Chapter 61 Wife? Recognition Reveals Identity + I Have a Wife, You Don't
Seeing that he was about to lean in for another kiss, Xianyue covered her mouth with one hand and pinched his cheek with the other, saying in a muffled voice, "I promise you, I promise you everything."
Sikong Zhaixing finally laughed out loud, her goldfish-like gills twitching slightly despite her chafed and chapped lips. "How can it be so good?"
With her long eyelashes fluttering, Qing Lingling glanced at him, then turned and said haughtily, "Of course."
"Then show me that pretty boy," Sikong Zhaixing said, seizing the opportunity and uttering the words he had already rehearsed countless times.
Xianyue ignored him and strode forward, her skirt fluttering as if carried by an invisible wind.
He had no choice but to shamelessly chase after her, pleading, "Good moon, just let me see it once. I swear I won't do anything, I swear in the name of the King of Thieves..."
Before she could finish speaking, Xianyue suddenly turned around and decisively refused, "No way! What's there to see?"
Seeing that he was still relentlessly trying to get close, Xianyue clutched her Qiankun bag tightly and ran away.
We absolutely cannot let him see what a match made in heaven looks like; he'll definitely feel inferior!
The young lady, who was trying to be understanding for the first time, secretly thought to herself that she had really taken good care of Sikong Zhaixing.
Moreover, if this jealous person were to see the future reflected in the Three Lives Water Mirror...
Your lips will get kissed raw!
She was suddenly startled, and her pace quickened until she was just a tiny black dot in the blink of an eye.
Sikong Zhaixing stood there with her hands on her hips, kicking a tree trunk hard. "You pretty boy, you're a persistent ghost. Just you wait..."
He hatched a plan in his mind, determined to show her the skills of the king of thieves.
Once he saw what the little beast looked like, and found him, he immediately...
That night, in a private room at the inn.
Sikong Zhaixing shamelessly clung to the brocade quilt, lying horizontally on the bed pretending to be dead.
Xianyue grabbed the corner of the blanket and shooed him away, saying, "Get off my bed right now."
"No, no, my back hurts so much, I can't move." Sikong Zhaixing simply clamped the thin blanket between his legs, and with a strong pull, he hugged her and the blanket together.
Xianyue struggled to get up, gritting her teeth and saying, "I don't believe you for a second."
Sikong Zhaixing buried his head in her neck and chuckled softly.
The warm, moist breath fell on her earlobe, and before the slight tremor had subsided, he tensed his waist and suddenly exerted force.
As the embroidered quilt fluttered, their positions were reversed.
His chin rested on her collarbone, and Sikong Zhaixing held her tightly in his arms, his lips slightly downturned as he said, "Fine, you won't show me any pretty boys, but give me back that stone."
As he spoke, the heat became even thicker and more moist.
A moist red tinge appeared on the small patch of flesh. Xianyue, her chin twitching, said in a trembling voice, "What stone? Get up first."
She said this, but her long eyelashes fluttered wildly, while her hands and feet remained motionless like a limp crab.
Sikong Zhaixing lay peacefully on the soft snowdrift, drawing out his voice as he reminded her, "Turtle."
Even if his heart is set on the mountains and rivers, this drunkard still wants to drink the wine.
There's no way around it; thieves always want more, want more, and want more.
Among them, the most insatiable was Sikong Zhaixing.
Suddenly remembering how anxious he had been to provoke her back then, Xian Yue calmly asked, "Why should I give it to you?"
She had hoped he would beg her properly, but instead he just nodded, took a deep breath, and said seriously, "You won't give me this, you won't give me that. I'm just a sacrificial offering in your preordained marriage, aren't I?"
As he spoke, his eyes drooped listlessly at the corners, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
With a lisp, she cupped his face and retorted, "Of course not!"
Sikong Zhaixing immediately took advantage of her kindness, shaking her hand like a child, "Then you have to pay me back. Pay me back! And give me two more kisses."
He shouldn't have become a thief; he should have become a robber.
Before he could say more than a few words, seeing that Xianyue was already rummaging through her Qiankun bag in a huff, he quickly seized the opportunity to pounce on her and kiss her.
Like a clingy young animal, it licked and kissed, its hands following the wrists to find the slender knuckles.
Fasten, lock, and pull it around the waist and abdomen.
Sikong Zhaixing, with a wicked heart, said, "Don't let go."
She mumbled as if she wanted to speak, her lips parting slightly, like a tender branch sprouting from a peach tree, with plump buds inside, yet tinged with a fresh pink hue.
He eagerly followed, using his lips and tongue to entwine, pressing his broken murmurs between his crisp white teeth.
I don't know how long they lingered together.
Xianyue, breathless from his kisses, turned her head and gasped, "I'm going to be kissed to death by you."
But as soon as she turned her head to the side, he had already turned her back with one hand, his fingers running down her cheek to the back of her head, biting and nibbling as if he wanted to peel off all her skin.
