Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

.

It finally stopped.

Chi Buwan stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling as if her whole being had been changed, inside and out.

"Master."

Xiao Wuli's face suddenly replaced the ceiling and appeared above.

Is it too late?!?!?!?!

Not a buddy!

Didn't we say we'd stopped?

Are you coming again?

Chi Buwan's pupils trembled slightly, and Xiao Wuli saw it. His thin lips paused, and he swallowed back the words he wanted to say. His long, slender fingers with cold, heavy knuckles curled up, his eyelashes lowered, and he slowly moved them away. He lowered his head and sat down to the side, saying in a muffled voice, "This disciple knows his mistake."

Chi Buwan sat up and looked at Xiao Wuli, who was hanging his head and looking dejected. He thought: ?

He quickly realized that his reaction had hurt his wife's feelings. After a moment of silence, he said helplessly, "Don't leave..."

Hearing the sound, Xiao Wuli looked up at him.

She met his aggrieved dark eyes not long after.

Is it too late?:...........

What to do if your wife is spoiled?

There's only one way—spoil them.

Before he could even reach out, Xiao Wuli slid in, her head brushing against his palm.

Is it too late? ......?

Xiao Wuli didn't think anything was wrong, and even looked at him with bright eyes, as if waiting for him to coax her.

It's not too late.

Arrogance stemming from favor.

Chi Buwan smiled slightly, patted his head, and said, "Alright, I misunderstood you just now. I had no other intention."

Xiao Wuli nodded.

"What did you want to say to your master just now?" Chi Buwan asked.

Xiao Wuli quietly took a deep breath, leaned her head towards his palm, and gently rubbed it. A bright smile overflowed from the corner of her eyes. "This disciple is very happy."

Stop now, no matter how late.

He's happy, and he knows it.

The more she did it, the more excited she became. She even got so excited that she boldly called out his name, and then she came. Her face turned red, and she buried her face in his collarbone, her head practically steaming.

Chi Buwan looked at his innocent wife, whose ear tips were slowly turning red, and smiled slightly. He slowly lowered his hand from rubbing his head, cupped his face, and looked at his eyebrows and eyes with delicate eyes. He pinched his cheek with his fingertips.

Once I get into bed, it's like I haven't eaten in eight lifetimes.

As soon as she got out of bed, she turned back into this well-behaved girl.

Why are you being so well-behaved?

When you're happy, just tell yourself it.

Chi Buwan replied, "I understand."

Xiao Wuli turned her head and touched his palm, her eyes filled with happiness and tenderness, as if she had the joy of possessing the whole world, and slowly smiled, revealing her teeth.

Then he became obsessed with Chi Buwan.

Pretty.

very beautiful.

It's unbelievably beautiful from any angle and at any time.

I found the treasure.

Chi Buwan's eyes softened as he looked at her, her gaze filled with tenderness.

Then he captivated Xiao Wuli.

Xiao Wuli's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he looked at his master, who was smiling in front of him, and slowed his breathing.

Master is beautiful, with captivating peach blossom eyes that are slightly upturned at the corners and a lighter pupil color, which softens the alluring charm. But at this moment, his smile dispels the cold mist and shatters the light, like crystal in a clear spring, adding a touch of gentle tenderness.

Even after becoming a god, his master exuded a faint divine aura, making him even more unapproachable. Yet, the marks of his kisses still lingered on her slender white neck, a possessive and defiant gesture.

Looking into Xiao Wuli's increasingly deep black eyes, Chi Buwan tightened her grip on his cheek slightly.

Xiao Wuli felt the pain, blinked her long eyelashes, and came back to her senses. Her dark eyes instantly became much clearer.

After Chi Buwan saw that he was normal, she breathed a sigh of relief and slowly lowered her hand. Then she saw the red mark on his cheek that he had pinched.

He paused, subconsciously reached out to wipe it off, but couldn't, so he raised his chin to cover it up and kissed the reddened cheek.

The red marks that had been pinched out did not dissipate, but were covered by another layer of translucent red.

Chi Buwan looked at Xiao Wuli, who was blushing, and paused for a moment.

Xiao Wuli had done everything, but he was still shy when he took the initiative to kiss her.

Chi Buwan shifted her gaze, turned her head to look at the clean and odorless room, and decided to get up and take Xiao Wuli away from the room temporarily.

There are too many memories here, and he was afraid that Xiao Wuli would get up if he just glanced at the telephone pole.

Xiao Wuli had already dressed him; all he needed to do to get out of bed was put on a coat.

My feet touched the ground, and I felt no discomfort whatsoever.

Becoming a god makes all the difference; the recovery ability is exceptionally powerful.

Xiao Wuli realized his intention and got out of bed to pick up his clothes and put them on him.

Chi Buwan looked at Xiao Wuli, whose cheeks were flushed as he held her clothes, paused for a moment, and then raised his hand.

Xiao Wuli quickly put on his clothes, but instead of immediately walking out, he stood there for a while, making sure that Xiao Wuli wouldn't come back to tear his clothes, before he was finally relieved.

"Let's go, let's see the sun," Chi Buwan said.

I don't know how long it's been since he went out, but his skin has gotten a little whiter.

Three months? Four months?

...Could it be five months?!

No, no, no, that's impossible. He only took three cans of aphrodisiac pills. He still has two cans left, so it will take him at most four months.

Seven months later, after a long absence, he stepped out of his room and stretched lazily in the sunlight, only to realize something was wrong.

Xiao Wuli followed behind and draped a fur cloak over him. The soft, white fur brushed against his cheeks, causing a ticklish sensation.

Chi Buwan put his hand down and looked at the scene outside the door in a daze.

The snow outside the door was piled high, the pine branches drooped slightly under the weight, and the tips of the branches were covered with translucent icicles that shimmered with tiny sparkles. The sun was not scorching, but rather warm and pleasant.

Is it too late?

Wasn't it summer when he entered through this door?

Why is it winter now?

If he had common sense, it would be obvious that... at least six months have passed.

Is it too late?:...........

Six months, half a year.

Are you crazy?

How come it's even more exaggerated than the original novel "Rebellion Against the Heavens"?

Although "Against the Heavens" mentions nightly pleasures, it's only nightly! He's completely oblivious to day and night!!

Chi Buwan turned to look at Xiao Wuli and met his eyes, which had been shining brightly at him from the beginning, looking incredibly obedient.

It's not too late.

He has only himself to blame.

It's his fault for always indulging and spoiling Xiao Wuli.

...When others are in love, if their wife sheds a single tear, they'll slaughter an entire city; when he's in love, if his wife sheds a single tear, he'll get beaten up a hundred times.

It wasn't long before they decided they couldn't continue to indulge Xiao Wuli like this.

He needs to learn to say "no" to Xiao Wuli's tears!

"Master, is it okay if we stay up tonight?" Xiao Wuli's expectant voice rang in his ears.

Chi Buwan: "Mm."

My body was held tightly, and my cheek was pressed against it, just like being pounced on by a large dog.

"This disciple will do his best!"

and many more!

What did he promise?

Is it too late?.........

Chi Buwan remembered her decision from a moment ago, her gaze turned serious, and she turned her head slightly to meet Xiao Wuli's dark eyes, seeing the joy in them.

Stop now, no matter how late.

...He only said "no" to Xiao Wuli's tears, but he didn't say "no" to his happiness.

Once again, Chi Buwan betrayed his own conscience by not uttering a word of refusal.