"Who said I was moved?"
"I would never be moved!"
Cheng Buzheng looked at his obviously insincere wife and said with a smile, "Not moved?"
"Not at all!"
"Definitely, absolutely not. You saw wrong!"
"Oh! Then let's say your husband saw wrong!"
"What do you mean, 'let's say'?"
"..."
After fooling around for a while, Murong Wanwan nestled against Cheng Buzheng's chest and softly said, "Oh, right!"
"I have a gift for Husband too."
As she spoke, Murong Wanwan, pressed against Cheng Buzheng's chest, unknowingly had a faint blush creep up to the roots of her ears.
However!
Cheng Buzheng did not notice this detail. A hint of curiosity appeared in his eyes as he asked with a smile, "Oh?"
"What gift?"
"That has to stay secret for now!"
As she said this, Murong Wanwan, nestled in Cheng Buzheng's arms, gave her slender waist a slight twist, tapped the ground with her foot, and retreated several steps before saying, "Husband, please leave the quiet room first!"
"I need to make some preparations for this gift."
Seeing how mysteriously secretive his wife was being, Cheng Buzheng did not spoil her fun.
After all, he would be leaving Immortal Alliance City shortly. When they met again, it would likely be many years from now.
At this thought!
Naturally, he did not refuse. He nodded with a smile and said, "Then your husband shall wait and see!"
Immediately after, Cheng Buzheng left the quiet room.
The instant he stepped through the quiet room's doors, they shut on their own.
Looking at the tightly sealed doors before him, Cheng Buzheng could not help but begin to speculate.
"What gift could my wife be giving me?"
"Spirit pills and wondrous medicines to improve cultivation?"
"No!
My wife knows that I have already advanced to the