Xianyue finally realized that Sikong Zhaixing was one of the few people who would give a slap in return for a sweet treat.
The hand that was clinging to his back swiftly slid down and twisted hard around his waist, as he mumbled, "My mouth hurts so much!"
Sikong Zhaixing huddled up against her, ignoring everything, and said, "I can go buy medicine."
Xianyue's ears turned bright red instantly, and she punched him in the waist, "Are you trying to get yourself killed! Who would buy this kind of medicine?"
He looked up, raised an eyebrow, and said mischievously, "Aren't you the Fairy of the Nine Heavens?"
With her almond-shaped eyes wide open, she angrily retorted, "You shameless scoundrel!"
He smiled brightly and said nonchalantly, "I'm only shameless towards you."
After saying that, he scrambled to his feet and leaped into the air toward the ground.
His wrinkled clothes fluttered down as he said seriously, "Alright, little fairy, go to bed early. I'll come to serve you again tomorrow morning."
Xianyue wrapped herself tightly in the thin blanket, waved at him, and urged, "Get out of here, get out of here!"
"Alright!" His eyes gleamed, and he leaped to the door.
This eagerness is just like someone trying to slip away unnoticed.
A sudden inspiration struck him, and he remembered the inscribed stone that had been left unresolved.
She suddenly looked down and, sure enough, her waist was empty.
Si Kong Zhai Xing!
She gritted her teeth and jumped off the bed, muttering a prayer. A flash of golden light appeared on the arm bracelet hanging on her arm, and she was already behind him.
"You damn thief! How dare you steal from me again!" Xianyue jumped onto his back in anger and started hitting his head repeatedly.
One after another, raw chestnuts covered in thorns fell on his head. Sikong Zhaixing bent over and begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong."
Xianyue slammed her head against him again, angrily shouting, "Where's my Qiankun bag! Give it to me!"
As he spoke, he began to grope Sikong Zhaixing's collar and sleeves. Of course, Sikong Zhaixing tried to dodge, but he really couldn't resist looking at this damn pretty boy.
Even if he gets beaten to death by Xianyue today, he'll have to watch it before he dies!
As long as he wanted to dodge, even without fighting back, he was so agile that Xianyue couldn't catch him at all.
"You bastard, are you going to give it to me or not!" she scolded playfully, grabbing his ear and lifting it upwards.
That force was absolutely unrestrained.
But before he could even suffer the consequences, he heard a "pop" sound!
That ear was literally ripped off by her!
It's gone!
The world fell silent again in an instant, so silent that the sound of the Qiankun Bag hitting the ground was like a thunderclap.
Countless magical artifacts and miscellaneous items fell out of the bag, but Xianyue was only staring blankly at the half-eaten ear stuck to her finger.
She took a deep breath and thought to herself in disbelief.
Ears, skin! She peeled the skin off Sikong Zhaixing!
While she was distracted, Sikong Zhaixing quickly squatted down to pick up the equipment.
A moment later, a black stone finally fell to the ground with the torrent.
A light screen immediately appeared in mid-air.
The eaves and corners of the houses in the picture are all adorned with brocade and red silk, and the candlelight flickers in a sea of rouge.
A drop of melted hot wax dripped down along the dragon and phoenix patterns. Amidst the fluttering crimson gauze in the hall, Xianyue, dressed in a wedding gown, smiled with her eyes crinkling, a smile that concealed an overflowing cunning and sweetness.
A pair of fair and delicate hands touched her phoenix crown, the tassels hanging down on the back of her hands, intertwining with the blue veins.
Suddenly, a face was reflected in Sikong Zhaixing's eyes.
With well-defined bone structure, clear eyebrows and bright eyes, he was handsome and dashing.
He gazed at her and smiled, his eyebrows slightly raised, his untamed starry eyes sparkling with countless points of light.
In just a moment, the brief image vanished, and the light screen disappeared.
Sikong Zhaixing's mind went blank, and he turned his head blankly to look for Xianyue's eyes.
Two pairs of blank eyes stared at each other in mid-air.
A moment later, the two blurted out at the same time.
"Are you the Painted Skin Demon?"
"Wife!"
Two sentences shocked two people.
It was only at this moment that Sikong Zhaixing finally realized that she had never taken off her disguise!
And that's why I now realize that the legendary 'destined match' was actually me.
It was destined.
He said that marriage is all preordained by heaven, and how can man defy heaven!
The person who marries you and gets married is yourself.
This thought made it seem as if countless sparks exploded before his eyes. In a world full of dazzling light, he dizzily tore off the human skin mask from his face.
His handsome face, never before revealed to anyone, stared blankly at Xianyue. "Wife, it's me..."
Before he could finish speaking, his nervous and anxious words were met with a slap across the face.
"Son of a bitch!"
A five-finger mark immediately swelled up on his handsome, clean-shaven face.
Despite the burning pain, he grimaced as he touched her hand, saying, "Wife, don't hurt yourself."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Xianyue grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, yelling, "I'll teach you to lie to me! I'll teach you to play me for a fool!"
