Chapter 513: Sister Man is Happy (for "AAA Sister Sanshui's Super Dog Licking" extra chapter)
Ye Xiaoman frowned. "I really don't have time to play with you. Go to bed first. You have to get up early tomorrow to farm. There are cows, chickens, and geese waiting for you to feed."
Zhu Chui Deng said, "I won't get up early tomorrow."
"During the first few days of my marriage..." Zhu Chuideng paused, "I didn't plan to go out."
"You don't plan to go out, but I do, and I'm going out now." Ye Xiaoman tried to push the gong to blow out the lantern, but failed to do so.
He really was like a gangster, tall and muscular, and no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't be pushed away. Ye Xiaoman was so angry that she scolded him, but he just smiled and never got angry. He asked in the tone of an elder brother: "Did you blow off the firecrackers? Why are you so angry tonight?"
Ye Xiaoman was so annoyed that she hit someone, but Zhu Chuideng didn't feel any pain and even thought she was cute when she was angry.
He moved closer and asked again, "Can I pick you up?"
"No," Ye Xiaoman pretended not to understand the meaning of his words. "Diligence makes one successful, while idleness makes one lose. Stop thinking about it and go to sleep right now. If the harvest is not good next year, I will divorce you sooner or later."
Ye Xiaoman said she wanted to divorce on the night of her wedding. Zhu Chuideng was a little surprised by the warning in her words and raised his eyebrows.
Ye Xiaoman finally managed to get away from him while he was distracted. She walked quickly and when she was approaching the door, Jing Zhui, the last person to finish showering, walked in.
In front of Ye Xiaoman, he closed the door.
"Master's wife, go to sleep."
Jing Zhui is a straightforward person. As soon as he saw Ye Xiaoman, he spoke his mind and told her what he wanted.
As someone who often drives fast on the road, Ye Xiaoman understood immediately that this was not the same sleep as before, and Jing Zhui was going to get serious tonight.
Ye Xiaoman had no time to spar with him. She pushed Jing Zhui's shoulder away and walked out. "A man this old still needs his master's wife to accompany him. How can that be right?"
"Please take care of yourself."
Jing Zhui naturally wouldn't let her get away with it, so he grabbed her arm and slapped her in the heart with all his spiritual energy.
Her original intention was to push Jing Zhui away with a palm, but unfortunately her cultivation level was not enough in front of the big devil Jing Zhui. Jing Zhui deflected her attack and picked her up from the ground.
The demons were rough and unruly, and Jing Zhui wanted to free his hands to take off his clothes, but without thinking, he threw Ye Xiaoman to Zhu Chuideng.
Ye Xiaoman only felt that she flew out a perfect parabola, with the sound of wind whistling in her ears and the scenery in front of her eyes blurred. She flew into Zhu Chuideng's arms. Zhu Chuideng smiled and caught her steadily.
Ye Xiaoman let out a scream.
Their rude way of throwing her and catching her made her look very delicate and weak, which deeply hurt her self-esteem as a domineering woman.
Ye Xiaoman immediately started cursing.
Zhu Chuideng rubbed the top of her head with his chin to comfort her, and then poked her face lovingly with his iron-blue chin.
Ye Xiaoman screamed in pain from the sting of Zhu Chuideng's beard. She shouted speechlessly, "Hurry up and let me go out to do my job. You're going to die, don't you know?"
Zhu Chuideng tried his best to be gentle and placed her on the quilt. "No matter how urgent the matter is, it is not as important as tonight."
Ye Xiaoman sat up on the quilt with a somersault, put her hands on her hips and said loudly, "Sese can be anytime, but if you lose your life, everything will be over."
Jing Zhui replied: "As long as I am here, you will not die."
The boss's assurance was convincing, but Ye Xiaoman had witnessed him and Zhu Chuideng being tricked by the Taotie beast and nearly losing everything. She didn't believe him at all. "Please wake up quickly, it's too late..."
Ye Xiaoman's voice suddenly stopped, "...."
The reason why she suddenly disregarded life and death was simply because the handsome men started to perform a stripping show.
Unlike Yue Muchan's youthful fragility, unlike Xiao Chujing and Sikong Qing's youthful prime, unlike Ji Wenyi and Jiaying's perfect golden branches and jade leaves who look like works of art, the superiority of the old men's group is the result of years of tempering, a treasure naturally formed in nature, just like old wine buried deep in the ground, which becomes more fragrant over time. Every sip is full of stories, and even if men don't get drunk, people will be intoxicated by themselves.
Jing Zhui took off his mask, and his silver hair fell off with the movement of his head, like moonlight draped over his shoulders.
He walked towards her bed step by step.
The movements were dramatic, starting with him ripping open his belt and throwing it casually on the ground next to his mask. He then grabbed the collar of his shirt with both hands, opening it to the left and right, his stunningly perfect chest muscles openly inviting the world to watch.
