Jiang Wuyou retorted angrily, "Of course I'm serious. Would I lie to you?"
“But when we collected interest before, my sister wasn’t angry at all.”
Jiang Wuyou blushed and said, "That's different. The 'interest' was agreed upon, but this was something we said was unacceptable beforehand."
Jiang Wuyou sat on the edge of the bed, and He Yunxiao squatted down to look at her.
"Sister, can I ask for interest again?"
"no."
He Yunxiao leaned forward, not to take advantage of her, but to tickle Jiang Sister Jiang's ticklish spot, just like Jiang Wuyou had taught Jiang Chenyue a lesson.
He Yunxiao witnessed for the first time what it truly meant to be "rain pattering on banana leaves" and "flowers trembling in disarray."
Jiang Wuyou, having been tricked by He Yunxiao to no avail, had no choice but to try the same trick again, stepping on his chest with her toe to push him.
Jiang Wuyou was a dancer, so she had great flexibility and strength. With a powerful kick, she actually sent He Yunxiao flying, crashing to the ground and screaming while clutching his buttocks.
At first, Jiang Wuyou was laughing at He Yunxiao, but after half a breath, she immediately realized that something was wrong.
She didn't even bother to put on her shoes, her fair little feet stepping directly onto the cold, slightly chilly wooden floor.
Jiang Wuyou was completely focused on He Yunxiao, and didn't even notice whether his feet were cold or not. She took two steps to He Yunxiao's side, knelt down, and helped him lean against her.
He Yunxiao had been trained by the Soul-Devouring Pill, so ordinary pain was no match for him. Although it hurt, he could endure it.
But now he's shouting even more enthusiastically.
Leaning against his carefree wife's soft, warm, and fragrant body, He Yunxiao felt more and more that the saying "the squeaky wheel gets the grease" was not just a joke.
It really exists.
It's the kind that uses a double entendre.
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