"This idea isn’t bad!" Jiang Nuo exclaid with delight, imdiately imagining what the key that could change the world would look like. His first thought was of his wife’s favorite white rose flower.
So, a golden key outlined with rose flowers appeared in mid-air.
It was about the length of a palm, the width of a finger, with intricately carved rose branches, a loop at the top, and a slightly raised end.
The Black Dragon’s lips twitched: [Could you be any more effeminate?]
"This isn’t being effeminate; it’s true love for my wife!" Jiang Nuo kissed the key and handed it to Mu Qiuniang. "Wife, you keep this. When I need it in the future, you can pass it to ."
"You don’t need to give it to ; you keep it yourself. You’ll need it more often." Mu Qiuniang refused to take it. She had no use for it in her hand.
[Instead of giving this to your wife, why not give her a ’key’ to freely co and go? That way it would be convenient for her to find you.] The Black Dragon flicked its tail as it spoke.
Its enormous tail swept up a strong wind in the air, making the grass on the prairie bow down.
Several animals that were resting at night were startled and looked around vigilantly.
"Yes, Mr. Black Dragon is really smart, knowing what my wife needs." Jiang Nuo forged another ’key,’ similar in design to his own, only in silvery white, making it even more refined.
He handed it to Mu Qiuniang.
Only then did Mu Qiuniang accept it.
[Alright, now that day and night are set, I’m going to sleep. You two take your ti strolling.] With that, the Black Dragon vanished into the night.
Jiang Nuo wrapped his arm around Mu Qiuniang’s waist, "Wife, let’s go and admire the moonlight!"
Mu Qiuniang gave him a sideways glance, "Didn’t you just say you were hungry?"
"Hehehe... They say beauty is a al. With a wife as beautiful as this, my hunger is already sated."
"You’re such a flatterer."
...
The couple joked as they found a place to settle down.
On both sides were towering trees dozens of ters high, with a not-too-large open space in between, and a blue lake as still as a mirror not far away, with the golden crescent moon seemingly within reach to be picked up.
Jiang Nuo transford into a white blanket, spread it on the grass, and let Mu Qiuniang sit down.
He busied himself setting up a fire and even went to the lake to catch a few fish to prepare for grilling.
Mu Qiuniang sat on the blanket, resting her chin in her hands, quietly watching his busy silhouette. Her gaze was as gentle as water, even gentler than the moonlight falling on her.
Jiang Nuo, busy with his work, occasionally turned back. Seeing the gaze of his wife, he grinned with satisfaction. An indescribable sense of fulfillnt surged through him. He even wished that ti would freeze at this mont, making their happiness eternal.
Although Jiang Nuo’s movents seed graceful, his cooking skill wasn’t that great. The poor fish was in a sorry state after he attempted to scale it. It likely had no idea its end would be so tragic!
The worst was yet to co when Jiang Nuo slit open the abdon, leaving a huge gash.
With the sa tree branch, he skewered it from head to tail, yet couldn’t get the alignnt right, making it look odd.
"Wife, it’s ready to grill!"
Eagerly placing the fish on the stand, he didn’t want Mu Qiuniang to lift a finger. He took out so spices from his Space Ring, saring and sprinkling them everywhere under her guidance.
Soon, the aroma of the fish drifted out, and it seed to be quite appetizing.
Jiang Nuo took it down and tasted it first.
His handso face imdiately contorted, "Wife, you better not eat it; it’s a bit unappetizing..."
"It doesn’t matter! I like anything you make." Mu Qiuniang didn’t mind and took the fish from his hand to eat.
The fish Jiang Nuo made was truly curious. It looked normal, but once in the mouth, it was strangely numbing to the taste buds, making everything else tasteless.
"Wife, are you okay?" Jiang Nuo nervously observed Mu Qiuniang.
He knew his creation was typically inedible. But since his wife had eaten it before without issues, this ti should be fine too, right?
However, if he let her cook, she’d be busy with him for so long, and he couldn’t bear it...
"I’m fine!" Mu Qiuniang reminded him, "Your fish is about to burn."
Jiang Nuo turned his head and indeed found the remaining fish on the rack was charred. In a fluster, he hurried to take them down: "Ow... it’s hot!"
"Be careful!"
"No worries, no worries! Wife, I’ll eat the rest, you don’t eat anymore..." He quickly stopped her as she reached for more.
"Weren’t they made for to eat?"
"They were, but the taste is just..."
"Don’t worry, I won’t be affected. Didn’t I eat it before?"
"That’s different. I wasn’t aware then, but now that I am, you shouldn’t eat it." Jiang Nuo expressed sheepishly.
Mu Qiuniang couldn’t help but laugh, blooming like thousands of snow lotuses: "Weren’t you always aware that it was dark cuisine? If not for knowing I wouldn’t be affected, why would you cook it? It couldn’t be just for you to eat, could it?"
A galaxy seed to be hidden in her eyes, sparkling with starry light.
"I wanted to make it for you, but I thought, now that I’m the Creator God, there should be so improvent, right?" Jiang Nuo took her small hand, giving it a pinch.
The soft flesh felt great to the touch!
It’s said that feeling content leads to desire, and he was sowhat tempted.
"And you didn’t expect it to still be so bad?"
"Yes! Even as the Creator God, my cooking skill is still terrible. Wife, will I never be able to cook a decent al for you in this life?" Jiang Nuo felt a bit vexed.
"It’s okay, nobody’s perfect. There are things I can’t do either." Mu Qiuniang held his hand in comfort.
"I never noticed; it seems there’s nothing you can’t do in this world. Wife, you’re so amazing. How did I get so lucky to marry you? No wonder so many envy and want to replace ." He lifted her hand to his lips with a cheeky grin and gave it a light kiss.
"You..." Mu Qiuniang was a bit helpless, shaking her head. Once again, he was teasing her. When would he finally stop bringing this up?
"Wife, the night is so lovely here, why don’t we..." He raised his eyebrows at her, a face full of mischief.
In the moonlight, his handso face was particularly alluring, with focused eyes and a playful smirk, shrouding him in a hazy glow.
"Why don’t we what?" Mu Qiuniang felt slightly uneasy. She hoped it wasn’t what she thought; otherwise, at this ti of night, even if no one would see, doing such things with the grass as a bed and the sky as a blanket would be too embarrassing, right?
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