Drink to the moon.
"Yes, new one."
When Chi Jiujiu saw that the jar on the table was empty, she quickly took out another one.
After Wuwang finished recalling his childhood, he looked up at the sky, silent, his tall and slender body only adding a touch of sadness.
She stood up and moved closer to him.
"Adong, do you want to drink?"
Ever since Wuwang got together with her, even if he felt jealous, he would admit frankly, "I'm jealous."
Just, very direct.
He looked like he had other things on his mind.
"No more."
Wuwang said lightly.
Xu Chen was imprisoned in the sea of consciousness.
He cannot be intoxicated now and must remain vigilant at all times to prevent Xu Chen from taking over his body and causing irreparable consequences.
"Then I take it back."
Chi Jiujiu took back the wine jar.
She held Wuwang's hand and looked him in the eyes tenderly, "Is there something that makes you unhappy? Tell me."
Chi Jiujiu's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, carrying a reassuring power.
However, Wuwang just looked at her quietly.
His appearance in the moonlight, with his bald head, was that of a holy and handsome son of Buddha.
The corners of his mouth curled up in a smile.
His handsome facial features are not at all ruffian-like, but look very elegant and Zen-like.
But he was in a very heavy mood.
No matter how hard he tried to hide it, she could still sense it keenly.
"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it."
Chi Jiujiu held Wuwang's hand tightly and sighed secretly. Wuwang can be quite emo sometimes, you just have to get used to it.
Wuwang, "Hmm..."
He couldn't tell her to give up that man.
It was because of that person that she chose to embark on this path of refining the mark.
All he can do is...
Chi Jiujiu suggested sweetly, "Adong, how about we take a night tour? I'll ride on the magic tool to take you for a ride?" to help him relax.
Wuwang said in a low voice, "Let's get over our inner demons first."
Where she is.
How could he have the heart to go out for a night stroll?
Wuwang took Chi Jiujiu into his arms, and with a flick of his spiritual sense, he took her into the small building and put away the lotus seat.
......
In the familiar love nest.
There was soft silk under Chi Jiujiu's body and Wuwang's hot body on her body.
His lips, of just the right thickness, were warm and scorching, as if burning with flames. He kissed her fiercely, igniting the dead wood in her heart.
His eyes were full of desire and paranoia, as if he wanted to devour her.
"Adong,
Are you...still——"
Jealous.
Chi Jiujiu looked at Wuwang's flushed face and spoke softly, but the rest of her words were interrupted by the man.
.......
Wuwang's lips gently caressed her neck.
The warm breath with the scent of sandalwood sprayed on her delicate skin, making her feel shivering and numb.
She closed her eyes and felt his warmth.
........
Chi Jiujiu's delicate body gradually became soft and weak, passively enduring... Wuwang's crazy demands like a wild beast.
Her heartbeat quickened and her breathing became rapid.
My mind went blank.
She wanted to push Wuwang away, but she couldn't bear to give up this feeling.
............
The distance between her and Wuwang was getting closer and closer.
Their breaths intertwined.
The tide of emotions triggered the mark of destiny, which gradually dissolved the power of the inner demon, and the outer garments of the inner demon in the sea of consciousness fell down layer by layer.
..........
Sixty-nine floors, sixty-eight floors...
......
Sixty-three floors.
Sixty-second floor.
Sixty-first floor, the limit.
Wuwang looked down at Chi Jiujiu's little face, which was still immersed in lust. His eyes were dark, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. The jealousy in his heart finally dissipated.
a long time.
"Wine."
"Um...?"
"I want to hear you call me husband."
Chi Jiujiu refused, "That's too much."
She rubbed her cheek against Wuwang's strong chest and said, "There's no such word in my dictionary."
"Then I want you..." several times.
Wuwang said in a low voice, with a hint of strength in his tone.
Chi Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, staring straight at Wuwang, but saw that his dark brown eyes were still full of lust. After a moment, she said softly and hoarsely, "Husband~"
Wuwang chuckled.
His sharp eyebrows raised in pleasure.
His bony fingers inserted into her hair, stroking it gently, making her feel an extreme tenderness.
.......
Just when Chi Jiujiu thought,
Wuwang would hold her in his arms and sleep, enjoying the tranquility and warmth.
He said with a half-smile, "Who fascinates you more, me or him?"
Chi Jiujiu's eyes suddenly widened...and a look of surprise appeared on her face.
Help!
Why would Wuwang ask her such a question?
Is this any different from a newlywed wife asking her husband, “If your mother and I fell into the river, who would you save first?”
Ahhhh.......
Chi Jiujiu didn't know how to answer Wuwang.
She chose to remain silent.
It seems that Shen Mojin has always been a thorn in Wuwang's heart!
I wonder when she will be able to let go of her destined husband?
No more jealousy and fighting for favor.
No longer have to compete with Shen Mojin in everything.
"It must be me."
Wuwang saw that Chi Jiujiu didn't say anything, so he asked himself and answered the questions.
He even believed it himself.
Chi Jiujiu looked at Wuwang who was lying with his arms around her. His expression and posture were very different from those of the otherworldly Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
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