newbobooks Chapter 337 Saving Face
Chapter 337 Saving Face
Chapter 337 Saving Face
I got married in a daze, so did I actually get married or not?
Judging from his seemingly confused expression, Shen Yao guessed that he had taken the illusion as reality.
“Brother Jiang Ming, I am now absolutely certain that your contract is fake. And didn’t you notice that I didn’t sense your serious injuries?”
Jiang Ming felt sad; that memory was beautiful and very important to him.
He didn't know why he didn't feel the seal.
However, Shen Yao not only forgot their memories of being a couple, but also insisted that his memories were fake.
He brought up the old question again: "If the contract seal is fake, then where did the stone treasure come from?"
Shi Bao is already so old, and he is indeed related to Jiang Ming by blood. It would be cruel to tell Jiang Ming about Shi Bao's origins again.
Let them just think of each other as father and son.
Shen Yao got back to the main point: "Since you've been in a relationship before, then..."
She pursed her lips, avoiding the probing gaze from the person opposite her: "Besides kissing, is there nothing else you can do?"
Jiang Ming's face turned even redder, and his neck and ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
He stubbornly insisted on his pride, saying, "Yes, of course I can."
The atmosphere was incredibly awkward. Shen Yao shifted her gaze to his waist belt; after half an hour of foreplay, his waist belt was still fastened tightly…
"Then you know what to do..."
"I know." Jiang Ming's gaze followed hers and met hers. He quickly interrupted to save face, "Of course I know, I'm just... a little nervous."
Shen Yao glanced at him teasingly: "Didn't you insist you'd been in a relationship before? It's not like it's your first time, why are you so nervous?"
Jiang Ming fiercely defended his dignity: "What does nervousness have to do with the number of times you've done it..."
He didn't know why he was nervous, he was just very nervous.
He came up with a bunch of good reasons: "Mainly because there hasn't been another one since the secret realm, and you've changed your appearance. We haven't been reunited for long, so it's normal to be nervous."
Fine, if he thinks it's normal, then it's normal.
With her delicate white fingers, Shen Yao unbuttoned her clothes, took off the outer garment she had been wearing for over half an hour of foreplay, and reached out to hook her hand around his waist belt.
Never mind, she'll have to teach me anyway.
Jiang Ming has lost face tonight.
Having cultivated its qi and blood for over 1200 years, it has such abundant qi and blood that it bleeds from its nose wherever it looks.
He was puzzled, as it hadn't happened in the secret realm.
After going back and forth until late into the night without getting to the point, Jiang Ming was both anxious and annoyed.
The devilish man on the couch teased him, "Brother Jiang Ming, when you stabbed yourself in the heart, didn't you hurt your nose?"
"Do you need some treatment?"
She feigned forming a healing seal, releasing wood elemental power while extending her jade-like legs, using her delicate feet to hook around his waist...
"Brother Jiang Ming, come here..."
"Come closer..."
After finally calming down, the nosebleed stopped.
She slipped out of bed again, seducing him with ill intent: "Brother Jiang Ming, look at me..."
The room fell into darkness. Jiang Ming extinguished all the spirit lamps, rolled up in the blanket, and hid inside.
He was furious: "Tonight isn't a good time, let's go to sleep."
Once he resolves his nosebleed problem, he can regain his dignity.
The Pure Immortal Lord is so much fun! Shen Yao is deliberately trying to bully him.
She lay quietly for a while, then reached out her fingers to lift the corner of his blanket and slipped inside like a seductive enchantress.
Her soft, cloud-like skin clung to him, and her fragrant, lotus-like arms climbed onto his chest.
Her soft hand traced his collarbone, then moved to his shoulder…neck…face…
In the darkness, his sense of touch was even more acute, and Jiang Ming could imagine how those long, slender, pink jade-like hands were now wrapping around him...
The unruly hand, emboldened, touched his cheek and even dared to pinch his chin.
He could feel her warm breath on his ear, and she whispered, gently biting his earlobe, "Husband... can you sleep?"
