0p0 Chapter 320 Fishing
Chapter 320 Fishing
After exiting the yellow light gate and entering the secret chamber of the True God Sect's branch, Hong Shun was still guarding the dragon statue.
The moment he saw Shen Yao, he started glaring and sneer.
He wanted to provoke her, and Shen Yao didn't mind provoking him again.
She stopped and grabbed Jiang Ming's sleeve with two fingers.
Jiang Ming turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"
Shen Yao stared at Hong Shun, grabbed Jiang Ming's sleeve and shook it, deliberately speaking in a coquettish voice: "Brother Jiang Ming, I can't walk anymore, I want a hug."
Jiang Ming's bones were so soft they felt like jelly.
What a wonderful day it is today!
"Okay, hug."
Once this opportunity is gone, it's gone forever. Jiang Ming wrapped his long arm around her, picked her up with one hand, and held her steadily.
He paid no attention to what the onlookers thought, put his other arm around her waist, and carried her away with a big smile.
As they passed Hong Shun, Shen Yao put her arm around Jiang Ming's neck and arrogantly raised her eyebrows in provocation at Hong Shun.
Hong Shun stomped his foot in anger, pointing at their departing figures and cursing, "Look...look! She's not like a fairy at all, she's practically a demon!"
The disciples who were guarding the area dared not comment, and all shrank back in fear.
Jiang Ming ignored her completely, his body stiffened, and all he could hear was her breathing.
Once outside the secret room, Shen Yao stopped acting and twisted her body to get off him.
If it were according to Jiang Ming's previous temperament, he would definitely have held her tightly and prevented her from moving.
But now, after being enlightened by Tu Xiaoxiao, the emotional master, he knows that he has to go along with Shen Yao's temper and not confront her head-on.
He released her at the right moment and put her down.
Freed from her constraints, Shen Yao strode out of the main hall without a word and walked confidently toward Maple Red Garden.
Jiang Ming quickly caught up, and although he knew her destination, he still deliberately asked, "Where are you going?"
Shen Yao answered matter-of-factly, "Let's go to Maple Red Garden."
Jiang Ming chuckled: "How can you be sure that Maple Red Garden is still reserved for you?"
Shen Yao paused, turned her head and saw Jiang Ming's smiling eyes, and knew that he was joking.
"How else can I be sure? Anyway, I know it will be kept."
After saying that, she quickened her pace and jogged down the stairs.
Just as the fox demon said, you can't force them, or they'll run away.
What else did the fox demon say?
Trying to woo her is like fishing; you can't let her see you baiting the hook.
You have to pique her interest yourself so she'll chase after the bait.
Jiang Ming put his learning to practical use, escorting her to Fenghong Garden without even entering the courtyard. He politely bid her farewell with great restraint: "Everything inside remains the same. If you need anything, have the disciples guarding the courtyard take care of it. It's too late tonight, so I'll go back first and come to pick you up tomorrow morning to practice your sword."
"You don't live here?" Shen Yao thought that the father and son had been living in Fenghongyuan all these years.
Jiang Ming said calmly, "Without you here, my child and I would be overwhelmed with sadness, so we moved to Fengshentang."
The fox demon had analyzed that if you accidentally hurt her heart, she would actually be very soft-hearted.
But don't go too far, don't make her feel too guilty, otherwise she'll feel bad and run away faster than anything else.
Shen Yao was indeed touched, mainly because she felt sorry for Shi Bao who had no mother to accompany him.
She was downcast and remained silent with her head down.
Jiang Ming controlled the situation perfectly: "Now that you're here, Shi Bao will definitely be very happy. I'll have the child move over tomorrow."
Shen Yao raised her head, a smile on her face, and said in a clear voice, "Alright, Shi Bao will move in tomorrow. You can go back now, take care."
"Okay, go to sleep early." Having said goodbye, Jiang Ming didn't linger or delay, turning around briskly and leaving with a carefree air.
Shen Yao watched his retreating figure, thinking to herself, 'Strange, he really has changed.'
