Who said my wife is a monster?

Chapter 259 Gentle and charming, shadow under the moon

After being intimate for a while, Yang Shifei seemed to have bruises on his body again, and his brows were shaking in pain.

Ji Chang woke up from a dream, and quickly asked him to lie down on the bamboo bed, and continued to apply medicine with Jasmine.

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In silence, Ji Chang stroked the hair between her lips, her face feeling a little warm.

She originally just wanted to help heal her wounds, but somehow, she kissed him in a daze, and her heart felt like honey.
"Master Ji Palace is really brave."

Jasmine whispered from the side: "I almost thought you were going to be here."

Ji Chang was even more embarrassed: "I am the one who lost my head."

Jasmine's pretty face turned red, she poked Yang Shifei's waist and snorted:
"My husband is covered in injuries, and he doesn't even know how to endure it."

"What normal man can endure this scene?"

Yang Shifei: "."

Ji Chang smiled and touched his back: "It seems that this big fox like me will have to take better care of your little fox in the future?"

Qiu Buhuan's expression softened and he smiled: "This is nothing."

The two women looked a little embarrassed.

Jasmine rolled her beautiful eyes and smiled narrowly: "In my opinion, your husband is more like a vixen, and he has made several ladies dizzy. Even important people like Palace Master Ji came over happily to rub their shoulders and rub their backs. ”

After a long time, the sky cleared up in the afternoon.

Ji Chang: "."

Two figures were sitting on the benches in the courtyard, silently closing their eyes and doing their exercises, their aura rising like substance.

"Uh, aren't they male and female foxes?"

When she met the visitor's eyes, she couldn't help but smile: "Here he comes, why does he look like a thief?"

Yang Shifei inhaled painfully, and joked: "What's more, it's a vixen kissing me, and my soul is almost sucked away."

Yang Shifei stood up straight and sneered twice: "It looks like you are practicing, so I'm sorry to disturb you."

Ji Chang felt ashamed and patted his intact part twice: "How can it be such an exaggeration?"

"Young master is not accompanying Princess Ji?"

Qiu Buhuan's eyelashes trembled slightly and he suddenly opened his beautiful eyes.

"yes--"

Yang Shifei raised his eyebrows: "I asked why Ji Chang came in alone. Sure enough, it was you who intended to 'match up' her?"

The palace master's face turned red, and he gently squeezed his waist: "Enemies, no matter how big or small."

Luo Xian'er slowly exhaled the cold air and said slightly curiously: "You are not in the bathroom."

Seeing their reactions like this, Yang Shifei sighed inwardly, leaned over and held their delicate hands: "I'm tired."

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is really the case.

"Young master, don't take it to heart." Luo Xian'er whispered: "There was a slight misunderstanding before."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Shifei kissed each of their foreheads: "It's really a blessing to have you here."

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Luo Xian'er pursed her lips to stop speaking, her face flushed with shyness, and her heart was pounding.

Qiu Buhuan even said softly and angrily: "Are you teasing us again in different ways?"

"It's just that when I think of my wife being so virtuous, I can't help but be moved."

Seeing that he wanted to kiss him again, Luo Xianer stood up in panic and ran away, blushing and saying: "Young master, if Palace Master Ji sees it?"

"She dragged Jasmine around the holy fire altar and won't be back for a while."

Yang Shifei was a little dumbfounded: "Why do you three have the same temperament and give in to others? Do you really want to pamper me?"

"Isn't it bad?"

"It's good, but I'm afraid you will be wronged."

Qiu Buhuan smiled: "Fool, why are we unhappy? We are just worried that you will suffer."

She showed a playful smile again and said narrowly: "At first glance, that woman has a strong temperament. She is dripping with charm from head to toe. My brother, please take it easy in the future~"

Yang Shifei's expression was subtle when he heard this: "When will Sister Qiu say dirty things again?" "Ahem!"

Qiu Buhuan immediately blushed: "I'm not a child. If I listen to the elders and mothers-in-law in Tanei talking about it a few times, of course I can remember it."

At the end of the sentence, the young woman looked away in embarrassment. She was really embarrassed to say that she had actually learned a few tricks from the book. The art of dual cultivation.

"Okay, just listen to Madam."

Yang Shifei smiled again, clapped his legs and stood up: "I will continue to practice martial arts and strive to enter the realm of heaven and human as soon as possible. I no longer have to worry about being eaten and wiped clean."

As soon as these words came out, Luo Xianer frowned: "You have just applied the medicine on your body, so don't show off."

"You don't want to rush into practice, so let's take a rest today."

"I am fine."

Yang Shifei smiled and rolled up his sleeves: "Now that the body is filled with coldness, the injuries are recovering quickly, and these flesh injuries are no problem."

Seeing that the bruises on his arms were indeed gone, Qiu Buhuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Xian'er was silent for a moment and said softly: "Just practice some health-preserving skills. Don't be too tired."

"Don't worry, I'm not here to torture myself. You have to use your own discretion."

Yang Shifei walked back to the courtyard with a smile. Just as he was about to move his body a few times, another soft call came from behind.

"Son."

"what happened?"

Yang Shifei turned around and saw Luo Xian'er taking a few steps forward and leaning gently into his arms.

He looked stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to stroke his hair: "Still feel uncomfortable?"

"no."

Luo Xian'er buried her face in her arms and hummed shyly: "I just want to hug the young master."

Yang Shifei laughed dumbly and hugged her gently: "It doesn't matter how long you want to hold her."

"Um"

Luo Xian'er showed a satisfied smile, and the jealousy in her heart had long since disappeared.

Qiu Buhuan leaned against the railing, holding his chin up and watching the scene of the two embracing each other, with a slight sense of relief in his eyes.

After all, it belongs to young people. Huh?
Luo Xianer let go of the hug and looked at her with Yang Shifei, which made her stunned.

Immediately, Qiu Buhuan blushed as if he understood something, stood up and said softly:
"He also said he wanted to practice martial arts, but he was just thinking about how to take advantage of us."

Even so, she flew into her arms impatiently, but the force was a little too strong, causing the three of them to roll into a ball in the courtyard.

Yang Shifei: "."

Luo Xian'er: "."

The warm and sweet atmosphere was completely gone.

"Mrs. Qiu, you are too impatient."

"Oh, it's obvious that you didn't catch me."

Sandalwood happened to be passing by with a change of clothes in her arms. She looked at the three people in the courtyard who were looking at the gray-faced people "giggling" and felt a little confused.

What are you playing with? Strange mood?
As the night gets darker, the cold wind howls, and the courtyard becomes even more deserted.

Ji Chang had something important to do since dinner and left temporarily. After Luo Xian'er and others finished washing and changing clothes, they went back to their houses to go to bed.

"call--"

Under the moonlight, Yang Shifei was practicing boxing and wielding a knife alone as always.

He is like a tireless precision machine, almost non-stop, thinking and studying various fist and palm techniques at the same time, integrating them into himself.

Yang Shifei knew in his heart that if his martial arts cultivation did not advance, he would retreat. Being in a gentle land, one cannot afford to slack off at all.

rustling.

At this moment, the trees in the courtyard were swaying, and a hint of gray fog seemed to be gradually filling the air.

Yang Shifei paused in pumping his fist and quickly looked back, and suddenly saw a slender figure in the pavilion. ".Girl?"

Yue Rui stood silently and pretty in the pavilion, holding up her glazed fairy skirt, and her exposed white shoulders seemed to be dyed with moonlight.

(End of this chapter)