My enemies became my companions

Chapter 523 Dog Man (Two in One)

"The bigger one is better."

Without him actually saying anything, Yin Tingxue had already heard the answer. Her brows furrowed and she became unhappy.

But after a moment, she raised her eyebrows again and said softly, "Big ones are not so good either."

"What's wrong with that? Which man doesn't like big ones?"

Chen Yi asked back, and she raised her hand to push him away and stepped back.

In the thick night, Yin Tingxue was only wearing a single layer of clothes and wrapped in thick bedding. Judging from her outline, she really looked like a piece of jade that should not be looked at or touched. Chen Yi knew that the girl was fragile. Although she was beautiful, she could not stand excessive bullying. Every time, she begged for mercy before he even tried his best.

It would have been fine in the past, as Chen Yi loved to bully her the most. He didn't need to care about her begging for mercy. After all, she was just a concubine, so it didn't matter if she enjoyed herself more. But after they got married, he doted on her even more, and it was easy for her to let down his guard with just a few words. Chen Yi regretted being too soft-hearted, but then, thinking that she might hear it, he stopped immediately.

Chen Yi pulled Yin Tingxue, who was pushing him away, into his arms and pecked her face greedily, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Why did you suddenly ask... Yin Tingxue took a breath, not knowing how to start. She said softly, "Just asking, just asking. Don't you always say that I'm...poor?"

"You're worried about this?" Chen Yi smiled and buried his head in the crook of her neck. The subtle fragrance flowed into his nose. "You are narrow-minded and petty."

Yin Tingxue was unhappy and felt uncomfortable in her heart. She was usually well-behaved and followed his arrangements in everything. How could she be petty? Even if she felt jealous, she would not scold him or complain about him. But he just couldn't listen to her indirect advice. He was petty, he was the smallest and most mean... Yin Tingxue lay in his arms, angry for a while but suddenly thought, no, it's not good to scold him so much in her heart, he was also very good to her sometimes, sending her flowers and Buddha statues, and his wallet was bulging... He was a good person after all.

The little fox's thoughts turned around and around, from this to that, and finally she tolerated Chen Yi's badness. After thinking for a moment, she said: "I am not petty, I just asked you, you like me, that's good."

She usually didn't emphasize Chen Yi's love for her, but Chen Yi narrowed his eyes, relaxed a little and said, "That's very meaningful, little fox."

"No, we're just chatting." Yin Tingxue paused for a moment, then quickly changed the subject and said, "I'm your... girlfriend, so I just want to think about what my boyfriend likes and tell you some private things."

Her voice was so soft and weak that it was pleasing to the ears. Chen Yi also felt weak and said subconsciously, "Hmm."

"Whether you like it or not has nothing to do with... whether the breasts are big or not. You don't necessarily like big breasts. It's often the other way around. Speaking of which... you said you like Sister Weiying's body the most." Yin Tingxue put on a reasonable tone and gave an example: "Besides, Sister Weiying's breasts are not too big. They are just right."

Yin Weiying's figure and appearance were just right, Chen Yi knew that, after a brief recollection, he nodded and said, "That's right."

"Is that so... you don't like too big ones either." Yin Tingxue's eyes flashed with cunning, and then she said softly: "I know that men like big ones, but, but, don't you like me?"

This statement has been made very clear.

As she spoke, she moved a little closer, a silent bribe between the couple.

Chen Yi remained silent for a long time:
"I like…."

Just as she was expecting his answer, Yin Tingxue looked at him with warm eyes.

"I like you with small breasts and her with big breasts."

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the girl's face froze and tears welled up in her eyes. He looked straight at her without avoiding her at all, which showed that his words were sincere, unlike before. She actually hoped that his words would be more joking, but when she listened, she couldn't hear any other sound.

In the end, it was Yin Tingxue who gave in. She would never force herself on Chen Yi. She blinked her eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed the bitterness in her eyes into her stomach.

"I slept." She turned away.

"Why did you fall asleep? Can't I like them all?"

"..."

Chen Yi's words were very boring, so Yin Tingxue decided not to talk to him anymore.

The bedroom was quiet, without any sound. Only the sticky night remained on the fingertips. The girl's chest rose and fell slightly, and she had fallen into a deep sleep.

Until this time, Chen Yi silently stopped the secret gesture he had made, so that she could not hear his thoughts.

The girl's peaceful sleeping face, even her eyelashes were obedient, fell into his eyes. Chen Yi stared at her for a long time and suddenly sneered. This little fox now appears to be extremely obedient on the surface, but in fact she is quietly taking advantage of him, allowing her to secretly control him. Now he knows what it feels like to be sad.

As thoughts flashed through his mind, Chen Yi turned sideways, suppressed the desire to hug her, and fell asleep hugging the quilt.

"You kid."

Just as he was falling into a light sleep, he suddenly heard the voice of the old saint.

