Agares' head was pulled down, and Jiang Si, who was nestled in his arms, leaned forward and kissed his lips.
Agares' cheeks flushed instantly, the red spreading from her cheeks to her neck, ear tips, and her whole body, making her look like a shrimp that had been roasted on fire, completely red.
She rubbed ginger slices around her cheap husband's lips, smacked her lips, and looked just like a cat that had successfully stolen a fish, licking its paws and washing its face, elegantly concluding: "Apple flavor, sweet and delicious, right, honey?"
Agareth swallowed the half-chewed apple without chewing any more, his face burning red as he forced out a soft "hmm" from his throat.
Jiang Si, who had her arms around his neck, saw his face, neck, and ears turn red, and there were small teeth marks on his throat. Her mischievousness grew, so she let go of one hand and poked his face, saying in a soft and coquettish voice, "Honey, I want to try it again. Let me have another taste!"
His body was stiff as stone, and he was burning up with fever. In an instant, he reached out and lifted his wife, who was snuggling in his arms, onto the sofa, and pried her hands off his neck.
He jumped up, put the half-eaten apple on the coffee table, turned around, and said in a hoarse, low voice, "I'm going to the restroom!"
Without waiting for Jiang Si's reply, he walked towards the restroom with a slightly clumsy gait, walking faster and faster until he slammed the door shut.
Jiang Si tilted her head and stared at the closed bathroom door, licking her lips and rubbing her chin with her hand.
She has a library of theoretical knowledge but no practical experience.
My cheap husband was so awkward just now, his face turned as red as a shrimp, he's also an inexperienced virgin.
They are a pair of rookies, completely inexperienced rookies, so they are just pecking at each other. When will they be able to reach home run from negative distance?
After rubbing her chin, Jiang Si sighed deeply. The ecstasy described in the book, the rush of blood to her brain, the blankness, seven times a night, the friction igniting passion—when would it become a reality? When would she be able to experience it?
Life is so hard.
Eating meat is even more difficult.
Jiang Si sighed heavily again, then opened her personal terminal and sent a message to scold Bo Jichen.
As the saying goes, the student's mistake is the teacher's fault.
Is it reasonable for such a cunning, lewd, and manipulative teacher to produce a student who is upright, honest, and so rigid that he can't even kiss? Is it reasonable? Is it reasonable?
Bo Jichen wiped the sweat from his face; sweat dripped from the little bun on the back of his head. He glanced at his endless stream of subordinates and felt that he couldn't go on like this.
200,000 people, ...!
Challenge him one by one.
Although none of these people could beat him.
But it's a war of attrition.
One after another, without a break, even a god couldn't stand it, let alone him...
"General, are you alright?" A young soldier in combat uniform saw his general wiping away sweat. He went up to him, not daring to attack him directly, and asked with concern, "Do you want to take a break?"
Bo Jichen beckoned to the young soldier with his finger, and the innocent soldier ran over eagerly.
He had barely run up to him and hadn't even stood still when his body was kicked away like a magnificent stone by his idol, the general, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
Bo Jichen pulled back his long leg that had been kicked out, patted off non-existent dust, and said arrogantly and infuriatingly, "Kid, a man shouldn't ask if he's still okay, or he'll get beaten up!"
The young soldier, who had fallen to the ground, pounded his fist on the ground in hatred.
His superiors and colleagues all told him that their general was not a human being, but a lawless dog.
On the ring, when the two are facing off and fighting, you can't show him any mercy. If you can take him down, you absolutely can't be soft-hearted, or you'll be in big trouble.
He hadn't really believed it, thinking that a handsome, always smiling general couldn't possibly be associated with a dog.
They're just talking nonsense, trying to damage their idol's reputation and hoping their idol will go easy on them.
However, today, his idol kicked him, making him realize how treacherous people can be, and that he should listen to the advice of his elders, or he would end up like him now.
"then……"
Bo Jichen was about to say, "Let's continue," when his personal terminal beeped. He paused, then opened the terminal to take a look.
After reading it, his eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh. The message from his daughter, "Cheap Leaky Heartbreaking Cotton-padded Jacket," complaining about her wayward disciple came just in time, giving him an excuse to return to the palace and avoid beating up these idiots.
Bo Jichen turned around and challenged his subordinates, saying, "You guys practice on your own. I'm not going with you. I'm going to the palace!"
After finishing speaking, he returned, not forgetting to stuff the box containing the trinkets his adopted daughter had bought into his spatial storage. With a grin and covered in sweat, he happily boarded the military aircraft, which was then escorted back to the palace by two fighter jets.
Jiang Si had already sat down on the floor from the sofa. The coffee table was piled high with apples, tangerines, pears, and oranges. Next to the coffee table were apple trees, tangerine trees, pear trees, and orange trees, each more than a person tall.
Although they have roots but no soil, their leaves are exceptionally green, and their trunks are each as thick as a forearm, with small flowers blooming on them.
Jiang Si held up two handwritten plans, looked at them twice, added some details, and said that her cheap husband was still in the bathroom.
She involuntarily raised her personal terminal to take a look. Her cheap husband had been inside for almost 45 minutes. 45 minutes is enough for scrubbing off dirt in a bathhouse. His was taking way too long.
While pondering whether to urge them on, Jiang Si used her personal computer to take nine photos of the fruit and fruit trees on the table, logged into her "Zombie is Not a Corpse" account, and posted the nine photos with the caption: "Look, this is the business I'm currently working on. My dear friends, are you looking forward to it?"
The moment she posted this photo, it immediately went viral and trended on social media without any manual push. Fans flooded the comments section with messages like, "Jiang Jiang is the coolest and most beautiful when she's focused on her career! When will your new business start selling products?"
"I can smell the fruity aroma even through the screen, and I feel my raging mental energy subside. So, my darling Jiang Jiang, can we sell those things on your table first?"
"All you guys upstairs are thinking about is food, but I'm different. I've discovered that where Jiang Jiang is is a military camp!"
"Based on the photos, this is at least a single dormitory for a major general or higher. It has a sofa, a coffee table, and water, a typical one-bedroom, one-living room, and one-bathroom layout!"
"No need for analysis upstairs. Jiang Jiang has already said she's married, and her husband is a soldier. She's so accomplished; it's not surprising that her husband is a high-ranking official, at least a major general!"
"The people upstairs are narrow-minded. The people upstairs from you aren't analyzing who her husband is. They're trying to tell us that Jiang Jiang's post about focusing on her career is fake. Actually, she's subtly telling us that she's with her husband, feeding us dog food (a Chinese slang term for public displays of affection). What a bunch of idiots!"
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