"Henyue, let me explain!"
A pillow slammed into his mouth, sending fur flying. The dog, with a final, definitive statement, declared, "I knew it! What good stuff could a thief possibly have!"
When she left home at the age of fourteen, everything was stolen from her. She vowed to eradicate all thieves in the world, but unexpectedly, a few years later, she married the world's number one thief.
Really...
She used even more force, and the table and chairs crashed and fell over with a loud bang, while the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking drifted far out the window.
Clearly, it was another sleepless night.
......
A few days later, at the mutton stall on the village road.
Two large bowls of milky white mutton soup were served. The fresh lamb bones had been simmered until they produced milky marrow, and a small amount of emerald green liquid floated on the oil. The fresh, fragrant, and salty aroma wafted to the nose.
Xianyue took a small sip and was so hot that she stuck out her tongue, but the mutton soup was so delicious it made her eyebrows fall off!
Sikong Zhaixing pinched her puffed-up cheeks, dipped the torn naan bread into it, and said, shaking his head, "You have to eat mutton soup with bread in it."
The loose and chewy naan bread soaked up the savory mutton soup, becoming crispy, fragrant, and tender—a perfect match.
Xianyue took a bite and suddenly asked curiously, "Who is that person you mentioned who also likes to drink this mutton soup?"
She must be someone who loves to eat and knows how to eat well.
Sikong Zhaixing choked up, suddenly thinking of Lu Xiaofeng, who was not only handsome and charming, but also very glib-tongued.
Even he had to admit that Lu Xiaofeng was a man who was extremely popular with women.
Even if he does nothing, he has the ability to make women fall in love with him.
So he blinked and quickly belittled him, saying, "He's just a four-browed lecherous old scoundrel."
"You actually have friends like this? Looks like you're no better than him." Xianyue glared at him and said indifferently.
?
Just as Sikong Zhaixing was about to retort, she saw her raise her swollen and ulcerated lips.
He turned his face away awkwardly, his gaze drifting aimlessly into the desolate woods.
However, his pupils gradually contracted, because a bright red cloak appeared deep in the forest!
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear!
As the man approached, his handsome face indeed sported two neatly trimmed, beautifully styled mustaches.
It was Lu Xiaofeng!
He suddenly stepped in front of Xianyue, thinking to himself that such a coincidence could really happen in the world.
Before Lu Xiaofeng even entered the mutton stall, he saw two exceptionally good-looking young men and women sitting there. One had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, while the other was dressed in delicate, jade-like makeup.
The two were described as very close, inseparable.
Therefore, no matter how pretty or sweet the girl was, he never gave her a second glance.
Strangely enough, as soon as he appeared, the two of them stared at him as if they had seen something rare and unusual.
He stroked his mustache, cleared his throat, and asked, "You recognize me?"
Xianyue looked at the translucent white leaf on the back of his neck, and subconsciously shrank back guiltily, whispering in Sikong Zhaixing's ear, "Is this the little Lu girl?"
Lu Xiaofeng heard it, of course.
He stared wide-eyed at the handsome man. "Sikong Zhaixing? How did he become a pretty boy?"
No wonder he was surprised, because this clever monkey never got close to women.
But this one who is 'near' now, dressed in such a way that one could easily mistake her for a princess of noble birth.
Upon hearing this, Sikong Zhaixing choked.
The boomerang had finally hit him, but he didn't seem to care. Instead, he winked at Lu Xiaofeng and said arrogantly, "Lu Xiaofeng, you lost! You still have to dig up the 680 earthworms!"
Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback, and then, a beat late, remembered the bet.
He said calmly, "Where is the golden robe?"
Sikong Zhaixing puffed out his chest, gently raised his hand holding the moon, pulled out a small piece of gold thread from his sleeve, and laughed, "What do you think? I've already stolen the person."
Lu Xiaofeng could tell that this time the theft was different from the previous ones.
This sly monkey had written on his smug face: "I have a wife, you don't."
He was told to steal the golden robe, but instead he stole a marriage.
Lu Xiaofeng said with a wry smile, "I'm really destined to be afflicted by this earthworm calamity. Last time I was already like a toad looking for a wife, this time I'm afraid I'll turn into an earthworm myself."
Upon hearing this, Xianyue subtly reminded him, "I'm afraid this won't be the only ordeal."
Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback again, not expecting this pretty young girl to say such a thing. He asked curiously, "Why is that?"
Xianyue took a deep breath and said seriously, "I see that your forehead is dark; I'm afraid you're about to have a lot of bad luck."
Sikong Zhaixing subtly blocked her view and said with a smile, "Xianyue doesn't know, this person's forehead is naturally dark, and he brings bad luck wherever he goes. I think it's best if we stay away from him."
"You stinky monkey..."
The two quickly engaged in a heated exchange of words, neither giving an inch.
Xianyue shook her head, thinking to herself: Two idiots.
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