I'm so tired of winning by spending money on beauties.

Chapter 414: The Road to Winning Favor

Chi Jiujiu was wearing a pajamas and a suspender skirt, sitting on the leisure sofa, with her slender white neck and attractive collarbone exposed.

With his elbows bent and resting on the table, and his chin supported by his hands, he stared absentmindedly at the wisps of hot steam rising from the soothing tea.

She waited for a full six hours, but Wuwang and Shen Mojin still did not return to Earth.

Chi Jiujiu became more and more anxious.

Six hours in the Dzi beads and two hours in the outside world mean that two days have passed in the upper world.

It's time for them to come back.

Ajin is very possessive and easily gets jealous...

When Ajin returns to Earth, what can she do to make him accept Wuwang's existence? Will Ajin understand her difficulties?

"What should I do……"

Chi Jiujiu muttered to herself.

He was vigorous at work and happy in life, but he encountered a huge emotional problem.

Not just Ajin.

Wuwang's possessiveness is also very strong, but he doesn't show it. On the surface, he pretends to be calm and doesn't make things difficult for her, but behind her back...

They had an argument, who should she help?

"Never mind. Wait."

She would wait until the two of them returned to Earth and then see what the situation was.

Chi Jiujiu's eyes fell on the new bear slippers on her feet, the soothing tea on the table, and the flowers in the antique jade vase...

The word "return a gift" flashed through my mind.

She accepted many gifts from Wuwang, and he helped her to rescue people from the upper realm without any complaints.

I have to give Wuwang a gift to express my gratitude.

Chi Jiujiu put away the hands that were supporting her chin and gradually fell into deep thought.

What is sending Wuwang?

Hmm...got it!

Choose the finest spiritual vein stone, and carve a mini and cute spiritual jade in the shape of the leaves of the red spider lily to give to Wuwang.

.............

creak-

Suddenly, the door of the conch house was gently pushed open.

Chi Jiujiu had an idea and quickly put away the small jade leaf she had just carved.

Shen Mojin walked in, followed closely by Wuwang. Chi Jiujiu's heart suddenly tightened. She took a deep breath and prepared to meet the upcoming challenge.

"Ajin, you are finally back."

Chi Jiujiu looked at the two of them with a smile in her eyes.

Suddenly, her smile froze... because she found that Shen Mojin had become as thin as a bamboo pole, with clearly visible facial features and narrow black eyes that were slightly red.

The look he gave her contained shame, longing, questioning, and pleading...

It's extremely complicated.

Shen Mojin saw Chi Jiujiu wearing pajamas with exposed neck.

Without saying a word, he quickly took off his robe and wrapped her tightly, then bent down and sat next to her in silence.

"Jiujiu." Wuwang called softly, his voice deep and magnetic.

He took advantage of the situation and squeezed to the other side of Chi Jiujiu.

Loveseat leather sofa overload.

Chi Jiujiu moved towards Shen Mojin, ready to ask him what happened, but unexpectedly Wuwang deliberately pressed the corner of the robe wrapped around her.

Wow!

The outer robe fell off, revealing the suspender skirt that Chi Jiujiu was wearing again.

Shen Mojin's brows knitted together.

"Jiujiu, come and sit next to me. We won't squeeze with him." Wuwang said lovingly and stretched out his big hand to pull back the person who had moved away.

Wuwang's warm palm instantly touched her shoulders.

Chi Jiujiu felt her skin getting hot and her heart shuddered.

The silence speaks.

A silent battle begins.

"Wuwang, take your dirty hands away." Shen Mo shouted coldly, his eyes chilling. He wanted to chop off the hand on Jiujiu's shoulder, it was really dazzling.

Men know men best.

The look in Wuwang's eyes when he looked at Jiujiu showed him what the other person was thinking. As a man, Shen Mojin understood it best.

He also wished he could dig out Wuwang's bewitching peach blossom eyes.

"Don't forget our agreement." Wuwang raised a faint smile on his lips, and spoke lightly to Shen Mojin through telepathy.

