"Lord Devil Ancestor, how long has it been since you last came to see me?"
Jiang Che was clung to by Mo Shangxie all day long and could barely find time to visit Yaoyue. Yaoyue was starting to feel jealous.
Yaoyue looped her arm through Jiang Che's and gently rested her head on his shoulder. Over the years they had spent together, she had long seen Jiang Che for who he was. He was the abstinent type of man, lofty and proud... He did not even spare ordinary women a glance. Even the favor she had received was only because Jiang Che had happened to be in the mood.
Jiang Che definitely harbored no desire between man and woman toward Mo Shangxie; he was merely a strict and demanding master. But seeing the man she loved at another girl's side every day still made Yaoyue wildly jealous.
Yet she did not dare reveal it at all, afraid that the favor she had so painstakingly obtained would vanish into ashes and smoke.
"What? Jealous?"
Jiang Che wrapped an arm around Yaoyue's slender waist, then was slightly startled. Why did it feel like Yaoyue's figure... had become even more damn exaggerated?
Yaoyue was not shy either. "Husband, I begged an Plump Immortal Pill from Laojun of alchemy in the Heavenly Realm."
Jiang Che was rather speechless. Yaoyue did not even have any rivals, did she? Why was she still working so hard to grow stronger?
But he did not say anything. Yaoyue was quite tall anyway; even if her figure became more exaggerated, she would only look well-proportioned rather than ugly. After all, Yaoyue was over two meters tall. Counting her demon horns... she was at least pushing two-point-two meters.
Legs that were truly one-point-two meters long, all right?
Young Master Jiang