âDo you know what it means to do this? The loss of your essence blood will detrimentally reduce your lifespan. How many years do you have to live?â
Di Cang understood why his wife would be so agitated and anxious. Without any argument, he rubs his hands around hers and starts making flirting plays: âMy dear Yanâer is still as grumpy as ever, just the way I like it.â
After saying that, the shameless demon king didnât give any chance for the woman to retort and leaned in to smooch her lips. âDonât fret Yanâer, losing a bit of my lifespan is nothing. I am strong and will continue to grow stronger. When I do, my lifespan will naturally increase in kind. You know, there is a level where one can become immortal and free from the reins of death?!â
âBut thatâs too hardâ¦â she murmurs helplessly.
âHow difficult can it be? As long as I can continue to live with you then I will definitely reach that state eventually! By then not even the cycle of life and death can separate us.â
How could he bear to leave her alone in this world? Even if it means he would have to struggle for the rest of his life, Di Cang has every intent to enhance his own strength to the upper limits this body would sustain. By then, not even life or death could constrain him!
Loosening her hands around his collar: âI hope it really will be as you say, otherwiseâ¦.â Turning sharp and commanding like a queen, âIf you leave me suddenly one day, then even if I have to flip over hell itself, I will take you back and fix you myself!â
Chuckling with amusement over that threat, the man couldnât resist anymore and hugs her for a deep French kiss. Thatâs his answer, his vow to her.
Unaware of it themselves, their picturesque play of intimacy under the peach blossom tree had been seen entirely from start to finish by Bai Ning. Sheâs been standing at one corner of the doorway, and against her daughterâs happiness, this mother couldnât ask for a better outcome.
Thank goodness Yanâer has such a good husband. Now I donât have to worry about anything after I leave here! n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Casting her eyes downward in thought, the image of Keeper Lingâs old face popped up again which caused a distortion of anger and hate in that expression.
Keeper Ling, Celestial palace!
I will one day destroy you all for hurting my daughter! You bastards will pay for what youâve done!
With one final glance at her daughter, Bai Ningâs body completely disappears from the pond to carry out her vengeance.
â¦â¦.
Unaware of her motherâs departure, Bai Yan was still lost in her dreamy moment. Pushing her husband away: âBe careful you! Donât press too hard, otherwise you might hurt the babyâ¦.â
Following the mention of the baby, Di Cangâs gaze slowly shifted to the bumpy belly down below. And exactly then the baby seems to have heard their complaint. To show her existence, the tiny life in there actually kicked the poor motherâs belly and sent Bai Yanâs gasping for air.
âWhatâs the matter?â Asked Di Cang with nervous eyes.
Shaking her head with a sweet smile: âThereâs no problem, the baby is probably anxious to come out and kicked me.â
Going black in the face, Di Cangâs stern gaze locked onto the belly: âIf you dare to hurt your mother again then I will slap your bottom when you come out!â
This oneâs existence already forced him to stop spending the night with his wife, now sheâs also hurting her? How could this doting husband endure!
âOh Di Cang,â making a helpless face at her hubbyâs behavior, âThis is normal you silly. A baby is bound to kick me sometimes.â
âI donât care how others do it but I wonât let my child do it!â That said, the overly protective husband started to make a ridiculous face of unreasonableness: âIf she kicks you one more time then I will rope her up and beat her bottom once sheâs born!â