Chapter 790: Chapter 790

"Damn it! What are you doing, you dead dog? Get down from there now," Zhang Xiaohao said, clearly annoyed.

"Woof woof!" The little runt growled softly.

Batting its pitiful eyes, it continued to act cute.

"Fine! You win," Zhang Xiaohao said, rolling his eyes.

He flipped his right hand and took out a low-grade Spirit Stone from the Shennong Ring and passed it over.

The little runt swallowed it in one gulp, its charming eyes still fixated on Zhang Xiaohao.

"Damn! You want more?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed under his breath.

"Woof woof!" The little runt let out another ingratiating bark.

"Considering your performance this time wasn’t too bad, I’ll give you a bit more," Zhang Xiaohao said.

He took out fifty low-grade Spirit Stones from the Shennong Ring and tossed them onto the ground.

Grabbing the little runt by the scruff of its neck with his right hand, he lifted it off himself.

"You listen here, you dead dog. After these, there are no more! If you dare to disturb my good time today, heh, you’ll see how I’ll deal with you!" Zhang Xiaohao threatened.

He set it down on the ground, pushed off with his foot, and dashed upstairs like lightning.

No sooner had he reached the second floor than a stunning figure flashed before him, blocking his way.

The woman in front of him was clad in a moon-white nightgown, underneath which was a whole lot of nothing.

Her proud figure was perfectly accentuated against the backdrop of the moon-white robe.

The arrival said nothing, simply stretching out a fair and delicate hand to pinch Zhang Xiaohao’s ear.

"Zhang Xiaohao, you bastard! Do you even know how to come home?" Cheng Qingsu, disguised as Cheng Tianxue, scolded.

"Xue’er, your scent has changed! Why have you started using jasmine-scented perfume?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Hmph! You scoundrel, save me those useless excuses. I’m asking you, where have you been all these days? Do you have me in your heart? Do you still consider me your wife?" Cheng Qingsu said sternly, though she was inwardly beaming with glee.

"No, you’re not Xue’er! You’re that girl Qingsu," Zhang Xiaohao stated seriously.

His eyes were fixed on Cheng Qingsu’s chest.

Meeting Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze, Cheng Qingsu panicked inside, knowing she had given herself away.

She immediately let go of Zhang Xiaohao’s ear and flung herself into his arms, cooing seductively.

"Brother-in-law, you catch on quick! You realized it so soon."

"Even though you and Xue’er are twins, with the same height and looks, you have different auras! And the most important point, Xue’er’s buns are bigger than yours! Next to hers, yours are just steamed dumplings!" Zhang Xiaohao shook his head and said.

"Brother-in-law, what about this then? Does it feel good?" Cheng Qingsu giggled.

Holding Zhang Xiaohao’s arm, she swayed and deliberately rubbed it back and forth against her chest.

"Too small, it’s not comfortable!" Zhang Xiaohao declared.

"Hmph! You’re just talking nonsense!" Cheng Qingsu pouted her seductive, fiery lips.

"You know me, your brother-in-law. I always say it like it is, I never talk nonsense!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"The look of enjoyment on your face has already betrayed you," Cheng Qingsu said.

"This isn’t enjoyment, this is agony! Do you understand agony? Nah, probably not, considering you’re just a naive girl," Zhang Xiaohao said, shaking his head.

"Hmph! Come with me," Cheng Qingsu ordered.

She pulled Zhang Xiaohao towards a room on the side.

"What do you want to do? I’m warning you, don’t mess around, I’m very conservative," Zhang Xiaohao said, crossing his arms.

"Brother-in-law, stop pretending. After all this time, I’ve got you figured out! I know you have treasures on you, so can you give me some?" Cheng Qingsu asked.

"No!" Zhang Xiaohao answered.

"Brother-in-law, what about this?" Cheng Qingsu said with a mischievous smile.

The right hand moved down, gripping the fire hydrant of generous size.

"It’s not a matter of whether to give or not, but of having or not," Zhang Xiaohao said seriously. Updates are released by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕥⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥

The zipper was yanked open, and the large fire hydrant leaped out.

"Brother-in-law, I am your little auntie after all. As the saying goes! The little auntie is the brother-in-law’s intimate little demon. Could you really be so heartless to me?" Cheng Qingsu pleaded adorably.

"Sigh! Qingsu, you know me. If I really had something good, I’d have given it to you," Zhang Xiaohao said.

The moment Zhang Xiaohao finished speaking, he was enveloped in warmth.

His little auntie was actually kneeling on the ground.

Her little mouth moving back and forth...

A quarter of an hour later.

Under various indescribably stimulating circumstances, Zhang Xiaohao shamelessly satisfied himself.

"Sigh! You girl, why are you in such a hurry? Couldn’t you wait until I finished talking?" Zhang Xiaohao said helplessly, shrugging his shoulders.

"Brother-in-law, after what I’ve done for you, can you really be so cruel?" Cheng Qingsu said pitifully.

"Give me your storage bag!" Zhang Xiaohao demanded.

"Mhm." Cheng Qingsu nodded excitedly, taking out her storage bag and handing it over.

Zhang Xiaohao flipped his hand, took out one hundred low-grade spirit stones, and some elixirs used for cultivation and placed them into the storage bag.

"Alright, I’ve given you everything!" Zhang Xiaohao declared.

"Thank you, brother-in-law!" Cheng Qingsu pecked Zhang Xiaohao’s face with a lightning-fast kiss, flung the door open, and hurried out.

"Sigh! Actually, even if you hadn’t done that, I would have given it to you. Why so hasty? Can’t you wait for me to finish speaking?" Zhang Xiaohao said helplessly, shrugging his shoulders.

Cheng Qingsu, who had just stepped out of the room, nearly fell flat on her face upon hearing this.

"Brother-in-law, you’re actually playing me! Just you wait, it’s not over between us!" Cheng Qingsu thought angrily.

She opened the door and walked out.

Heading to her own room.

Zhang Xiaohao walked into his bedroom excitedly and closed the door behind him.

Heading towards the room inside.

As he opened the door, trying to contain his fiery excitement, Zhang Xiaohao peered inside.

The room was empty, not a soul in sight.

"Eh! Where is everyone? Didn’t they say they’d wait for me upstairs? I’m here now, where are you all?" Zhang Xiaohao muttered.

He entered the bedroom.

After closing the door, sounds of running water and the laughter of Cheng Tianxue and Su Ruobai echoed from the bathroom.

"Ah! I’m hurt!" Zhang Xiaohao curled the corner of his mouth with a mischievous smile, deliberately yelled out loud, exaggeratingly, and knocked over a chair, tumbling to the ground.

With a face showing excruciating pain, he was the spitting image of a living movie star!

The bathroom door swung open, and Cheng Tianxue and Su Ruobai hurriedly rushed out.

"Ah! Zhang Xiaohao, what’s wrong with you?" The two women exclaimed anxiously, seeing Zhang Xiaohao in that state.

They rushed over, embraced Zhang Xiaohao, and helped him up from the ground.

"During the fight just now, that old rascal hit me with a palm strike. The force went straight to my heart, making me feel a burning discomfort all over my body, as if I’m about to explode!" Zhang Xiaohao pretended to be in agony as he spoke.