The demons like to wear narrow-sleeved clothes that are convenient for movement. The number of layers of clothes is very few. The layer below the black clothes is immediately the white clothes as the base. The black robe touches the floor first, and the white clothes are removed as they walk.
The battle scars of varying lengths on the chest, abdomen, heart, and back record numerous achievements.
Ye Xiaoman fell silent, her eyes fixed.
Zhu Chuideng had already been standing in front of her.
Compared to Jing Zhui's approach from far away, this one was very close.
Zhu Chuideng has a muscular body that even gym coaches would envy. He is a typical athlete with dark skin, big muscles, large volume and full body, amazing strength, and visible blue veins on the surface of his muscles, arms and backs of his hands.
It makes people think of compliments such as wild, full of vitality, unrestrained and so on.
Ye Xiaoman felt that this uncle, a strong man, was really intimidating.
Daunting in every sense of the word.
Zhu Chuideng also has scars on his body, not as many as Jing Zhui, but they just show his bravery.
Uncle has a lot of clothes, but his hands are fast.
Ye Xiaoman's mood calmed down and a mysterious smile began to appear on her face.
She suddenly felt that Zhu Chuideng was right, and that little bit of time was not a big deal.
What's the use of life or death? As long as a person is not dead, his achievements may not necessarily lead to death. If the probability of death is very high, it is better to enjoy himself before dying.
Sister Man was suddenly tired, a tiredness that came from the depths of her soul, and she really needed a broad chest to lean on.
Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood, and a horse can run fast only when it is well fed. She really needs to recharge herself before going out to fight, so that her chances of winning will be greater.
Ye Xiaoman began to ask the two handsome guys about their well-being.
When Jing Zhui approached, she stretched out her claws meticulously. The devil claws were not idle, and placed them on the abdominal muscles of Zhu Chuideng and Jing Zhui, one on the left and one on the right. She asked distressedly: "How did you get hurt?"
Sister Man actually didn’t want to know, this was just an excuse for Sister Man to get started.
But her sympathy was so realistic that the two men even thought they were good people. Seeing that she wanted to know, they carefully recalled the story and told her.
Jing Zhui grasped the back of her hand, letting her trace the scar that ran from her left abdomen to her right chest, letting her feel his past glory. "I got this wound during the God-Chasing Battle, when I killed the Twelve Celestial Lords of the Ji Clan."
Zhu Chuideng was tense because of her sudden touch, and his ferocious side could not be concealed at all. The old man who looked very mature was immediately defeated by her. He subconsciously wanted to retreat in embarrassment.
He groaned in his throat and replied briefly, "I was injured by Jing Zhui."
Ye Xiaoman wanted to get the man quickly. The bed was so big, why was he just standing there?
She said in a pretentious tone, "From now on, we will be a loving family. You two must stop fighting."
Zhu Chuideng and Jing Zhui stopped talking, and got on the couch one after the other, standing on either side of Ye Xiaoman.
Ye Xiaoman said generously: "Come, spiritual practice."
Jing Zhui was dissatisfied: "Just spiritual practice?"
He read some books and was no longer satisfied with his previous superficial reading.
Ye Xiaoman was still barely remembering that she had to go fight the Taotie Beast and couldn't spend too much time on them. "Just take it one step at a time."
Zhu Chuideng was shy and felt embarrassed to offer suggestions, so he just followed whatever Ye Xiaoman said, as they still had plenty of time anyway.
Old men are not like young boys like Yue Mushan and Xiao Chujing. They will hold your hand and chatter a lot of joyful words before getting to the point. Old men are all action-oriented.
They have wasted too much time in their long lives and know how to cherish every moment.
Without further ado, let’s get straight to the point.
At this moment, it seems like an ordinary wedding night in an ordinary family. The swaying red candles bring people endless reverie, and the soft light of the candlelight makes the atmosphere as warm and smooth as a quilt, inviting people to fall into a deep sleep.
Zhu Chuideng hesitated and said, "Jing Zhui, do we really have to do this?"
Jing Zhui and Ye Xiaoman were kissing, and even though he was interrupting them, they didn't even raise their eyes. "What do you want?"
Zhu Chuideng said, "There's another room next door..."
Jing Zhui said: "Then get out and wait."
Zhu Chuideng thought that it was Jing Zhui who should get out, so he didn't move, and the matter was left unresolved.
Jing Zhui was also annoyed by Zhu Chuideng. He was actually very possessive and didn't want Ye Xiaoman to be with others. He didn't like the smell of other people on her.
He gathered his thoughts and followed Ye Xiaoman's training, which was to tell each other that they loved each other before going to bed every night. He asked her to follow her routine, "Master's Wife, you haven't told me that you love me today."
Ye Xiaoman said perfunctorily: "Well, Jing Zhui, I like you."
Jing Zhui didn't say "I like you" this time.
He looked her in the eyes and said, "I love you."
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