After the spiritual energy was restored: Goddess girlfriends came knocking.

The women pulled Lin Chu to the cake.

"Make a wish! Make a wish!"

Lin Chu clasped her hands together in prayer.

He opened his eyes a moment later and bent down to blow out the candle.

Little Xiao tiptoed closer and asked, "Brother Lin Chu, what did you wish for?"

"It won't work if you say it out loud."

Tell me!

"no."

"Just tell me! I promise I won't tell my sister!"

"no."

Little Xiao puffed out her cheeks.

The group shared the cake in a lively and cheerful manner.

"Delicious!" Xiao Xiao scooped up a big spoonful and stuffed it into her mouth, her cheeks puffed out and her eyes narrowed into crescents. "The fruit I piled up is just so delicious."

"That's because our baked dough was good." Ruoshui cut another piece and handed it to Caiwei. "Although your spirit pattern is crooked, the cream didn't collapse."

The group joked and played around until late at night. The lantern in the living room was still slowly rotating in mid-air, and most of the dishes on the table had been eaten.

Ruoshui suddenly stood up and pushed Lin Chu's back towards the bathroom: "Go take a shower quickly."

Lin Chu was bewildered by the push and looked around.

Cang Yao was tidying up the plates, while Cai Wei pretended to fold napkins, burying her face behind a juice glass, only revealing her bright eyes.

"...Why aren't you guys fighting over the bathroom today?"

"Isn't it better to let you go first?" Ruoshui pushed him into the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

Lin Chu stood under the shower, feeling increasingly uneasy.

After showering and changing clothes, I opened the door to the master bedroom.

There was no one inside.

The bed was made neatly, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows were the lights of countless homes in Shenzhen.

Lin Chu stood at the door for a moment, stunned.

At this time usually, everyone would already be in bed.

"Something's fishy."

Just as he was about to go out to look for someone, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Cang Yao stood at the door.

She wore a plain white silk nightgown, the fabric so thin it was like a layer of mist, outlining her exquisite waistline, the hem of which barely covered her upper legs.

Her long hair was loose over her shoulders, still damp from her recent shower, with a few stray strands clinging to her slender neck.

Her face was as red as if she had just come out of a steamer, her eyes were a little unfocused, and she was a little nervous and a little expectant.

Lin Chu's heart skipped a beat.

He seemed to have guessed something.

Cang Yao closed the door behind her and walked step by step to him.

Looking up at him, I gently stroked his brow bone with my fingers, sliding from the tip of his eyebrow to the corner of his eye, and then slowly moving from the corner of his eye to his chin.

Cang Yao has done this action countless times, each time as if to confirm that he is still here.

His voice trembled slightly.

"My husband, my gift has arrived."

Lin Chu looked at the glimmer in her eyes, and without hesitation, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Cang Yao gently closed her eyes, her fingers sliding from his cheek to the back of his neck, interlocking her fingers.

The kiss was long and intense.

Before she could react, Lin Chu had already picked her up and carried her to the bed.

Cang Yao rested her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, but her own heartbeat was faster than his.

She had been waiting for this day since Qinghe Village, for over 1,800 years.

Lin Chu looked down at the person in her arms, her mind churning with thoughts.

Suddenly, I remembered the first time I met Cang Yao.

That day, Mr. Chen asked him if he had caught any fish.

"They caught it, then released it."

"Release them?"

"Too small, let it rest a bit before feeding it."

Lin Chu smiled slightly.

"My wife," he said, his voice low, "when the time is right, I will give you a formal and grand wedding."

Cang Yao's eyes reddened slightly, and she nodded vigorously.

Lin Chu lowered her head and untied the ribbons of her nightgown.

The pure white silk slipped off her shoulders, revealing a patch of warm, fair skin.

Cang Yao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face flushed red, but she did not flinch.

She had waited too long for this day and didn't want to wait any longer.

……

Two hours later.

With a blush, Cang Yao pulled out the blood-stained bed sheet, carefully folded it, put it into her storage bag, and replaced it with a new one.

Then she quickly shrank under the covers, leaving only her eyes showing. It seemed that all the courage she had just shown was gone, and now her face was even redder than when she came in.

Lin Chu leaned against the headboard, looking at Cang Yao, who was wrapped up tightly beside her, and found it somewhat amusing.

"...Did I shout too loudly just now?"

"fine."

"You're lying." Cang Yao pulled the blanket up a few more times. "They heard everything."

Lin Chu smacked her lips.

Fortunately, he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to break through the defenses. The body of a physical cultivator was indeed quite difficult to withstand.

After lying down for a while, Cang Yao calmed down, crawled out of the blanket, and blinked.

"Husband, I'm going to take a bath."

Then she put on her nightgown and went out the door with light steps.

Lin Chu was wondering why she had to go to the outside bathroom to take a shower, but before she could even finish the thought, she realized that the bathroom was outside.

The door opened again.

Ruoshui rushed in like a red whirlwind, calling out, "Husband! I'm here!"

She closed the door and pounced on Lin Chu, wrapping her arms around his neck, her fox tail swaying rapidly behind him.

Lin Chu's eyes widened suddenly.

Before he could even speak, Ruoshui had already pressed him down onto the headboard.

Ruoshui was not so reserved; her kiss landed, passionate and direct, as if she wanted to release all the pent-up emotions of a thousand years of waiting.

Lin Chu's eyes gradually softened, responding to her longing and yearning over the years.

……

Two hours later.

Ruoshui also changed the bed sheets.

Nestled in Lin Chu's arms, the fox tail swayed comfortably under the covers.

The voice was even louder than Cang Yao's, but she didn't care.

He nuzzled Lin Chu's chest contentedly, then looked up, a sly glint in his fox-like eyes.

"My husband, do you know why I gave the first spot to Sister Cangyao?"

Lin Chu lowered his head, genuinely puzzled; this was unlike Ruoshui's personality.

Ruoshui squinted her eyes and licked her lips.

She leaned close to his ear, her voice extremely low, her breath brushing against his earlobe, carrying a hint of smugness and a touch of coquetry.

"Because for the rest of tonight, you belong to me."

After saying that, she turned over and sat up again, the thin straps of her slip dress slipping off her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of fair skin.

Moonlight streamed in through the French windows, falling on the pair of fluffy fox ears and coating them with a soft, pale silver glow.