Jiang Hanxi would overthink things.
After all, he hadn't expected Jiang Hanxi to actually call him "master" out of nowhere. Logically speaking, Jiang Hanxi shouldn't have done that.
For a moment, Wang Feng couldn't figure out whether it was because of the red string or because Jiang Hanxi did it willingly.
When Wang Feng looked at the description of the matchmaking red rope, there were only eleven words on it: "Effect unknown, but you can use it with confidence."
However, what can be associated with the word "Old Man Under the Moon" is probably something like binding a romantic relationship.
Wang Feng moved his body, wrapped his arms around Jiang Hanxi's slender waist from behind, and gently nuzzled her ear with his head.
Based on Jiang Hanxi's behavior just now, Wang Feng had some vague suspicions in his mind.
"My wife, do you like that tingling, numbing feeling when your husband bites your ear...?"
Wang Feng decided to test the waters, so he leaned close to Jiang Hanxi's ear, gently exhaled a warm breath, and whispered.
Jiang Hanxi lowered her head and remained silent for a while, hesitating whether she liked it or not.
But... that strange feeling... she felt she still kind of... liked it...
The moment this thought crossed Jiang Hanxi's mind, she involuntarily spoke softly:
"I...I like..."
When Jiang Hanxi noticed this, she immediately tried to force herself to shut up.
But I couldn't resist the urge to speak, so I hesitated for a moment before continuing.
Now both of them understood. The red thread of fate would amplify the thoughts and words of the person bound to it.
Once the decision is made, it will be blurted out subconsciously.
So when Jiang Hanxi said "master" just now, she meant it willingly.
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