The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

"Okay, yours, yours. It's yours before you grow up, and it's even more yours when you grow up." Yu Mianke grasped the main point of her words. No matter what time it was, she was hers and she had to be held firmly and tightly.

"But don't think of breaking your wings again. Besides... I only have hands, not wings..." She deliberately confused the concepts and coaxed with a smile.

"So why was Mian'er unhappy just now?" Sheng Qing did not let Yu Mian go. She changed the subject and returned to the little thing just now. She just cared a lot about it.

Yu Mian was stunned, pursed his lips and asked back: "What's wrong with me?"

"She didn't show any anger at all, and easily let it go. If she wasn't unhappy..." She paused and continued to think deeply, "In the ordinary world, when couples get together and break up, it's usually just a matter of appearance but not heart. The love is gone, and the first thing they do is not care about each other's affairs. Is Mian'er going to start the so-called ordinary cold period?"

"Ah... that's true. After all, you and I have been together for more than ten years. Maybe you are tired of it." As she spoke, her tone began to sound resentful, but the grip she held on the man did not loosen at all.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Yu Mian listened to the snake woman's accusations and explained anxiously, "I don't really care about the past. Besides, it's been a difficult journey for us. Plus, you're injured now. I've made you lose your mind twice before, so I think I should give in to you more."

"After all, I have to take better care of my wife now..." She straightened her back silently, and felt that the banner of attack behind her was straighter.

"Oh~ you give in to me as your wife, then why didn't you give me in more in bed... um." Her voice was interrupted by Yu Mian's hand covering it.

"You! Didn't I give in? My waist is still weak..." She complained softly with gritted teeth, and then glared at him without any deterrence. You still want more! ?

Upon hearing this, Sheng Qing rubbed her waist with a little force, using his spiritual power to gently relieve the soreness.

In fact, Yu Mian no longer felt anything in his body, but his spirit was still weak. When pinched and kneaded by the spiritual power, he suddenly collapsed and fell into Sheng Qing's arms.

"Mian'er is so proactive in throwing himself into my arms, and as his wife, I believe it 70% and my love for him has not faded..." She put her hand on his waist with evil intentions, half-embracing him, and spoke in a serious manner.

Yu Mian felt his soul go numb instantly, and he bit her shoulder, his eyes red as he cursed: "You bastard..."

"Don't mess around...you dare!" she threatened, not expecting it to work, but she didn't expect Sheng Qing to really stop.

She let go of her hand and lifted up Yu Mian's chin, making him look straight, and smiled with curved eyes: "Mian'er, curse more... It sounds good, I like to hear it..."

“Hmph…” Yu Mian stopped talking and gritted her teeth. It was so abominable. Scolding her made her happy.

Sheng Qing saw the opportunity and stepped forward, covering her soft lips as she tried to purse them and grit her teeth, and gave her a rare tender kiss, like a gentle comfort.

"Mian'er taught me that if you are unhappy, you should speak out directly. Why do you hesitate when it comes to yourself?" She mentioned a small matter they had agreed on a long time ago. Yu Mian said that he would teach her how to treat those who are in need like a human being.

Although she didn't learn very well, it turned out that her Master Yu himself didn't set a good example...

Yu Mian lowered her head in shame, "Well... after all, I should take care of you a little more..."

"Is this how you take care of it?" Sheng Qing asked back, glancing at her and almost wanting to knock on the papaya.

"That's not right. Look, I don't care about you bullying me..."

"You can worry about it." Sheng Qing's voice turned a little cold.

"Will that seem petty?" Yu Mian blinked twice.

"Heh... I just want you to be meticulous, think about it in your heart, recite it with your mouth, and show it on your face. You have to care about every detail, including your skin, flesh, bones, heart and soul. Not a penny less..." Sheng Qing hooked his arm around the neck of this fool, exposing his thoughts completely. The gentleness and coldness on his face retreated to the back, and turned into a strong paranoid obsession with the girl in front of him.

She was a black snake with a black heart. She wished that every move and every word she said could affect Yu Mian's emotions, and she would always confirm that her emotions were lingering around her.

The last moment, this moment, and the next moment are all hers.

She is not allowed to not care, not to be calculative, and not to be willful. What she wants is that Yu Mian cannot hide any emotion in front of her. As soon as he opens his eyes, it seems that he can see through her open heart and lungs, and her butterfly bones spreading their wings to fly.

"Then I'm going to make a fuss about it... Tell me, what have you been hiding from me about those secret plots?" Yu Mian's negative emotions were torn apart. Her wife's excessive sinisterness and paranoia were the best medicine for her.

"Guess... Mian'er, we have plenty of time. There will be countless opportunities for you to uncover secrets in the days ahead. You will never be bored..." Sheng Qing raised her eyebrows, her red lips smiling seductively, as if she had deliberately released the bait, luring her little fish to follow the hook.

"I will definitely know..." She was eager to try, not believing that she couldn't even guess the pitfalls she had experienced herself.

"Wait until I dig it out, hehe..." Yu Mian snorted twice with deep meaning. In fact, she hadn't figured out how to punish this black-hearted snake who talked nonsense.

It's so slippery that you can't catch even a tiny bit of it.

The only thing that could be caught was her tail, but it was not caught at all, it was wrapped around her on its own initiative.

"Then you can do whatever you want..." Sheng Qing resumed his gentle and seductive look, and gently leaned his head against the 'grown-up' Yu Mian's chest.

He even half-squatted deliberately.

This really emboldened Yu Mian's arrogance. She couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth, falling into the thousands of traps set by this snake woman.

The little pervert, who had almost no resistance to beauty, was dazed and led into it again, feeling good about himself.

"It's raining heavily today, so we won't go out. Let's design the wedding dress first, shall we?!" Yu Mian had not yet been completely bewitched by the witch concubine and turned into a little tyrant. He came to his senses in time and pulled people to the desk in the room.

"The costumes in Jiangnan are mostly complicated and delicate. Drawing them is a huge project." She took out a page of paper and spread it out, holding down the four corners with a paperweight, then took the initiative to grind ink for Sheng Qing.

This erotic painting of a snake woman is so lifelike and vivid that one can tell at a glance that the artistry is exquisite.

For someone like her who doesn't have much artistic talent, grinding work is more suitable for her.

Sheng Qing was pushed onto a chair, and before his wife could hold him tight enough, a fine brush was stuffed into his hand, while the young wife beside him had already begun to grind ink diligently.

There was no chance for her to continue being affectionate.

She made a note secretly, looked at the white paper in front of her, raised her hand and drew a naive crying Yu Mian, secretly teasing her.

This Q-version drawing technique is something I learned from the picture book given by Mian'er. It has a three-head body and short, fat, conical hands and feet.

Yu Mian's eyes paused...