At Jinli Residence, Jiang Ming behaved properly and politely, leading Shen Yao to believe that Jiang Ming dared not act recklessly because of their superior strength.
Now that she's at Maple Red Garden, all alone, she's taken precautions, yet he hasn't bothered her.
My mindset has really changed.
It seems the old saying, "Whoever raises the child is responsible for their growth," is indeed true.
Look at Jiang Ming, after being a stay-at-home dad for many years, he has become so mature and steady.
The fairy, unburdened, strode with cheerful steps to the side hall on the first floor to see if the Fire Spirit Stone Bed was still there.
Indeed, everything remained the same, even the purple cushion she had placed inside the stone bed was unchanged.
Too lazy to go upstairs to check, I'll sleep in the side hall tonight.
Lying on the fire spirit stone couch, she thought of Feng Yu again.
'Yunhe is sure to have a tough time tonight...'
She turned over, clutching the purple pillow, and sighed heavily.
Even if it's tough, you can't be soft-hearted; you have to endure it.
Otherwise, the vinegar will never run out, and there will always be more to cook later.
Moreover, she does need a better environment for cultivation and cannot always be distracted by dealing with emotional disputes.
The Blood Demon might escape and wreak havoc on the world at any time.
I've only mastered the fourth move of the Thirteen God-Slaying Techniques. I've practiced for four and a half years and still got the technique wrong. I have to start all over again!
Sleep, sleep, sleep. I'll practice my swordplay tomorrow morning.
Focusing wholeheartedly on cultivation is the right thing to do.
She leaned her head against the cushion, closed her eyes, and fell asleep instantly.
Jiang Ming, who had left early, returned to Fenghongyuan after she fell asleep, appearing in the side hall like a damp, sinister male ghost, concealing his presence.
His dark robes disappeared into the darkness as he stood by the side hall door, ensuring he could retreat at any time without being discovered by her.
His willow-leaf eyes turned up at the corners, his gaze filled with complex emotions, his eyes fixed on her sleeping face.
Over the years, he has both missed and hated her, and he can no longer distinguish whether it is obsession or love.
I thought that he would have to go to great lengths to find me again, and that we would probably be irreconcilable even if we did.
Unexpectedly, the accident happened too suddenly. There was a teleportation array between Longquan Cliff and Chongcheng that could ignore distance.
Her personality hasn't changed much, but her attitude towards him has changed a lot.
Her appearance has completely changed...
Jiang Ming's gaze roamed over her face, from her forehead to her closed eyes, scrutinizing her delicate eyelashes, her small nose, her thin lips... before settling on the pale skin of her cheeks.
Her skin tone has also changed; it used to be porcelain white, but now it's a cool, pale pink.
Looking at its appearance alone, there is no trace of its past.
He's grown taller and his body shape has changed. When I held him today, he felt a bit heavier than before.
Jiang Ming didn't care how her appearance changed. Back when her spiritual roots were shattered, he had thought about giving her a new body. He had prepared several shells and originally planned to let her choose one when the time was right.
However, she kept the fragments of her spiritual root and refused to clean them up. Later, when he discovered that she was growing new spiritual roots, he finally let go of the shells.
Unexpectedly, she herself has changed her appearance.
Can a clay body really grow and change its appearance? That's truly incredible.
There must be some hidden story he doesn't know about.
However, so many incredible things happened to her that they seemed commonplace.
The chirping of insects filled the courtyard, so Jiang Ming cast a soundproofing spell to prevent the noise from waking her.
He wanted to stay a little longer, but he had to leave if he was woken up.
His gaze became increasingly unrestrained, his eyes tender and intimate, reaching every corner of his being.
She doesn't hate him anymore, that's good.
Then he should take back his hatred for her, while it's still not too much.
The Fire Spirit Stone Bed was very warm. The fairy on the bed kicked off the blankets a few times, hugged the pillow, and rolled around inside.
Jiang Ming's lips curled up in a silent smile. His sleeping posture hadn't changed; it was still just as bad.