[Shen Mojin: Agreement? Jiujiu wants to get close to me, why are you doing this? ]

Chi Jiujiu didn't know that the two of them were secretly competing with each other.

[Wuwang: You just said that I have dirty hands? Think carefully, you were the one who violated the agreement first.]

in a blink.

Chi Jiujiu felt Shen Mojin's bony hands on her waist. He exerted a little force and pulled her body to the other side, intending to pull himself over.

In the room filled with the aroma of soothing tea, on the small sofa.

Between two extremely handsome men of similar height but different temperaments.

Chi Jiujiu fell to the left and her head rested on Wuwang's chest.

After a while, he fell to the right and his body fell on Shen Mojin's legs.

“Stop, stop, stop!

A-Dong, A-Jin, please don't be like this."

Chi Jiujiu shouted for mercy and struggled to break free from the two men's hands. She quickly got up and brought a chair from the utility room.

"Haha! You guys sit down. I won't compete with you for it..." She sat across the table, keeping a distance from the two men who were on the verge of a showdown.

The atmosphere is so scary.

Chi Jiujiu had a smile on her face, but in her heart she just wanted to escape from the Shura field.

After Chi Jiujiu stood up, Shen Mojin and Wuwang moved to the sides of the sofa with disgust, and a line of separation quickly appeared in the middle area.

Wuwang looked at Shen Mojin, "Heh."

Shen Mojin snorted coldly at Wuwang.

"Ajin, what happened? Why are you so thin?"

Chi Jiujiu asked Shen Mojin, how could the tribulation make a person so thin? She had to nourish Ajin well and let him grow some flesh back.

Wuwang said sarcastically, "Jiujiu, Wuji has already--"

Chi Jiujiu was puzzled, "What do you mean long ago?"

Although the two of them were in a tense situation, they were able to control themselves and not fight, and her nervous heart relaxed.

Wuwang should talk to Ajin about the strategy for dealing with the mark.

As for how to ease the relationship between the two?

This matter cannot be rushed, she needs to take it slow.

Shen Mojin pressed Wuwang's mute acupoint with lightning speed, "Jiujiu, it's very difficult to survive in the upper realm, and I spent more time, so..."

He hadn't eaten properly for half a year.

"Ajin, wait a minute. I'll cook for you."

Chi Jiujiu stood up again and turned to walk towards the kitchen of Conch House.

"Jiujiu, I'm going to cook, you just take a good rest." Wuwang broke through the seal on his acupuncture points and spoke gently to Chi Jiujiu, a dark light flashing in his eyes.

He was busy watching over Jiujiu, but he was attacked?

"I will do it myself, so I won't bother you."

Shen Mojin was about to stand up when he suddenly found himself unable to move. He turned his gaze to Wuwang, only to see that Wuwang had already chased Jiujiu towards the kitchen.

[Shen Mojin: Wuwang, let me go. ]

[Wuwang: You'd better stay still and don't try to break the restriction, otherwise in your current state, you will be unconscious for three days.]

Shen Mojin glanced at the extra flowers and calming tea on the table, and at first glance it was Wuwang's work. He thought of Jiujiu's name for Wuwang, "Adong".

His dark eyes narrowed and his thin lips pursed.

In the kitchen of the Conch House.

"Jiujiu, besides steamed fish and chicken soup, would you like to eat something else?"

Wuwang was wearing an apron and had his Tang suit sleeves rolled up to reveal his strong and muscular arms. He stood in front of the pond and skillfully killed fish and pheasants.

"Make two more dishes you like." Chi Jiujiu replied with a smile.

Wuwang responded in a low voice, "Okay."

Ninety million years of experience.

He knows cooking well.

He would show off his cooking skills in front of that person today, making him feel ashamed of himself and letting Jiujiu know who cooks the best meal.

A quarter of an hour later.

The kitchen was filled with steam and fragrance. Wuwang took off his apron and looked at Chi Jiujiu with undisguised affection.

Chi Jiujiu took out the carved gift -

The small milky white leaf is two knuckles long and as wide as the little finger, with a small hole at the end and a black silk thread threaded through it.

"Adong, this is a little thing I carved casually."