Hundred-Thousand-Year Rogue Rabbit: Xiao Wu Walks into the Trap

Ning Rongrong was a little dumbfounded.

She had never expected Xiao Wu to be so decisive.

She was already planning physical contact?

Xiao Wu, did she not realize this was a perverted old lecher? Why reward him like this? "Right, Xiao Wu, you sprained your ankle, so it's inconvenient for you to walk."

"Then how about this? I'll carry you two back first!"

Wei Feng smiled gently.

Right in front of Ning Rongrong, he crouched down before Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu staggered, a pained expression on her face, and with Ning Rongrong's support, she climbed onto Wei Feng's back.

"Thank you, Big Brother Wei Feng."

Xiao Wu spoke softly as her body slowly rose, Wei Feng carrying her securely on his back.

Ning Rongrong was completely speechless.

She watched Wei Feng carry Xiao Wu onto his back.

Then she watched Xiao Wu lean against him.

For a moment, she suddenly did not know what to say.

"Rongrong, where is the resting place arranged for your Shrek Academy during the Soul Master Competition?"

"Could you lead the way?"

Wei Feng's voice was full of magnetism.

At that moment, he looked just like a considerate older brother.

Though he bore the identity of Spirit Hall's Saint Son, he was nowhere near as chilling as his junior sister.

From beginning to end, he had remained so gentle and refined.

His warmth made it impossible for anyone to bear rejecting him.

Ning Rongrong gave an "oh." "Then I'll lead the way!"

Then she silently added in her heart, Lucky bastard.

Xiao Wu lay on Wei Feng's back.

Her head rested against his broad shoulder.

The charm of a mature man radiated from him invisibly.

Unconsciously pursing her red lips, Xiao Wu looked at Wei Feng's profile.

All of a sudden, she remembered Wei Feng's boastful words from the Diary Instance.

Looking at him this way, Wei Feng really does seem rather handsome.

Mm, he also seems very gentle. But why is he such a pervert when he writes in his diary?

Xiao Wu muttered to herself inwardly.

For a brief moment, Wei Feng captured her attention.

But when she thought of Wei Feng's true face while writing his diary—

For no apparent reason, her body suddenly trembled.

"Xiao Wu, did I accidentally touch your foot?" Wei Feng suddenly asked.

Xiao Wu hurriedly denied it. "No, it just cramped a little after I sprained it."

As she spoke, she awkwardly shifted her body on Wei Feng's back.

That small movement nearly sent Wei Feng's soul flying away.

In certain magnificent aspects—

Xiao Wu's gifts were indeed inferior to Zhu Zhuqing's.

But now...

Xiao Wu had sprained her ankle.

That sensation was indescribably real.

Holy shit, this is fucking incredible.

Is this because my true self awakened? Or has my luck started improving after my memories returned?

No one would believe it if I said it out loud. I went shopping with my wife Rongrong, ran into my wife Xiao Wu, and she just so happened to sprain her ankle.

Hiss—carrying my wife Xiao Wu back to the venue like this, this intimate contact is enough to send someone's soul soaring to the heavens!

She dares to be so close to a strange man she's only just met, and she doesn't mind at all about certain things pressing against my back.

She truly is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Rogue Rabbit. The netizens' judgment really is sharp as ever. (Daily Life with My Wife Xiao Wu.jpg)

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Hundred-Thousand-Year Rogue Rabbit?

Xiao Wu was suddenly dumbfounded.

The Diary Instance updated in real time.

It came so abruptly that her entire body stiffened unnaturally.

I just wanted to get a little closer to him.

Did he have to take it so far? And besides...

What does Hundred-Thousand-Year Rogue Rabbit even mean?

It's true that I'm a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and it's true that I'm a Soft Bone Rabbit.

But what does "rogue" mean? Could I possibly be more of a perverted rogue than you, Wei Feng, you big freak?

Xiao Wu felt like crying but had no tears.

She had not expected such a tiny maneuver from her to make Wei Feng start mocking her in the Diary Instance.

Come to think of it, my wife Xiao Wu must be deliberately stirring things up. This sort of troublemaking style is so like Xiao Wu.

If you analyze it carefully, could a Soft Bone Rabbit with an unbelievably soft and bouncy body, as well as exceptional flexibility, sprain her ankle just because she suddenly fell?

Obviously not. My wife Xiao Wu probably saw me together with my wife Rongrong and deliberately came to interrupt us as we were getting closer.

She really is a good sister. Using herself to distract us, creating the illusion that she sprained her ankle, then making it impossible for my wife Rongrong and me to keep shopping together—what a clever little rascal!

Xiao Wu: "..."

So he knew all along!

Realizing that all her little schemes had fallen within Wei Feng's guesses—

Xiao Wu suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.

Her body shifted unnaturally again.

Ning Rongrong had also seen the Diary Instance's latest entry, and her body could not help stiffening as she led the way.

Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, you really walked right into the trap!

Don't blame me for not helping you with this.

Ning Rongrong silently thought to herself and continued leading the way.

Xiao Wu's body temperature began to rise.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable, she inwardly hoped Wei Feng would not continue writing.

As she shifted about, her long Scorpion Tail Braid happened to brush against Wei Feng's hand.

Wei Feng's hand lightly pinched the tip of the Scorpion Tail Braid.

But this works out perfectly for me. With my wife Xiao Wu's figure pressed against my back, the feeling is truly beyond words—her voice is sweet, she's soft, and she looks easy to push over. Absolute perfection.

My wife Xiao Wu's Scorpion Tail Braid just touched my hand. This long braid is practically synonymous with my wife Xiao Wu.

No exaggeration, no falsehood—if I saw a Scorpion Tail Braid like this from behind while walking through a crowd, I'd recognize my wife Xiao Wu at a glance.

Still, it's a bit of a pity. Why a Scorpion Tail Braid? And why is there only one of them?

Wei Feng sighed in his diary.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were both utterly confused.

The Diary Instance had suddenly updated again, yet they could not understand a single word of it.

They indeed rarely saw anyone wear a Scorpion Tail Braid, so it was still understandable to treat it as an identifying image.

But Wei Feng had suddenly started sighing...

What did he mean??

Did Scorpion Tail Braids have some other hidden mystery?

Xiao Wu racked her brains but could not figure out what that mystery was.

With how much hair my wife Xiao Wu has, after I bring her home in the future, I'll definitely make her undo that Scorpion Tail Braid and put her hair into twin ponytails.

Twin ponytails—those are the legendary steering wheels men dream of!

The Diary Instance updated once again.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong saw it immediately.

After all, this world did not have advanced inventions such as automobiles.

Naturally, they could not understand why Wei Feng had suddenly written that.

But soon, a carriage passed by them.

On the carriage, the coachman happened to be holding two reins to guide the horses.

The long whip he swung struck the fine horses, and with a long neigh, they picked up speed considerably.

That scene happened to enter Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong's eyes.