"Hiss..." Jiang Ming took a deep breath.
It's really terrible.
Driven by greed, he couldn't bear to shut down his five senses.
With her eyes closed, she silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra, persisting until dawn. The carefree fairy had already drifted off to sleep.
Her sleeping posture was as bad as ever; her head was on his shoulder, and her legs were outside the blanket.
Jiang Ming resignedly helped her adjust her sleeping position.
They had already been completely honest with each other during the night, and now neither of them was bound by any constraints.
He carefully placed his precious treasure on his pillow, and the immortal noticed that his nosebleed had stopped.
His gaze was unrestrained and greedy, and the smile on his face grew increasingly wicked.
He woke her up without any hesitation, to show her what karma is.
Karma comes so quickly.
Jiang Ming was still naive; his first time as a male cultivator was also very quick.
Everything was different from what he had imagined.
It's also different from the memories of the secret stone chamber in his soul core.
He even began to doubt himself, wondering if his years of rigorous training had damaged his body...
Or was it because of the serious injury five years ago that damaged his vital organs and didn't heal properly?
He was completely baffled...
The life of the immortals is rather monotonous; everyone in the True God Sect is a grueling scholar.
Jiang Ming was highly talented and only came of age at the age of 580.
After he came of age, his father and sister forced him to train even more intensely, and he devoted all his time to cultivation.
He was withdrawn and ruthless from a young age, had no friends, and naturally had no romantic partners, who had ever revealed anything to him.
Within the sect, one would never hear anything about matters of the bedroom between husband and wife.
The things he vaguely knew were things he learned by chance in Xianmu City eight years after he went to Rongzhou to find the Qiling Seal in order to prove that he was as good as his sister.
We were so bored at the time that Wang Xu and I went for a stroll around the outskirts of Xianmu City.
I overheard a few low-level repairmen chatting in the alleyway.
At the time, Jiang Ming scoffed at it, thinking that low-level repair was inferior, frivolous, vulgar, and unbearable to hear, yet people were still discussing it.
Now he only regrets that he was too pretentious in the past.
All notions of aloofness and disdain are worthless in the face of dignity.
If he had known this would happen, he should have studied more before winning back his wife.
Shen Yao knew he was naive and took advantage of his innocence, so she deliberately showed a mocking expression.
How could Jiang Ming accept such a humiliating defeat?
If you lack theoretical knowledge, then since you're already in real-world practice, you should practice more.
The second time, he gradually improved; the third time, he gained the upper hand; the fourth time, he was like a fish in water...
They were so engrossed in the battle that they forgot to eat.
Their hatred for each other, once it hit a breaking point, completely transformed into love.
This love was like a long-dormant volcano erupting, lava spreading across the plains, unstoppable...
The daylight seemed to speed up, passing by in a flash.
The communication token hanging at the foot of the bed lit up many times in the darkness.
Surrounded by his passionate love, Shen Yao buried her head in his chest and reminded him, "The communication token has lit up many times, you should deal with the messages first."
With evil cultivators rampant and battles raging on all sides, official business cannot be delayed.
Jiang Ming used his spiritual power to retrieve the communication token, openly examined the message, processed it, and then put the token back: "My father-in-law has arrived in Rongzhou."
Shen Yao asked lazily, "Have you seen your sister?"
Jiang Ming lay face to face with her, saying, "I saw him. Once Father went, the battle situation stabilized."
"My father is the strongest." Shen Yao smiled matter-of-factly. Her father was an incarnation of a god, so it was expected that he would sweep across the battlefield.
“With your cultivation speed, you might become even stronger than your father-in-law in the future.” Jiang Ming stroked her hair: “Don’t look down on me then.”
Shen Yao has always been able to share both hardship and happiness: "Don't worry, if I were as strong as Father, I would definitely take you flying high."
Her father is a god, so she will most likely become a god in the future.
Shen Yao pondered that once she became a god, she would definitely find a way to help her husband and sisters, and ideally, she would help them all become gods together, never to be separated again.