Who said my wife is a monster?

Chapter 410: Fairy Love, Tender Fingers Tightly Holding

Sitting in the carriage again, the Fairy Mother still looked somewhat solemn.

She glanced at the sacrificial temple that was gradually receding and murmured, "Yes or no, that woman just now..."

"Not the 'Xingru Patriarch' we know."

Yang Shifei stroked the jade pendant in his hand: "However, there must be a deep connection between the two."

The Fairy Mother thought for a moment and said, "I can vaguely feel that she is very likely to have a close relationship with the Great Demon of the Jin Kingdom."

"Big Devil."

Yang Shifei had a strange look on his face: "Could it be similar to the situation between Aunt Shuang and Tian Huaxian?"

The Fairy Mother shook her head: "Not the same."

Yang Shifei couldn't figure it out for the time being, so he simply put the jade pendant back into his arms: "Forget it, let's ask her when we return to the Holy Land. I think she will tell us the truth."

After all, this trip was proposed by Xingru, who must have deliberately let him meet the 'Goddess' who had a completely different personality.

As for the deeper meaning of this action, you will know it by asking in person. There is no need to ponder over it.

Yang Shifei suddenly tightened the reins and let the carriage slowly stop beside him.

The fairy mother blinked her beautiful eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

“I just happened to see a few shops.”

Yang Shifei took her little hand and smiled gently: "Let's go in and take a look. I'll buy you some small gifts."

The fairy mother was hugged by the slender waist and got out of the car. She whispered, "Do you mind the blood and flesh here?"

"I felt bad at first, but when I thought about it, the people of Jin were living and working in peace and contentment, so why should I be sentimental?"

Yang Shifei said with a smile: "Compared to such a small matter, pleasing you is the most important thing."

Looking at his carefree smile, the fairy mother felt a little warm in her heart and unconsciously smiled.

"Yes and no, so cute."

"what?"

"I like it very much." The fairy mother smiled and said, "Isn't this good?"

Yang Shifei laughed helplessly: "I think it would be better to use another way of describing it"

Thanks to Xingru's funding, the two bought a lot of things in the city. Only when dusk fell did they drive out of the town contentedly.

In the setting sun, the lonely shadow grows longer, and occasionally a few laughs echo along the mountain road.

"—try this."

Yang Shifei held a wooden bowl in his hand and picked up a meatball with a bamboo skewer.

The fairy mother lifted her hair slightly, opened her mouth and gently bit it, chewing it carefully with puffed cheeks: "It's delicious."

"The food style of the Jin Kingdom is indeed completely different from that of Yanliang."

Yang Shifei ate one himself and said vaguely, "There are many spices I haven't tried. I'll learn them when I have time so that I can cook a good meal for everyone at home."

The Fairy Mother's eyes moved slightly, she stood up and went back to the carriage, only to hear a rustling sound.

Soon after, she returned to the seat, holding up the hem of her tulle skirt.

She was now dressed like a little exotic princess, wearing a silk dress with wide sleeves, a brocade corset and a gently swaying fluffy long skirt, making her look very cute and delicate.

Yang Shifei looked sideways and gave a thumbs up, "This outfit is really nice."

"As long as you like it."

The fairy mother smiled and sat beside him, pulling up her skirt. "When we were buying clothes, the shopkeeper had a very interesting expression when she heard that we were a couple."

Yang Shifei smiled and said, "You are so cute. I heard her say "fairy fairy" several times. I guess you are the beautiful girl in the local legend."

"wrong."

The fairy mother played with her hair and said teasingly, "I secretly told the shopkeeper that I am your mother, so I wanted to pick out an extra piece of clothing for you."

Yang Shifei: "."

The next moment, he put down the wooden bowl and quickly pinched the Fairy Mother's soft face: "You girl, you still have a wicked heart and just want to be my mother!" "Mother-in-law. Mother. Is also a mother."

The fairy mother smiled vaguely and patted his chest with her little hand: "This outfit is also very beautiful and handsome."

Yang Shifei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I won't listen to good words now, I have to teach you a lesson, okay?"

He suddenly felt a chill in his chest. He looked down and found a string of small jade pieces hanging on his chest.

"This is."

If you look closely, you can see delicate patterns carved into the jade.

"I bought it secretly." The Fairy Mother sat closer and pulled out an identical jade necklace from her lapel.

She put the two jade pieces close together, locking them together like an exquisite jade lock: "The stall owner said that this is one of the specialties of the Jin Kingdom. As long as lovers wear this together, they will be together forever."

She raised her eyes, and her pretty face, which used to be indifferent, was now filled with a gentle smile.

"When you are out and about, you can't always ask your 'husband' to buy things to please him. The wife should also express her feelings and buy some thoughtful little gifts."

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“Am I learning this wrong?”

The Fairy Mother tilted her head, but before she could finish her words, Yang Shifei gently held her in his arms.

Feeling the broad and warm embrace, her eyes widened slightly, and soon turned into a pool of spring water, rippling.

"You've learned very well." Yang Shifei stroked the beauty's hair and sighed, "You're so good that I can't bear to tease you."

The Fairy Mother chuckled: "How can I be so fragile?"

Yang Shifei loosened the hug slightly, stroked her hair with his fingertips, and bent down to kiss her slender lips.

The Fairy Mother's delicate body stiffened slightly, a faint blush quickly appeared on her cheeks, revealing a bit of shyness.

Just a light kiss, and my heart feels so warm and soft.
Yang Shifei flicked his fingers like a magic trick and pinned a small white flower on his chest. He smiled gently and said, "There is no time to prepare more gifts in return. I can only make do with it for now--"

"I love so much."

The Fairy Mother clasped her hands together in front of her chest and smiled softly, "It's so good to be right and wrong."

Yang Shifei's heart trembled slightly, he sighed secretly, and lowered his head to kiss him again.

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The two did not take the next step aggressively, but just enjoyed the warmth and tenderness of the moment, gently savoring each other's breath and temperature.

The dim afterglow cast a tinge of golden light on the two of them. The petite beauty in his arms had bright eyes, moving and touching, and was so beautiful and holy.

It was not until a long time later that Yang Shifei felt a slight tremor coming from behind him and turned his head to look.

Noticing that the Demon Sword and Shuili were both trembling restlessly, he smiled and pinned two small flowers on the hilt of the sword: "I haven't forgotten your share."

Listening to the gentle sounds of joy, the Fairy Mother stroked her chest to take a deep breath, and said softly and teasingly: "You philandering little rascal. You just kissed me, and you're already flirting with your two young ladies."

"Cough cough."

"Don't be so stingy."

The fairy mother changed the subject, stretched out her finger and gently poked her chest, and said with a smile: "Why did you only turn into a little flower? Kiss them too."

After the teasing, he turned back and searched in the bag: "When we return to the Holy Land later, don't forget to prepare some gifts for the little girls. I'll help you--"

Listening to the Fairy Mother's gentle admonition, Yang Shifei was speechless for a moment, then quickly smiled and hugged her again.

"We still have a long way to go back, let me kiss you enough first."

"Wait, those girls."

"Don't worry, I've got one for each of them."

"You moved so fast, I didn't even notice when you hummed, hummed, slurped~"

As night fell, under the stars and the moon, the two held hands and hugged each other tightly, their passionate whispers disappearing in the evening breeze.

(End of this chapter)