Although Xu Chen was a little confused, he resisted the urge to get up and continued to lie on the ground.
After all, the master is always trustworthy!
After a while, Xu Chen reached out and scratched his butt in the dark, and finally couldn't resist anymore, so he slowly raised his head.
As Xu Chen slowly raised his head, a pair of small feet clad in ice silk came into view.
Next came a silky, ice-blue dress, followed by a pair of eyes filled with rage!
"Hanhanhan, Hanmiao!"
Xu Chen was startled when he launched himself off the ground and jumped back more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters) in fright.
"Lustful sword! Lustful sword! Lustful sword! Both lustful and despicable!!"
Han Miao put her hands on her hips and angrily cursed Xu Chen, saying each word clearly.
Her small, pouty figure, with a tuft of hair sticking up on her head, was so adorable that it melted anyone's heart.
Xu Chen didn't dare to move at all, staring at Han Miao who was practically spitting out fury, because he couldn't outrun her!
Fearful, Xu Chen could only call out to Wang Feng in his heart, hoping to get some response.
[Master! Help!]
Xu Chen shouted in his heart, trembling, but after a second, he still didn't hear a response.
"A kiss for a slap! You kissed me for as long as you want me to slap you now!"
"Do you want me to come over here and slap you?! Or do you want me to go over there and slap you?!"
At this moment, Han Miao began to apply pressure. Xu Chen felt immense pressure and prayed in his heart that his master would respond to him.
"Benmiao will count to three!"
As Han Miao's urgent voice slowly rose, Xu Chen waited in vain for Wang Feng's response.
Under immense pressure, Xu Chen hurriedly turned to look towards the fire, and then he discovered...
Master! How could you deceive your sword?!
Xu Chen looked at Wang Feng, who was feeding Jiang Hanxi grapes while resting his head on her lap, and felt like crying. He shouted in his heart.
"Han...Miao..."
Seeing that his master could no longer be relied upon, Xu Chen suddenly raised his head, and his eyes gradually became clear.
Just as Han Miao was about to make a move, staring at the tuft of hair standing straight up, he was suddenly startled by Xu Chen's unexpected change.
"Um... could you please not hit my face? And... could you hit me a little harder?"
The next moment, Xu Chen's expression changed, and he asked cautiously.
*Smack!*
"Awooo!!!"
As Han Miao'ai's slap landed, Xu Chen's thoughts were also interrupted, and he spun around in place several times in an instant.
"That's exactly what I meant by 'slapping you in the face'!"
With his teeth clenched and his face puffed out in anger, Danmao Hanmiao looked like he was about to go and bite Xuchen's face.
But Han Miao thought that if he went up and kissed it, he would definitely make this lewd sword that followed its master feel good!
Standing by the fire, Jiang Hanxi listened to the crackling sounds behind her, her expression turning somewhat strange.
However, Wang Feng, who was resting his head on her lap, didn't seem to care and looked quite relaxed.
"My wife, ah~, feed your husband."
Wang Feng lay back in the chair, his head resting on Jiang Hanxi's lap, mouth wide open and eyes closed, waiting to be fed.
"My lord, are you... really not going to care about your sword anymore?"
Hearing the sounds of slapping and screams behind her, Jiang Hanxi looked at Wang Feng with a strange expression and said something.
"It's okay, it won't die. Even if I did, I could bring it back to life."
"Besides, Han Sanshui knows what he's doing. Didn't you see that Xu Chen's hair was shaved off the last few times, but he could still run and move?"
Wang Feng chuckled as he chewed the fairy fruit that Jiang Hanxi had just fed him, his eyes slightly closed, while telling her not to worry about what was happening over there.
"My wife, can you feed me with your own mouth?"
At this moment, Wang Feng slowly opened his handsome eyes, looked up at Jiang Hanxi, and asked softly.
"Um....."
"Um?"
Jiang Hanxi seemed not to have yet recovered from Wang Feng's words, and gave a soft "hmm".
But after hearing Wang Feng's last words, he was stunned and uttered a "Huh?" again.
"No...no, Longlong and the others are still here."
A slight blush rose on Jiang Hanxi's pretty face. She glanced at the little dragon riding an ice unicorn with a small wooden sword in the distance, wanting to refuse Wang Feng.
"I don't care... my wife, I'm leaving it to you..."
Wang Feng stretched out his arms and gently wrapped them around Jiang Hanxi's fair neck, his eyes filled with longing.
Distracted by Wang Feng's voice, Jiang Hanxi subconsciously bit her lower lip and hesitated.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Hanxi gently opened her lower lip, but she did not speak.
Instead, she took a grape and gently put it in her mouth, which implicitly indicated her response.
Seeing this, Wang Feng wrapped his arms around her fair neck and slowly moved his head closer to her.
As their lips slowly met, the grapes clumsily entered Wang Feng's mouth.
"Wow! Daddy and Mommy are here...kissing me!"
Just then, Xiaolong's childish voice suddenly rang out from not far away, startling Jiang Hanxi and making her extremely embarrassed.
Seeing this, Wang Feng gently parted her lips and rested his head on her lap again, softly chewing the grapes in his mouth.
"Delicious! No wonder everyone says imported food tastes better! It's true!"
Wang Feng smiled as he looked at Jiang Hanxi, who was tilting her head slightly, and kept praising how delicious the imported grapes were.
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