The two embraced for a long time in the quiet room filled with objects of various sizes, unwilling to part for even a moment.
"My husband..."
Jiang Hanxi leaned close to Wang Feng's ear, her pretty face, which looked like a little cat's, buried tightly in his chest as she cried out softly.
"My husband is here."
Wang Feng gently held her in his arms. At this moment, no matter what Jiang Hanxi said, he would respond with a sound, so that she would feel that it was real.
Jiang Hanxi seemed unsatisfied with the hug, holding him for more than ten minutes without letting go.
Wang Feng didn't say much, but he showed his love by gently cupping her face and kissing her.
Jiang Hanxi's eyes were still glistening with tears. She seemed to have not expected Wang Feng to do this so suddenly, and her expression froze for a moment.
But the next second, Jiang Hanxi, as if she was not satisfied, moved forward instead of retreating to meet her advance.
Jiang Hanxi hugged Wang Feng tightly, their lips pressed together, their kiss becoming increasingly passionate.
Wang Feng was put on the defensive by Jiang Hanxi's actions, because her kiss was just too fierce!!
This time, Wang Feng didn't even have to take the initiative; something was put into his mouth, and the two fought fiercely.
Jiang Hanxi's pretty face was flushed and tearful as she hugged Wang Feng tightly on the bed, her eyes gently closed, and kissed him passionately.
The two fought for an unknown amount of time, and when they finally separated, both were breathing heavily.
"Hiss~"
"Phew~"
Wang Feng, panting, gently cupped her face and wiped away the tears on her pretty face with his thumbs.
"It's alright, it's alright."
While wiping away her tears, Wang Feng kept trying to comfort her.
"Look, the bed is all wet from your crying. Move over and sit up straight, let your husband tidy it up."
Wang Feng observed his surroundings, adjusted his position, and spoke softly.
Then he stretched out his arms and gently grasped Jiang Hanxi's hands, moving from his waist to his neck.
He then sat up on the bed with Jiang Hanxi in his arms, and finally carried her to the ground.
Jiang Hanxi seemed to still be recovering from the kiss, breathing heavily and remaining silent for a long time.
But her hands still clung tightly to Wang Feng's neck, her red, tear-filled eyes fixed on him.
Wang Feng carried Jiang Hanxi to one of the few open spaces in the house.
He took out the bed that had been with him throughout his ninth incarnation and placed it on the ground.
These weren't the two unusual beds, but the one that had been washed twice.
Wang Feng gently placed Jiang Hanxi's delicate body onto the clean bed, preparing to pull his head away from her arms.
Jiang Hanxi seemed to only come to her senses when she felt Wang Feng's movements, and hurriedly grabbed Wang Feng tightly.
But she moved very carefully, as if afraid of dissipating Wang Feng.
"No! Don't go..."
Jiang Hanxi's eyes immediately reddened again. She tightly hugged Wang Feng's neck and called out pitifully and urgently.
"My husband... don't go..."
Jiang Hanxi's voice began to choke, as if she was about to cry again at any moment.
Wang Feng was taken aback by Jiang Hanxi's reaction.
After realizing what was happening, he quickly reassured her, "Okay, okay, I won't go, I'll stay with you."
Wang Feng had no choice but to move Jiang Hanxi a little closer to the bed, and then he lay down on the bed himself.
He knew that Jiang Hanxi was extremely insecure at the moment, so it was normal for her to react this way.
Feeling her trembling body in his arms, Wang Feng couldn't help but tighten his embrace, hoping to give her more sense of security.
After waiting for a while, Wang Feng looked down at Jiang Hanxi, who had nestled her head tightly against his chest.
"My dear wife, shall I wash your face for you?"
Wang Feng looked at the tear stains still on Jiang Hanxi's cheeks, who looked like a little kitten, and said casually.
"No, don't..."
Jiang Hanxi was terrified. She was afraid that if she let go, her husband would disappear again as before.
“Your face is covered in tears, you’re not pretty anymore. You have to wash it off, and your husband’s clothes are soaked with your tears too.”
Wang Feng had no choice but to try a different approach to persuade her, because his long white robe was already soaked through.
As for not being pretty? That's definitely a lie. It's just a way to deceive Jiang Hanxi. In his heart, Jiang Hanxi is the most beautiful.
Although Jiang Hanxi's face was covered in tears and looked like a cat, it had a kind of broken and ugly-cute feeling.
However, it's still better to wash her with water. It will also help her calm down and relax her suppressed emotions.
Sure enough, Jiang Hanxi paused for a moment and hesitated after hearing Wang Feng's words.
I don't know if Jiang Hanxi was upset because she heard that the tear stains on her face made her look less pretty.
Or it was because Wang Feng's clothes were soaked.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally managed to gently loosen her arms that were holding Wang Feng, her soft lips pressed tightly together.
Just when Wang Feng thought he could get out of bed to change her clothes and pour warm water for her to wash her face.
But then he suddenly noticed that Jiang Hanxi immediately reached out and tightly pulled his sleeve.
"Don't worry, my wife, your husband won't leave."
Wang Feng chuckled with a mixture of helplessness and indulgence at the sight, then reached out and patted her head to comfort her.
However, Jiang Hanxi still carefully held onto his sleeves with both hands, her eyes red, and dared not let go for a moment.
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