My wife is too strong, Mr. Chu can't stand it

Chapter 394 Jin Bao can't be wrong, the only one who is wrong is Brother Heng

Ye Jin was seventeen years old when he died, and his height was not much different from his current body. Even if Chu Heng leaned over, he had to hold his head up.

He didn't like this feeling very much, but Chu Heng was so anxious that he didn't give him any chance to refuse, so he could only let him do it.

Fortunately, Chu Heng was not really crazy. He let go after kissing her for a while, but he stared into his eyes, which made him very uncomfortable.

Ye Jin pushed the person away and said, "Don't stare at me, it's annoying."

"What a temper."

Chu Heng praised him with a smile, and it was a genuine compliment, not a sarcastic one.

But Ye Jin wanted to misinterpret Chu Heng's meaning, "That's what you taught me."

Chu Heng was amused by this and kissed Ye Jin on the lips again, "Ajin, you've learned very well."

Ye Jin raised his chin as if it was a matter of course. Of course he had learned it well.

Chu Heng continued to praise, "My Ah Jin is handsome and smart, there is no one else like him in this world."

"Stop bombarding me with sugarcoated bullets. I won't fall for it."

"I'm telling the truth."

Ye Jin turned her head away, thinking that Chu Heng's sweet talk had ulterior motives.

But Chu Heng really didn't. He held Ye Jin's hand and said, "Okay, let's go see the Samsara Realm."

Chu Heng tried to pull him over, but unexpectedly failed.

Chu Heng turned around in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Go back first. It's been a long time. They are waiting for you."

Chu Heng frowned, thinking about how long he had been tossing and turning with the red spider lily, and how he had walked back and forth on the road of reincarnation. It must have been at least three months.

He nodded in agreement, "Okay, go back first, don't make them wait anxiously."

Chu Heng pulled Ye Jin away, and his sharp eyes caught sight of three sneaky shadows.

He stopped and pointed at the sneaky shadows, "It seems that the Black and White Impermanence haven't changed?"

"Didn't you say they were easy to talk to?" Ye Jin met Chu Heng's gaze. Chu Heng had told him about everything he had done, and also mentioned the Black and White Impermanence.

Especially for the transaction, Chu Heng also gave him the brand.

Chu Heng nodded, "That's quite sensible."

"So when I came to the underworld, I didn't dismantle them, and I changed them from ghost messengers to gate guards."

"Um... sounds like a security guard."

Chu Heng complained that it felt like a salesman had changed careers to become a security guard. He couldn't tell whether he was enjoying a leisurely life or had been demoted.

"Guarding the gate or being torn to pieces, what would you choose?"

"Well, guarding the gate is good enough."

Chu Heng gave in immediately and continued walking with him, then casually asked, "Um, didn't you kick the guy before Xuan Qi?"

"Yeah, he wouldn't let me look through that notebook. I beat him up the first time, and I beat him up again the second time. The third time he ran away because he was afraid of being beaten by me."

Ye Jin spoke very seriously and didn't feel that he was wrong at all. Even if he was wrong, it was because of what Chu Heng taught him.

Chu Heng said that if they don’t listen, they will be beaten, and they will always be obedient after being beaten enough.

Chu Heng silently gave Ye Jin a thumbs up, so Ye Jin could not be wrong, and even if he was wrong, it was his problem.

Watching the two of them leave hand in hand, Heibai Wuchang fell into deep confusion.

Hei Wuchang looked at Xuan Qi, "Your Highness, why didn't you take action? This shouldn't be the case."

"Yes, that last time, His Highness kicked down the Ghost Gate with one kick, and fought all the way from the main gate to the Samsara Realm."

Bai Wuchang also added that it felt a little inappropriate.

Xuan Qi rolled his eyes silently. "We beat them to the Samsara Realm just to get this back. If they had just listened to us, wouldn't we have avoided being beaten?"

Hei Wuchang slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "That makes sense. I was wondering why this one looked so familiar."

