That night, that boat, that bed

  He smiled and whispered, "The fairy wouldn't want to reveal her identity in front of so many people, would she? I remember when the fairy went out, there were quite a few crazy fans infatuated with her. Do you think if I shouted 'Peony Fairy is here', how many people would rush over and squeeze the fairy into a pulp?"

  The Peony Fairy obviously had such concerns, otherwise she wouldn't have disguised herself in this way.

  She kicked his calf and growled: "Get in!"

  Zhen Ming cried out in pain and reluctantly turned into the store under her pressure, with Miao Yu following closely behind.

  The old man Song on the ground saw that things had come to this, and it was hard for him to get a good deal. In addition, since his goal had been achieved and he had gotten back his stake, he didn't bother to entangle himself further. He grumbled and muttered as he got up from the ground, saying some irrelevant things, and pushed through the crowd with a scolding tone, leaving the entrance of the store.

  The crowd gradually dispersed, and a long line formed again at the entrance of the store.

  ……

  Watching Lingfeng's slender white jade hand carefully searching his body, Zhenming was completely indifferent, letting her search.

  The peony fairy searched every possible place on his body where something could be hidden, but still couldn't find the treasure that had been stolen from her. She raised her head to see Zhen Ming's bitter smile, and a flash of anger in his eyes: "Where did you hide it?"

  "What's hidden where?"

  "My baby!"

  "Baby, I do have one. You can search carefully again, maybe it's hidden somewhere on me." Zhen Ming Si looked at a certain part of her own body.

  The peony fairy followed his gaze and was taken aback for a moment before scolding angrily: "Vulgar!"

  Her jade-like hand transformed into a palm and slapped him in the face.

  Bang!

  Zhen Ming's bitter fate was unavoidable, and in an instant, a bright red palm print appeared on his face. Next, he brought the other half of his face over as well.

  "If I can make the peony fairy think of me, a nobody, every day and miss me all the time, even if it's beneath her, I'll accept that. Please, fairy, give me some attention too, so we can be evenly matched."

  Miao Yu, who was standing beside her, burst out laughing and quickly covered her mouth.

  The peony fairy got angry again and raised her palm, slapping him on the other side of his face.

  Just as her palm was about to touch Zhen Mingsu's neck, the expression on her face suddenly froze, and her hand stopped in mid-air. Then, she suddenly let out a cry of surprise, and her whole body seemed to be stimulated by something, conditioned reflexively, taking several steps back, staring at the small black object that had appeared in Zhen Mingsu's hand with a shocked expression.

  It was the treasure he stole from her.

  Zhen Ming said with a bitter tone: "You let me hit you and you really got hit, you little girl, if I don't give you some color to see, you really think I'm easy to bully!"

  The peony fairy immediately recognized the treasure in his hand, which was exactly what had been stolen from her. Although its shape was slightly different, the black luster and gem-like transparency were unmistakable - it was indeed the thing he had stolen from her.

  The front end of the super-generation mobile phone, two metal probes were born, and with a light press of the button in his hand, a purple electric arc appeared between the probes, making a hissing sound.

  "Are you looking for this?" Zhen Ming raised his hand with the phone in it.

  "It's not you who stole it!" Peony Fairy exclaimed with surprise and joy, but she didn't dare to move forward again. The crackling purple electric arc made her feel inexplicably afraid for some reason. If she wasn't mistaken, the thing that had made her whole body feel like needles stabbing her in an instant, almost losing her ability to act, was precisely this terrifying purple electric arc.

  Zhen Ming sneered as he swiped the phone back and forth, "Do you know what this is? What makes you say it's yours when there's no signature on it?"

  Ling Xue said resentfully: "There is someone who can testify for me. Yuyu, you tell him, does this thing really belong to me or not?"

  "It's Sister Shuang's."

  Zhen Ming sighed and shrugged: "She's your maid, whatever you say she'll naturally agree with, I can also casually find someone to prove that you're my woman, do you really think you've become my woman?"

  "You..." Peony Fairy couldn't find words to refute for a moment, and got so angry that her whole body was trembling.

  Miao Yu's face was filled with worry, she had been following Peony Fairy since childhood and had never seen her being angered to such an extent before. She couldn't help but secretly wipe away a cold sweat for Zhen Ming, provoking Peony Fairy would not end well for him.

  "Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, next time remember to tie your chest a bit tighter, otherwise people will recognize you as a woman at a glance. But this can't be blamed on you, having big breasts isn't your fault, some women want to have yours but can't. However, having big breasts and being unreasonable is your mistake. Tsk tsk tsk, you're tied up so tightly, if you were to walk out like that, I don't know how many men would be clenching their fists in regret."

  Zhen's eyes fell on her again, gazing at her high and plump chest, his tone playful.

  "I'll cut out your shameless tongue!"

  Ling Frost finally drew out the dagger from her waist and rushed towards Zhen Ming with a bitter expression.

  Although it was a move made with hatred, her movements were still elegant and beautiful, the swing of her dagger seemed like she was dancing a delicate dance.

  Her footsteps were light and agile, but her sword moves lacked a fierce edge. Zhen Ming dodged left and right, narrowly avoiding each attack, and then suddenly picked up a small chair beside him to block his opponent's relentless onslaught.

  When she was old, her move used a small chair to hold her sword body, and with a slight force, her soft sword was bent into an arc shape. At the same time, the mobile electric shocker in her hand lightly touched her waist.

  The Peony Fairy suddenly lost her ability to resist, and the dagger in her hand fell to the ground.

  Zhen Ming's bitter fate was sealed as he pinned her hands behind her back, one hand grasping the nape of her snow-white neck, holding her in his embrace.

  A refreshing fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and he brazenly sniffed her hair a few times: "Beauty, you really smell good. Fighting with swords is too hurtful to emotions, come on, let me pamper you well."

  His hand slowly reached into her neckline and covered her full breasts, tightly wrapped in white gauze.

  "Hmm, hmm, hmm, indeed it's as soft and fluffy as a steamed bun, with plenty of elasticity."

  The peony fairy's face turned red with rage, "You lecherous thief, dare to touch me again and I will chop you into a million pieces!"

  Miao Yu was so anxious that she forgot to conceal her acquaintance with Zhen Ming and exclaimed, "Brother Ming, don't!"

  He sighed and thought that he didn't want to drag the wonderful jade into this, but if he didn't teach this peony fairy a lesson, there might be endless trouble in the future.

  He removed his hand from Mudan Xianzi's rich and elastic chest, lowered his head to gently nibble on her earlobe, and blew a gentle breath into her ear. Ling Shuang had never been treated so lightly by a man before, her body trembled, and she leaned softly against his chest like a boneless person. Zhen Ming then whispered in her ear:

  "Beauty, do you still remember that night a year ago, on that boat, on that bed, there was a man who kissed your beautiful legs?"