Chapter 677
Qin Yue's thin lips twitched, his cold, pale fingers pinching her chin, his dark eyes deep, "Do you really think your husband is getting old?"
When Wen Xin saw the danger in His eyes, her scalp tingled, but the wickedness in her blood stirred within her, wanting to provoke Him, to recklessly push His boundaries, to see just how much He would indulge and pamper her.
Wen Xin blinked lightly and asked innocently, "Your Excellency is handsome and unparalleled, the most handsome man in heaven and earth. But, well, age is a reality, and we can't deceive ourselves, can we?"
Qin Yue: "..."
"Oh!"
As He smiled, the ice and snow melted, and all the starlight dimmed. Wen Xin was mesmerized, but a chill ran down her spine. Once she started, she couldn't stop.
Her eyes sparkled with allure, and her voice was soft and seductive, "Does Your Majesty deny that you're an old cow eating young grass, coveting a beautiful young girl like me?"
Qin Yue raised his eyebrows and gently stroked her beautiful face with his cool fingers. The gesture was ambiguous and elusive, like an electric current, making her face flush and her body go limp.
"You coveted it and then seized it; what will you do, young lady?"
This is what a deadly subwoofer looks like!
Wen Xin's ears were so red they were practically bleeding, and her head was filled with fireworks.
She had intended to seduce him so badly he lost his bearings, but in the end, she was the one who was completely captivated.
"elder brother……"
Qin Yue lowered his head, captured her fragrant lips with his mouth, and chuckled softly, "Why is my little lady calling me 'brother'? Shouldn't she be calling me—'Grand Ancestor'?"
Wen Xin: "..."
Good heavens, is this the annihilation of humanity or the decline of morality?
But how come it's so exciting?
Her little hand secretly landed on his firm, powerful, and sexy abs... Who understands the pleasure of blasphemy?
Qin Yue groaned, slightly out of breath, and pulled her into the bed curtains. "You little rascal, don't come crying and accusing your husband of not being gentle and considerate later."
Wen Xin: "!!!"
When did they return to the Ninth Heaven?
And why do they rush straight to their dorm room as soon as they get back?
However, before Wen Xin could protest, she was forcefully dragged into wave after wave of waves. Her mind was hazy, and she could only cling to Him softly, whimpering and begging Him to love her more.
Therefore, age is a very sensitive issue, whether one is a mortal or a god, a man or a woman.
Wen Xin accidentally overdid it and ended up not knowing how many days she hadn't been able to get out of bed.
However, a shameless old man was still chuckling in her ear, saying that it was his duty as a husband to improve his wife's cultivation and that he had to do his best.
His Majesty sighed: My lady, you don't need to envy the profound cultivation of the God of Fate. With a little effort, you can have it too.
Don't worry, I will help you.
Wen Xin: "…………"
Don't be so sure of yourself!
Who needed His help?
Who wants it?
She's practically dying in bed, okay?
Your Majesty: Hmm? My wife feels that her husband is not working hard enough?
No, I can't let her be happier than a god!
It seems He still needs to work harder!
Wen Xin's small body trembled instantly, her eyes filled with tears. She weakly clung to his neck, looking pitiful. "Brother, Master, Husband, please forgive me. I was wrong, I was really wrong."
Qin Yue held his delicate wife in his arms, his large hand resting on her smooth, white back, gently caressing it. "What wrong have you done, Ah Xin? I was just helping you cultivate. How could you have misunderstood?"
Wen Xin: "..." Hehe!
A cunning and ruthless wolf in sheep's clothing!
This is terrible!
However, in bed, with her cultivation level lower than others and unable to resist the allure of male beauty, Wen Xin could only yield and pitifully win His heart. She relied on His love for her to the core and his complete obedience.
Wen Xin rested her head on his shoulder, looking delicate and frail. "Brother, I'm tired and uncomfortable."
Upon hearing these soft, hesitant words, Qin Yue immediately stopped, placed his palm against her small face, his brows furrowed, and asked with concern, "Where does it hurt? Tell me."
In fact, Qin Yue has always been very sensible, and the practice of couples cultivating together is beneficial to each other, especially for Wen Xin. If she continues to "seclude" for another hundred or eighty years, her cultivation might actually reach the level of the God of Fate.
When she complained of being tired and uncomfortable, it was all just shyness and a bit of coquettishness.
Sigh, she doesn't want to actually cultivate with Him for a hundred or two hundred years!
This really puts one's values and shamelessness to the test.
Moreover, what kind of talk is it to stay in bed for a hundred or two hundred years?
She can't do it!
It really won't work!
Of course, telling the truth is impossible. If the truth were to come out, what good would it do except piss off the big bad wolf and make her do dual cultivation for a hundred or eighty years?
Wen Xin continued to feign weakness, her almond-shaped eyes glistening with tears, her willow-leaf eyebrows and fragrant cheeks exuding a captivating shyness.
Qin Yue: "..."
His Adam's apple bobbed, his gaze burning like fire, yet he dared not look too long at the beautiful woman in his arms; she was too enchanting, and he was completely out of his mind.
He coughed lightly to cover his embarrassment, pulled his outer robe over her shoulders, picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, saying softly, "Sleep if you're tired, brother will give you a bath."
Wen Xin smiled and nestled obediently in his arms, "Brother, what are your plans for dealing with Xing Ran and Lan Yi next?"
Qin Yue carried her into the bath. The warm water, shrouded in white mist, rippled and slid over the woman's fair and delicate skin, as well as the delicate marks left by her lovemaking, relieving her fatigue.
"Summon all the gods to the Ninth Heaven to discuss this together."
Qin Yue didn't hide it from her. He could have dealt with Xing Ran and Lan Yi directly, but he was afraid that she would have some resentment in her heart and didn't want two insignificant things to affect their relationship.
He never wanted her to have even the slightest shadow of Him in her heart.
In fact, no matter how Qin Yue dealt with Xing Ran and Lan Yi, Wen Xin would not hold a grudge against him; she trusted her husband wholeheartedly.
However, Wen Xin strongly supports His current approach.
Neither Xingran nor Lanyi are worth it for Him to dirty His hands.
Letting the gods discuss and severely punish Xingran can also deter certain villains, not only maintaining His authority but also ensuring the stability of the world.
Wen Xin smiled softly at him, "It's fine as long as it's decided, brother."
Qin Yue's thin lips curved slightly as he lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, his expression one of tenderness and satisfaction.
To have her was the greatest blessing of his life!
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