Who said my wife is a monster?

Chapter 523: Old Couple, Bow Chain

Ding, ding, ding——

The sound of metal colliding was heard, and sparks flew everywhere.

As the forging hammer fell down again and again, rolling heat waves burst out and raged.

"call--"

Qiu Buhuan was only wearing a single piece of clothing, and his proud and voluptuous body trembled as he exerted force, bouncing in a dazzling arc. Drops of sweat flowed down his skin, and under the reflection of the fire, it seemed to be stained with a touch of holy afterglow.

She stared at the forging platform where the flames were surging, her face full of solemn concentration. The embryo of the instrument gradually took shape under her hands, faintly emitting a deep and mysterious aura.

After a long while, a mysterious light suddenly shone in the secret room.

".It's done."

Qiu Buhuan then revealed a relieved smile, put down the forging hammer that was as hot as fire, and sealed the molded embryo with a mechanism.

She staggered two steps, closed her eyes and sighed. After three days of hard work, these precious materials finally paid off.

"Sister Qiu has worked hard today."

Yang Shifei quietly hugged her from behind and gently embraced her waist: "Would you like to sit down and rest for a while?"

Qiu Buhuan blushed slightly, turned back and said angrily: "I am all sweaty now, don't hug me suddenly"

"You and I are already an old married couple, why do you still mind these things?" Yang Shifei smiled: "Besides, Sister Qiu's soaking wet appearance is really irresistible."

"You are becoming more and more slick."

Although Qiu Buhuan blushed, her body quickly relaxed and softened, and she leaned into his arms obediently. "I've been forging weapons here these days, and I haven't been with you much. You have to come to see me."

Listening to the beautiful woman's increasingly gentle voice, Yang Shifei smiled and comforted her: "My wife works hard to protect the world, of course I can't support her more. Besides, it's rare to see Sister Qiu forging weapons, which is more beautiful than any dance music."

Qiu Buhuan pursed her red lips and glanced at him with amusement.

"Little fool, if you have the time to just stand there and look at me, why don't you go and practice with Sister Luo and the others?"

"Uh, Xian'er and the others are having some inconvenience right now."

“Huh?” Qiu Buhuan was slightly startled. Looking at Yang Shifei’s guilty expression, he quickly narrowed his eyes and smiled slyly, “So you came to me because you’ve tormented them enough?”

"Well, not really."

"Okay, why are you still hesitating at this point~"

Qiu Buhuan turned around and hugged her lazily, with a mischievous smile on his face: "We were originally worried about whether your body could handle it, but now it seems that we have to take good care of our bodies, otherwise we will be tormented by you one day."

As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and moved closer, and asked with interest, "Tell me, sister, how far have you progressed with that girl Liang Xin today?"

"There's no progress at all, it's just normal training." Yang Shifei laughed: "Sister Qiu still cares about this?"

"That girl's eyes when she looked at you were almost as sweet as honey, but she was just too reserved and timid."

Qiu Buhuan kissed his face gently: "How about, sister help you push it again?"

"No, it's better to do this step by step."

"Humph, you pervert~" Qiu Buhuan couldn't help laughing, and said slyly: "Sure enough, your mind is full of thoughts about Liang Xin's body."

Yang Shifei blushed when he heard this, and changed the subject as if feeling guilty, "I remember that the materials for the Taiwu Saint Soldier are extremely scarce. Where did Sister Qiu get so many forging materials this time?"

A gentle smile flashed across Qiu Buhuan's eyes, and he hugged the back of her neck and kissed her twice.

"Don't forget that both Xu and Zhao were attacked one after another. Although most of their sects and palaces were destroyed, their treasures would not disappear out of thin air."

The young woman stopped teasing and said in a caring and gentle voice, "Our people have gathered together forging materials from all over the world, which is enough to forge two or three more Taiwu Saint Weapons. We at Qianren Weapon Pond are mobilizing everyone to forge them as soon as possible."

She sighed with a hint of regret: "It's a pity that the holy weapon forged now still lacks a bit of spirituality, unlike Shuili in the past."

"You can't force it, don't take it too seriously." Yang Shifei smiled and touched her face: "Besides, if Shuili knew that there were suddenly so many 'brothers and sisters', she would probably be jealous."

Qiu Buhuan burst out laughing: "That's true."

With Shuili and the magic sword in the house, it is already noisy enough. If a few more holy weapons come to compete for favor, the night will probably be a mess.

"Okay, now that the embryo has been forged, let's go out and talk about it first."

Yang Shifei was just about to help the limp Qiu Buhuan out of the secret room when his wrist was gently pulled.

He stopped and looked down in confusion: "Sister Qiu, what's going on?"

"Little fool."

Qiu Buhuan's face was flushed with drunkenness, his eyes were filled with shyness, and he whispered, "You came all the way to see me, why don't you hurry up."

The young woman's slender hands gently stroked, stirring up a fiery passion. Her long, naked legs were ambiguously hooked around her waist, and her plump, mature, tall body twisted gently in her arms.

The single garment slipped off, and the white bones became claws, outlining a full and protruding curve, overflowing with sensual temptation that was enough to drive people crazy.

Yang Shifei's breathing gradually became hotter. He took advantage of the situation to hook his wife's legs and said with a low smile, "Since Sister Qiu invited me, I will naturally accompany you well."

"It's getting dark, don't do it for too long~"

click, click, click—

The sound of heels hitting the ground echoed long and long as the beauty walked briskly along the corridor.

Jasmine was carrying the hot meals she had just brought from home, with a faint smile on her pretty face and humming a cheerful tune.

She was naturally familiar with the Thousand Blade Weapon Pond which had just been built in the East City, and she quickly made her way to the 'Sect Master's Backyard', coming specially to help deliver a meal.

After all, Madam Qiu has been concentrating on forging holy weapons these days and has been very hard-working, so they have to take good care of her.

".Um?"

As soon as she entered the courtyard, Jasmine noticed something strange. There seemed to be some faint noise coming from the secret room, but it was not very clear.

"It seems that my husband has also come to see Mrs. Qiu, could it be that they are the two of them?"

Several absurd scenes flashed through Jasmine's mind, and her pretty face turned slightly red.

She quickly calmed herself down, stroked her chest and said to herself, "Madam Qiu is still forging the holy weapon. No matter how reckless my husband is, he shouldn't be so stupid as to—"

Just as she was thinking about it, Jasmine saw two large pieces of white dough printed on the window. They were larger than her head and were rubbing against the window.
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Jasmine's expression froze slightly, and half of her face was pressed against the window paper, vaguely visible, and it was vaguely visible that it was Mrs. Qiu.

But if you look closely at the expression on his face, it seems a little obscene.

“No, not really.”

Her face became increasingly rosy, and she suppressed her rapid heartbeat a little, then tiptoed into the secret room and took a look.

Seeing her husband doing the intense exercise of 'drawing a bow and shooting an arrow', Jasmine's face flushed instantly, and she almost dropped the food in her hands to the ground.

This movement quickly made Yang Shifei turn his head and look over, and the two sides' eyes met.

“Husband, husband.” Jasmine blushed and waved her hands repeatedly: “You guys continue, I’ll go out and wait for a while - eh?!”

Before she could finish her words, Yang Shifei grabbed her and she screamed in shame and panic:
"Wait a minute, Madam Qiu has fainted, I can't handle it alone—"

"It's okay, let's eat first."

"Husband! How can you kiss while eating? Mmm~"

(End of this chapter)