Chapter 1026: Young Man Blows Out the Lamp
Ye Xiaoman thought sadly that the fish had become successful and were sure that now that they had her money, she would definitely go back and get married.
Damn it.
Next, the monks excitedly talked about the grand wedding preparations in various circles. Ye Xiaoman was immersed in sadness and absent-minded throughout the whole process. Even when the monks invited her to attend the Alchemy Conference in a few days, she did not show any special interest.
After the party, Ye Xiaoman and Zhu Chuideng went home together.
When he returned home, Zhu Chuideng saw that the big bed he had purchased from Huantian Chamber of Commerce during the day had been delivered to his home. He cast a spell, cleaned the bed, and brought it into the dormitory. After putting a comfortable mattress on it, he asked Ye Xiaoman to try it out to see if it was comfortable to sleep on.
Ye Xiaoman lay silently on the bed, her hands folded together peacefully on her stomach, like a corpse, staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Did you sleep well?"
"It's okay."
Zhu Chuideng sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Ye Xiaoman's appearance, he felt it was both miserable and funny, and laughed softly.
"Hasn't recovered from the shock yet?"
"Uncle, you don't understand."
Ye Xiaoman said sadly: "The life crisis I'm facing this time is not as simple as me marrying you both for a few months at the same time."
"I've inquired about it. Historically, the weddings of important figures like the God Emperor and the Demon King were all broadcast live. By then, the whole world will know my true identity."
Ye Xiaoman sighed deeply: "My house is about to collapse completely."
The image of an honest person that she had worked so hard to build was destroyed, and she would no longer be the perfect Ye Xiaoman in the hearts of her fans.
Ye Xiaoman covered her face with her hands in sorrow. "Now I just hope that my admirers can love me blindly and defend me regardless of the consequences."
"As someone who values appearances so much, I really can't imagine such a tragic scene..."
"And from now on, everyone will know that I am a woman with eight Balangs." This is the most painful thing for Ye Xiaoman.
Boys nowadays are very smart. No one would hang out with a woman who has eight men at home. Everyone would label her as a philanderer and would not dare to associate with her because they are afraid of the prominent status of Ji Wenyi and others and fear of retaliation.
This kind of star-shrinking force is the same as a man who is divorced and has three children when he is nearly 50 years old. He has been sentenced to death in the marriage market.
How can she be so happy in the future?
Zhu Chuideng stroked her hair, the comfort was pale, the old man chose not to say, "What should I do to make you happy?"
Ye Xiaoman turned her head to look at Zhu Chuideng, only to see the old man under the light with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, looking handsome and cool. His shaved chin had a mature charm. The skin of his fingers was dry and rough, and there was a scratching sensation when he brushed across her face, causing a fine flow of spiritual energy at her tailbone.
Zhu Chuideng raised his eyebrows slightly at her, and this action seemed particularly naughty.
Uncle is a very generous man. He will not hide the benefits that should be given. He opened his collar, and his big and strong chest muscles jumped out before our eyes.
The chest muscles are so broad that Ye Xiaoman can't control them with both hands. One person can feed Ye Xiaoman's entire family.
The bronze skin glowed in the light, with a particularly wild vitality.
When Ye Xiaoman saw that she was in love again, she immediately forgot what she was worried about just now.
She has a man like this at home and yet she wants to look for someone else outside. She deserves to die.
Ye Xiaoman swallowed, and her lifeless eyes immediately regained their brightness.
She climbed up nimbly and buried her head in the rough man's broad chest, sobbing.
"Uncle, I'm sad. I'm really sad."
"Sorrow is like a mountain pressing down on my fragile spine. It seems I will never be happy again in my life, unless..."
Zhu Chuideng smiled without saying anything. He listened to her dry howling and knew that her pity must have a sequel. "Unless?"
Ye Xiaoman gazed deeply into the distance: "When people are down, they always think of their childhood. For example, just now I suddenly thought of your youth. When you were young, you really had a carefree time."
Zhu Chuideng lowered his head, and Ye Xiaoman immediately kissed him in a flattering manner, and Zhu Chuideng began to laugh.
"You want to meet Zhuchuideng from Chepan Village?"
Ye Xiaoman blinked her eyes and expressed her loyalty in a very considerate way:
"But if I only see him and not you, it would be very unfair to you."
"I like both him and you, and it would be nice if I could see both of you at the same time."
Zhu Chuideng had heard about the absurd things that happened to Ye Xiaoman, the Ji Wenyi brothers, Xiao Yue and Da Yue Mushan, and Sikong Qing Jiaying.
As an old man with relatively conservative ideas, he felt that Ye Xiaoman's lawlessness was a bit too much.
But he finally surrendered in front of Ye Xiaoman's sparkling eyes.
As the lights go out and the sleeves are waved, the surrounding landscape keeps changing. The relatively luxurious houses, from the seats to the walls, step by step retreat back to the villagers' self-built houses.
Even the appearance of Zhu Chuideng in front of Ye Xiaoman was changing, as if time had gone back. The man's mature eyebrows and eyes gradually became younger, and his broad shoulders were thinned a little.
Ye Xiaoman's eyelashes fluttered, and she reached out to touch Zhu Chuideng's face, but Zhu Chuideng suddenly disappeared. Ye Xiaoman looked around in confusion for Zhu Chuideng, and suddenly she found that she was no longer sitting on the bed, but standing in front of a familiar country door, carrying a bundle of picked up firewood.
This is Zhu Chuideng’s second uncle’s home in Chepan Village.
Ye Xiaoman realized that this part had a plot, and she played the role of the young man Zhu Chuideng's aunt who was always in his mind.
Ye Xiaoman gave the door a thumbs up and said, "I knew you had good taste. Immoral love is always so heart-wrenching and tasteful!"
Ye Xiaoman was dancing with joy outside the door when it was suddenly opened from the inside.
The young man Zhu Chuideng appeared in front of Ye Xiaoman through the crack in the door, looking at the young second wife that his second uncle had taken in.
"Aunt, why did you come home after the sun went down? I was worried that you had an accident in the mountains, so I was just about to go look for you."
The plot has already begun. Ye Xiaoman happily answered fluently: "I'm fine. The dry branches on the outer edge of the mountain have been picked up. I have to go deeper into the mountain to pick up the good stuff."
The young man hurried out of the door and took the dry firewood off Ye Xiaoman's small body. It was very difficult for Ye Xiaoman to carry the firewood on her back, but his strong arms could easily carry it with one hand.
When he was getting the wood, he saw the marks on Ye Xiaoman's back where the rope had bruised her. He raised his hand to touch her, but was concerned about the neighbors' stares. In the end, he hid the deep emotions in his eyes and forbearingly retracted his outstretched fingers.
He said distressedly: "Don't do the heavy work anymore, just leave it to me."
Ye Xiaoman responded and followed the tall figure of the young man into the house.
In the yard, the two children of Zhu Chuideng's second uncle and Zhu Chuideng's cousins were chasing and playing. Ye Xiaoman knew that they were NPCs in the game, so she ignored them and followed Zhu Chuideng into the kitchen.
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