Bai Wuchang thought of the previous times when Ye Jin had beaten and dragged him all the way to the Samsara Realm. Every time there was chaos, and they were affected every time.

He tutted, "So this thing won't be reincarnated? Then why are we hiding here?"

Xuan Qi and Hei Wuchang were silent. Didn’t they think that Ye Jin would beat Chu Heng as well?

After all, I've waited for so many years, who knew it would just pass like this.

It's still a punishment, it's clearly a show of affection.

The three ghosts looked on silently with contempt and rolled their eyes, then turned around tacitly. When they saw the ghost shadow suddenly appear, they jumped far away in fright and ran away quickly.

Ye Jin's clone raised his hand, and a black line flew out, accurately wrapping around the three fleeing ghosts and throwing them into the black thorns, causing screams to emanate.

When Chu Heng heard the noise, he looked back. He didn't beg for mercy or ask any questions. He just stopped, bent down and picked up Ye Jin, just like he did when he held little Ye Jin in the imperial dynasty.

But now Chu Heng was much more unrestrained. After holding her firmly, he lowered his head and rubbed Ye Jin's neck, then took a deep breath.

Ye Jin felt uncomfortable and pushed his head, accusing him, "Don't act like a pervert."

"If I were to be perverted I would have pushed you to the ground right now."

Chu Heng spoke boldly, rubbing against Ye Jin before she exploded, and asked shamelessly, "Can the soul be like that? I haven't even tried it."

Ye Jin didn't want to understand immediately, but he understood it anyway. He reached out to pull Chu Heng's hair and said, "You want to die!"

Chu Heng tilted his head back in agreement, his whole body shaking with laughter. "I'm being honest, I really want to see how Ah Jin grows up."

Ye Jin didn't bother to pay attention to him. She let go of his hand and lowered her head to lie on Chu Heng's shoulder. She called out in a low voice, "Brother."

Chu Heng's steps suddenly stopped, his drooping eyelashes concealing the emotions swirling in his eyes. He lowered his head and kissed the side of his neck, "I'm back, and I will never abandon my little Ajin again."

This was his debt to young Ye Jin, and also a promise he would never break.

Ye Jin nodded lightly and stopped talking. She just brought Chu Heng back to reality when he took another step.

Suddenly he returned to his body, and the light feeling completely disappeared. Chu Heng opened his eyes and looked at Su Jin who was lying on him, who also seemed to have just opened her eyes.

Chu Heng was a little confused. He propped himself up and held Su Jin's shoulders to feel it carefully.

Not feeling dizzy or hungry, he asked, full of confusion, "Why does it feel like I haven't been away for very long?"

Su Jin didn't explain. He got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom to wash up.

Chu Heng picked up his cell phone and looked at the time. There was only a half-day difference in time, which made him feel even more strange. He hurriedly got up and stood with Su Jin to wash up.

Looking at them in the mirror, Chu Heng felt a little emotional. He had never stood here with Su Jin to wash up in that year.

After washing up, the two returned to the villa together. Of course, they still used Su Jin's power, which was fast and convenient.

When they came down from upstairs, it was just dinner time. Everyone in the family was there, sitting neatly at the dining table. They didn't find it strange to see the two of them coming downstairs, but there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Especially Chu Yan'an, Chu Heng was the grandson he raised personally, and he was afraid that something might happen to Chu Heng.

That was the ancient times when imperial power was supreme. If something happened to Chu Heng there, he wouldn't be able to find him.

Chu Heng was also happy to see his relatives after a long absence. He smiled and said lightly, "Grandpa, I'm back."

"You're back, come sit down and eat. Today we'll have all your favorite dishes."

Chu Yan'an also smiled, and there was a bit of bitterness in his eyes when he looked at Chu Heng. However, his grandson had become thinner and more haggard in the past year, so it seemed that he had not had a good year.

But he didn't ask those questions. It was always the young people's own business, and as an old man, he would not get involved.