Chen Yi felt as if he was floating in a square shaped space. After so long, he had gotten used to it and was not startled by the feeling. Instead, he stretched out his body.

"It's just a little unpleasantness," he said cynically, "Looking at you, I'm afraid you've never seen a couple quarreling at the head of the bed and making up at the foot of the bed."

The old saint sneered twice and said, "It's just something irrelevant to you."

"Who knows if you have been shutting yourself in for too long and are jealous?" Chen Yi didn't hesitate and asked, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

The old saint would never worry about such a trivial matter as their relationship. Chen Yi knew this, and she slowly said, "I smelled something strange in the city."

"Strange smell?"

"Like the Ksitigarbha last time, that kind of... the stench of a monk creating a Buddha in the flesh."

Chen Yi's eyes were slightly cold... He was a flesh-and-blood Buddha. He had once drunk the flesh-and-blood relic soup that created the flesh-and-blood Buddha, so he was particularly sensitive.

To be honest, although he gained ten years of life by accident thanks to the Taoist priest he met in the underworld, the relic soup did not completely dissolve his body, it just prolonged his life.

"Kid, when you were at the entrance of the White Lotus Church, the smell was the strongest. After you came out, it became much lighter, and there was even a hint of the smell of a dead person."

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "You mean, someone is targeting me and this group of White Lotus Sect members behind the scenes? Is it someone from the Precious Lotus Temple? Or someone from the underworld?"

The old saint couldn't say who it was, but just said, "If my nose isn't offended."

Having said this, Chen Yi lowered his eyes and thought. It was difficult to figure out whether the Precious Lotus Temple was targeting this White Lotus Sect member or himself, but it was surprising to see traces of people from the Precious Lotus Temple in Wuchang Prefecture.

But just right.

If you can lure the snake out of its hole, kill it to avoid any further trouble.

"Thanks, old lady." Chen Yi said calmly.

Whether it was a respectful or derogatory title, the old saint didn't care at all. She tilted her head and seemed to be looking outside.
"You are such a lucky guy, little girl. How can you have such talent? Even if it is clairaudience, your progress is too fast."

"It's all thanks to my good guidance." Chen Yi laughed and was about to go over.

"You are just promoting it," the old saint lady was still unsatisfied and stared with lowered eyes.

The next sentence, Chen Yi's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"The most precious thing is that you have a heart of a bodhisattva, which makes you suitable to join my holy religion."

After the words fell, there was no response. "The Demon Cult is the Demon Cult," the man said in a cold voice after a long while, "Old man, restrain yourself. If the Holy Cult you mentioned ever lays its hands on her again... I will kill you all except Zhu I."

The old saintly lady closed her eyes and remained silent for a long time before she said, "There is no need to be so hostile. I am just amazed."

Chen Yi turned around and said with a playful smile: "Just joking, if you are joking, I am just joking too."

The old saint laughed and continued, "You two are really in love. She is so close to you, but you have the heart to treat her coldly."

"It's just a fuss. It also lets her know who is the boss in this family."

"Haha, you are a strong person, but I bet that you won't be able to keep fighting with her for long. It may seem like she will give in to you, but in reality, you will have to bow down to her again. I see through you. You are soft-hearted and don't take being tough."

Chen Yi rolled his eyes and ignored him. He hugged his head and fell into a deep sleep.

…………

It was a chilly spring day and a cold wind blew in the early morning, causing the little fox to sneeze. After she washed up, she thought carefully, and while Chen Yi was still asleep, she silently ordered some tea, folded his clothes at the end of the bed, and tidied up his messy hair... Only after doing all these silent and meticulous work did Yin Tingxue finally relax.

Suddenly it started snowing. Yin Tingxue sat by the window and read a book in the light. Occasionally snowflakes fell on the book. She looked out the window. The sky was lowered by the snow. The green tiles of the buildings in the distance turned white. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians. This corner of Wuchang City was quiet and peaceful at this moment. The snow was light and vague. Occasionally, snowflakes slipped into the window cracks, leaving shallow marks on the yellowed pages of the book, as if they had circled the four words "help each other in times of difficulty" for her.

The snow fell on the book. Yin Tingxue reached out to wipe it away. It melted on her fingertips. The words on the paper became darker. She happened to see the scene where the deer girl was holding an umbrella and looking at the snow marquis.

Suddenly, I heard a rustling sound behind me. It turned out that Chen Yi woke up and was about to touch the clothes at the end of the bed.

Yin Tingxue was still staring at the pages of the book, but his fingertips were quietly curled into his palms. He should see the folded clothes and be able to drink hot tea when he got up.

The water stains on the book paper are heart-wrenching.

Chen Yi stood up quietly. After washing, he changed his clothes and drank hot tea, as if it was a matter of course. Jing Cheng had long been accustomed to Yin Tingxue's service, and now she didn't show any expression. The girl frowned in disappointment, but didn't say it out loud.

