"Don't worry, I won't like anyone but you. Come with me." Wange took Kuming's hand and led him back to the room, finally letting Kuming sit in front of the mirror.
"What's wrong?" Ku Ming didn't react for a moment and looked at Wan Ge with some confusion.
Wan Ge picked up a comb from the side and let down his hair, which was tied up with a hairpin.
"Didn't you say I've never styled your hair? From now on, I'll style your hair for you, okay? I'll only style your hair."
"Mmm." If she weren't currently helping him put his hair up, Ku Ming would have immediately pulled her into his arms. She was supposed to only help him put his hair up.
Ku Ming is so good-looking. He looks good no matter how he styles his hair. Even if he just puts his hair up in a simple bun, he still looks great. Now, Wange really wants to give him all the suitable hairstyles she has seen in every world, and change his hairstyle every time.
Wan Ge tied up half of his hair, leaving a little bit in front of his forehead, which made him look more lazy and elegant.
After Wange finished fixing his hair, Kuming suddenly picked her up. As she watched him work on her clothes, Wange grabbed his hand: "Kuming! I just fixed your hair, you can't mess it up."
Here we go again!
Ku Ming paused for a moment, then added a hint of grievance to his voice: "I didn't... I just wanted to see if you were really not hurt."
How could Ku Ming be at ease without thoroughly checking everything? Although he had already used his divine power to investigate, he was still not reassured.
"Don't think I don't know you've already used your divine power to investigate." Knowing that this is how it will end, Wange felt that she should have restrained herself back then, stayed at the Ice Lake for a while, and spent her time like the original owner did when she came of age. She shouldn't have gotten entangled with Kuming so early.
This is really not the life a fox should live! And I realize again that having a husband who's too much of a jerk isn't good either.
Ku Ming lowered his head in grievance, all his aloofness and disdain vanishing in front of Wan Ge.
Wan Ge hugged his neck, then stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips: "Don't feel wronged anymore, can you rest for a bit?"
Can we reschedule for a while?
Ku Ming grunted again, and at the same time, a sword appeared in his hand. He could feel the heavy malevolent aura emanating from the sword, and it was a demonic sword, not one that a god should possess.
Ku Ming handed her the sword: "This is the sword of the ancient Demon Lord. I have cast a spell on it, and it will recognize you as its master from now on. It can also protect you when I am not by your side."
Although Ku Ming wished he could stick by his side all the time, he was about to ascend the throne, and there would always be times when he wouldn't be by Wan Ge's side, just like today.
Fortunately, his Wan Ge was also quite strong; otherwise, if he had really been bullied, he would have hated himself for letting Wan Ge get hurt.
Wan Ge knew his worries. Although she wanted to tell him that she could protect herself without the sword, she accepted it to put his mind at ease.
However, while holding this sword, Wan Ge was even more curious about the extent of Ku Ming's power. He was able to turn the sword of the ancient demon lord into his own, a level of strength that even a god-king might not be able to achieve.
Moreover, Wan Ge remembered that when she asked him before when he was the Nine-Tails, he seemed to have answered that it was always.
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