"I call that livening up the atmosphere!"
"That's just being unreasonable."
"It's better than you being a hypocrite and putting on airs!"
"It's still better than you, you shameless vixen."
Seeing that the two ladies were about to start their usual bickering again, Zhang Shao was already feeling overwhelmed and quickly interrupted, "Stop, stop, stop! I'll press! I'll press them all! Okay, okay!"
He moved closer to Ling Qingxue and asked cautiously, "Wife, where do you want to press?"
Ling Qingxue glanced at his comical attire and then at his frustrated yet earnest expression. In the end, she didn't refuse again. She turned slightly to the side and said softly, "The shoulder will do."
Zhang Shaozhong felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly got to work.
Massaging Ling Qingxue was a different experience altogether; I unconsciously softened my movements, afraid of hurting this fairy-like lady.
Ling Qingxue felt the moderate pressure and gentle warmth of the massage on her shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes. It was indeed... very comfortable.
Watching from the side, Ye Meier curled her lip and said, "Hmph, preferential treatment! You're so rough with me, but so gentle with this hypocrite!"
Zhang Shaozhong retorted irritably, "You haven't been particularly kind to me either!"
“I’m a witch! What kind of witch wouldn’t be a witch if she wasn’t ruthless?” Night Enchantress said matter-of-factly.
Ling Qingxue closed her eyes and said calmly, "Even witches need to be reasonable."
"So what if I'm unreasonable? My husband likes it when I'm unreasonable! Right, my husband?" Ye Meier winked at Zhang Shaozhong.
Zhang Shaozhong: "..." How could I dare say I don't like it?
He finally understood: these two women, one cold and one warm, one quiet and one active, could bicker like thunder and lightning, but when it mattered most, they were surprisingly in sync.
She, as the "husband," was caught in the middle, the biggest punching bag and mediator!
However… looking at Ling Qingxue’s slightly relaxed expression and listening to Ye Meier’s energetic and noisy voice, Zhang Shaozhong felt inexplicably at ease.
To hell with the world crisis, to hell with the Nascent Soul Ancestor!
With these two darling wives around, life is awesome!
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