The old saint saw this and felt even more that this bastard was a good-for-nothing.

Miss Donggong got up early in the morning and stretched herself lazily in the sunlight under the snow. She looked very beautiful. When she saw Chen Yi coming out, she asked to practice sword with him.

Of course Chen Yi would not refuse. He joined hands with her to practice sword fighting. The swords flashed and shadows intertwined. The sword energy was like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and the sky was full of snowflakes that were swept up and fluttered.

Although it was Miss Donggong who lost every time, she was a naturally happy person. She would pat her butt and stand up, and fight with Chen Yi with swords tirelessly. Her martial arts were honed and improved. There were several times when Chen Yi won by a hair's breadth, and it was very dangerous. In the end, even he was impressed that this Miss Donggong... was really a great talent in swordsmanship.

I think in terms of talent alone, Donggong Ruoshu is not worse than Min Ning, he is just a simple person, so the opportunity did not come.

In the yard, Donggong Ruoshu and Chen Yi were practicing sword in full swing and talking happily with each other. The silly girl's energy was very contagious. She was sweating profusely after practicing sword. Every drop of sweat rolled over her red skin and fell into the places where her body was like mountains and hills, making her incomparable and agile beauty bloom. Even the smell of sweat was brewing the body fragrance of youth.

Yin Tingxue looked at it for a while, and felt more and more bitter.

Time passed quickly, and two days passed. Chen Yi flipped through the invitation and it was time for the banquet.

"Are you going out?"

After changing his clothes, Chen Yi turned around and saw the little fox wrapped in a cotton jacket slowly walking towards him.

"Well, I'm going out. You stay here and don't be afraid." As he said that, Chen Yi touched her head, leaving a trace of sword intent silently.

Now that Yin Tingxue has learned swordsmanship, Chen Yi no longer has to worry about her getting into danger like before. Restrictions have been set up in the courtyard in front of him, and with this wisp of sword intent in his body, although it is not enough to make people rest assured, it can also eliminate many worries for Chen Yi.

"I'll be back soon, don't stay up late." Chen Yi said as he tidied his clothes.

Yin Tingxue nodded. When her husband was about to leave home, his wife would naturally ask about him. It was a routine matter. After asking, she should turn around and leave. However, the girl did not leave and just stood there motionless.

She twisted the corner of her clothes with both hands, and when Chen Yi turned around, she said:

"Bend down, please."

"What's wrong?" Chen Yi didn't understand, but he still bent down.

Porphyrin.

Yin Tingxue leaned over and pecked her cheek.

Chen Yi was slightly stunned, and couldn't help smiling. He turned around and pecked back. The girl's cheeks flushed visibly, and she whispered, "Let's go."

"Ah."

Chen Yi stepped out of the door and turned around to see Yin Tingxue watching him go away. When Dong Gong Ruoshu walked towards him wearing a tiger mask, Yin Tingxue stared at him even more closely.

This little fox
Chen Yi shook his head secretly.

She was not like this on weekdays, but since the appearance of Miss Donggong, she could no longer control herself, and she became more and more proactive.

Chen Yi curled his lips and sneered. Thinking this way, he still had to put some pressure on her so that she would take the initiative to show her goodwill. But before he knew it, he inexplicably felt a little guilty.

Along the way

“Chen no, Master Qin.”

Donggong Ruoshu suddenly spoke in his ear, and Chen Yi turned his head to look.

The stupid girl pointed to the fortune-telling stall on the roadside and said, "Should we have a marriage prediction?"

Since ancient times, calculating marriage has always been a major event between men and women. For ordinary men and women to get married, it is not enough to just have someone matchmaker. They have to have a careful marriage calculation. Otherwise, after the marriage, they will find out that their horoscopes are in conflict, the couple is not harmonious, and the family is ruined. What should they do?
Chen Yi lowered his eyes. He didn't have much in mind for this stupid girl at the moment, nor did he plan to do anything unnecessary. He smiled and said, "Forget it, Miss Donggong. It doesn't matter if you don't calculate it. It would be bad if you figured out something."

Miss Donggong nodded slightly. She and Chen Yi had already been married, so it was too late to calculate their marriage fate. The so-called calculation of marriage fate was actually just a way to improve their feelings for each other.

But after all, I have already seduced Chen Yi hard, so it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t count.

The two figures walked away towards Mingyue Pavilion.

The streets were bustling with people and traffic. At the fortune-telling stall that the two had just passed, a yellow flag suddenly rustled.

The talisman flag fluttered in the wind, and the Taoist priest wearing the Hunyuan scarf raised his hand to hold it down.

He looked at the back that had long gone away, and the bronze compass hanging on his waist turned three times by itself, and finally the Kun position pointed directly at the person heading west.

"The living walk in the Yin, the Yang fire wraps the evil"

He crushed the dying incense stems between his fingers,

"Finally found the living underworld official that the King of Hell wanted to summon"

(End of this chapter)