Leng Shuang brought people to serve wine and food, then bowed and left. Xuanyuan Moze picked up the wine pot and poured two glasses of wine, handing one to her: "I have been out for more than a year, and I have always wanted to finish my work as soon as possible and come back."
"During the time you were away, I encountered a lot of things, especially the year when I was teleported to the floating land, which was even more unexpected."
She smiled and said, "Although I encountered a lot of trouble, my strength was also improved because of it. In the end, I was able to subdue so many cultivators and obtain the floating land. It is true that fortune and disaster are interdependent."
Xuanyuan Moze took a sip of wine and said, "For the floating land you mentioned, it was fortunate that the four immortal emperors helped you at that time. Otherwise, it would be difficult for you to recover the floating land with your strength. However, this is also a gesture of goodwill from the four immortal emperors. After all, with your extraordinary talent, who knows what you will become?"
Hearing this, Feng Jiu chuckled: "People say that I am a genius, and you also say that I have an incredible talent, but I feel that, in terms of talent, I am still far inferior to you."
His strength surprised her every time, and every time, she felt a sense of surprise and wonder.
Hearing her praise, he seemed to be in a good mood, the corners of his lips curled up, his deep eyes fell on her beautiful face, and his low voice with magnetism said: "If I am not strong, how can I protect you?"
As a man, especially Feng Jiu's man, how could he be weak? He had no intention of competing for the world's hegemony, no intention of becoming the king of this world, he only wanted to stay by her side and protect her when she needed his protection.
Therefore, even if he has no ambition to dominate the world, he will still improve his own strength, not for anything else, just to protect the people he wants to protect.
The two of them were chatting in the yard, drinking wine, and enjoying the rare peace and quiet. You know, they haven't chatted together like this for a long time.
It was not until the night deepened that the two slightly drunk people went back to the room.
In the bedroom, Leng Shuang had already ordered someone to prepare hot water for the two of them to bathe. After closing the door, Leng Shuang retreated to the outside of the yard.
He put his arm around her waist, looking at her slightly drunken face that was as red as a peach blossom, her delicate and rosy lips, his eyes gradually became deeper. The hand around her waist also began to move unruly.
"Ajiu, I'll help you undress and take a bath."
His voice was low and husky, sounding seductively in her ears.
Warm breath sprayed on her ears. Fengjiu shrank her neck slightly, rubbed her head in his arms, glanced at him with half-closed eyes and a little drunkenness, chuckled, and a lazy and smiling voice came out of her mouth.
"You want to help me undress? No, no, it's better if I help you."
She threw herself into his arms, her arms around his waist, her slender hands groping around his waist, murmuring, "Hmm? Where's the belt?"
"Here." He led her hand to his belt and said in a low, magnetic voice, "Since Jiu wants to help me take it off, then you can help me take a bath at the same time!"
"Okay!" She agreed readily, her drunken eyes filled with lazy and seductive charm: "Then you must be obedient, sit still and don't move, let me help you rub your back."