Evil Doctor and Savage Woman: Taming a Snake as a Husband

Chapter 294 My name is Jiu, Shen Qijiu.

"Your wife... wife..." I didn't expect him to say that, so I hesitated for a while, and then asked him with a smile, "Which wife are you asking?"

Han Moyu was taken aback: "I have many wives?"

"Of course, you turned out to be a big radish, and you have more wives." After putting a piece of venison on his small plate, I picked up his glass and drank the wine. : "Think about it..."

Han Moyu was quiet for a long time, looking at the wine glass that I drank, without saying a word.

It wasn't until a while before he asked me in a low voice, "Why are you crying?"

"Did I cry?" I touched my face and sniffed my nose twice, oh...it seemed a little wet, so I explained: "That may be because the wine is too spicy...the wine is too spicy, wine."

"liquor……"

"Yeah, wine."

He stared blankly at the wine glass and didn't move... Hey, what a waste of my good reminder, I suddenly realized a problem, is he crazy or doesn't know my previous name at all!
This is a bad dish, I'm still reminding myself...

Just when I sighed and decided to give up, he answered my question: "Yes, wine!"

"Wine?" I raised my eyes, did he know?
"Do you recognize Tang Meng?"

"What?" I looked at him with great interest, but I didn't expect that it was Tang Meng who asked the first question.

Feeling a little discouraged, but fortunately, he still remembers a name after 1000 years.

"Tang Meng said that she changed my wife's body... Then a fairy in white said that her name was Jiu'er."

"Yes, yes—and then?"

I don't know how much I regret that I didn't introduce myself when he first became a dragon. In fact, I forgot whether I introduced myself. But now it seems that 1000 years have passed. It doesn't seem to matter whether I introduced myself or not. That's so important... It's pretty good that he can remember Tang Meng and Jiu'er.

Han Moyu was still remembering, finally lowered his head, and said depressedly: "Then...he suppressed my Dragon Ball, and when he wakes up, he will go to Liulihe."

"Uh." As soon as I covered my face, I really felt inexplicably pitiful. This is why I was shot while lying down.

But it's much simpler, he already knows about the change of body, so can I speak directly?
I weighed it carefully in my heart, and decided that it would be better to tell the truth... In this way, he might still believe me.

I didn't mention his wife's affairs first, and said something else.

"You know, isn't Tang Meng Tang Meng?"

"Ok?"

So I roughly told him that there was a nightmare that captured the soul of his ex-wife, Tang Meng, and used a white snake to disguise her soul as Tang Meng and put her soul into his wife's body, and then Balabala told the story There was a lot of talking about Mengmai wanting to have a baby, and then the Snake Emperor came and wanted to eat him.Finally, when he was confused, he asked a question.

"Do you know what my name is?"

"what's your name?"

After I smiled enigmatically, I put the wine glass in front of him again: "My name is Jiu, Shen Qijiu."

Han Moyu looked at the wine glasses on the table, and said, "What a coincidence."

"...!" I almost knocked my forehead on the table: "Coincident?"

"Yeah." Han Moyu still had that dead fish face, then stood up silently from the table: "You eat first, I'll go out for a while."

"What are you going to do?"

He didn't answer me, just stood up and left without looking back.

Eh?Where did I get the situation right... Why did I make him angry?
Sigh... If I were to tell you the truth, I have mentioned it to this point, but why is he just not enlightened like a bitter melon? ? ?

I was so depressed that I really didn't know what to do, so I could only drink away my worries, drank most of the remaining pot of wine, and then smirked at the sunset outside the window.

"Alcohol is an illusion! Life is like a drunken dream. From the day I opened my eyes, Shen Qi and Shen Qijiu are not the same person! I want to have a new life, to be who I like to be, It is the right way to recklessly squander the second life I picked up for nothing!"

"Master, I am very happy now!"

"Super happy!"

"hapiness……"

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Han Moyu didn't go far here, and kept walking around the four outer circles of the house, non-stop.

Although he is now a little autistic, it is not that his brain is not easy to use.

His heart was flustered, since he came out of that room, he couldn't be quiet all the time, her whole head was filled with what she said: My name is Jiu, Shen Qijiu.

He knew very well what she said, she was saying that she might be the soul of his wife whose body was changed...

Even if he didn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it, but his physical behavior in the past few days had clearly told him that they must be very familiar.

That's why he asked this doubt, hoping to get some information from her.

Even every accidental touch is as familiar as it has been touched a thousand times. Now that his palm is grasping, he can know the thickness of her arms and wrists.

When she called his name, she responded unexpectedly quickly, as if she should have been called by her and had heard it tens of thousands of times.

The strange thing is, all this is not the body he imagined in his mind, but the current one...

When he asked, he had expected her to say in person: I am the person you are looking for.

But now that she really said that, he was dumbfounded.

Han Moyu was very confused, he didn't know what to do now, why did he ask her such a thing in a hurry, and why did she tell him?
Now that she has a family and a child, what can he do?
These three years have changed so much, what can he say to her again?Say you are familiar with it?Then forcefully break up her home?
He felt he couldn't do it.

He even felt that he shouldn't ask any more questions, and this topic should stop here.

She will have her happy life, but she just pretends she doesn't know it, everything ends here, that's all.

When Han Moyu thought it through, and returned to the house with heavy steps, Shen Qijiu was already drunk on the table, muttering: "Wine...hehehe."

The smell of alcohol is all over the body, but the sweet fragrance that seems to be in the body still cannot be dissipated. To be honest, there is no special fragrance, but the moment I smell it, I feel very sweet.

This kind of sweetness mixed with the smell of alcohol is especially intoxicating, even...it made him not be driven by his brain at all, he opened his arms, leaned over her, and hugged her body.

"Huh—" She felt being hugged by him, turned her head intuitively, smiled drunkenly, turned around and put her arms around his neck, hanging on him: "You're back."

"Yeah." The smell of alcohol came out of her mouth, and she hiccupped, choking and coughing for a long time. Han Moyu smiled helplessly, but she quit: "What are you laughing at?!"

"Laugh at you."

"What's so funny about me." She shook her head in a daze for a while, hung her feet on his waist presumptuously, and whispered against her lips: "I miss you so much..."

There was a momentary throbbing, just like when she saw her for the first time that year, she also bullied her body directly on top of him, scolding: I call you husband, so what should you call me?
The enchantment and charm of that time were tightly held in his heart, and they hadn't changed for so many years.

But now, facing this woman who looks slightly similar to that face, he seems to have seen her back then, including that flying face, misty demeanor... None of which can be copied by Liu Ruxuan's similarity .

The resemblance of the soul really cannot be replicated.

Han Moyu sighed, more and more acquiescing to what she said just now, but after thinking of this incident, he subconsciously pushed her away.

"Damn—so dizzy." She cursed angrily, pointing to the bedside: "Put me on your back! Quick!"

The hand that had just been released stopped because of this sentence. Han Moyu looked at the bedside and followed the instructions unexpectedly. Before his mind could figure it out, his body had already started to move.

After putting her on the bed, he planned to leave, but she still hung around his neck dishonestly, pulling her down all the way until she stuck to his lips with a smile.

"Where are you going?"

Han Moyu sighed, his whole heart was in turmoil, and in the end he didn't pull a single drunkard, and was pulled directly to the bed by her, and fell beside him.

After an unknown amount of time, she began to snore, pouting her lips and sound asleep. In his opinion, she was still extremely sweet.

Without holding back for a moment, he engraved his lips on her pouty pink lips, closed his eyes, and sighed.

"What should I do with you..."

(End of this chapter)