Dai Luolan was ruthlessly suppressed once again, leaving her utterly depressed.
But Little Jiu did not punish her much today. Seeing him leaning against the window, staring blankly at the bright moon, Dai Luolan felt a little sorry for him.
"Little Jiu, if you really can't let her go, then stay on the Sun Moon Continent. She really is beautiful."
Dai Luolan handed Little Jiu a bottle of wine and threw an arm around his shoulders with great swagger.
"Come on, big sis will drink with you until we drop. Don't treat me like your woman; treat me as a friend instead. Tell me what's on your mind."
At that moment, she did not seem like a woman at all.
"If I tell you, everyone will know by tomorrow. Do you think I'm stupid?"
Little Jiu smacked Dai Luolan irritably. She was deeply annoyed. Little Jiu had gotten addicted to hitting her; men all had this awful habit. She immediately sat down, leaving him no chance to strike again.
Getting along with Dai Luolan was very pleasant.
He could treat her like one of the guys. She was skilled at drinking and finger-guessing games alike, and with her carefree personality, he never had to worry about saying the wrong thing.
Of course, he could also treat her as a confidante.
After all, drinking with such a valiant, dashing woman was quite interesting. And even if he got drunk, there was nothing to worry about—she was still his wife.
That was why Little Jiu had always liked spending time with Dai Luolan.
In the end, he took one long look at Bibi Dong, standing proudly above the Dark Night Temple, sighed, and pulled Dai Luolan into his arms.
Little Jiu's ship soon vanished beyond the horizon.
At last, Yuan Dong