But they definitely would have tasted really sour if you gnawed on them!
Xiao Ye didn’t have the nerve to say it out loud, and under Gu Qingcheng’s gaze, he shook his head and said, "It’s nothing."
*He must think I have some flaw, but for some reason, he didn’t find it appropriate to bring it up.*
Ten minutes later, the trimming was done.
Xiao Ye lifted them up, put them in front of Ziran’s face, and said, "Ziran, did I trim them nicely? Not any worse than you, right?"
Ziran pushed his feet away with a disgusted look, face full of contempt,
"Get them away from me, they stink."
Xiao Ye took a sniff, "They don’t stink."
"You’re such a perv, you even sniff them." Ziran was speechless.
Gu Qingcheng hurried to take them back, put her shoes on, then hopped twice on the floor, feeling pretty pleased.
The Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng laughed in her mind, "Xiaogu, what do you think, isn’t your husband an old creep?"
Gu Qingcheng nodded and replied, "Yeah."
"I hadn’t realized before, but now I really get it."
"I’ve never even smelled my own feet, but he sniffed them several times."
*If Xiao Ye knew the conversation they were having, his face would probably go dark. His entire life, Xiao Ye prided himself on being honest, upright, and cheerful—a proper, sunny guy.*
*Since when did he become an old creep?*
Old creep, basically meant dirty old man.
The Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng slapped her forehead, "Oh shoot, I nearly forgot. You should put on some black stockings, your husband would totally be all over you."
"If I remember right, he’s even got a collection of those."
Gu Qingcheng’s eyes went wide, "Xiao Ye’s got weird kinks like that too?"
She glanced at Xiao Ye deeply, a smile appearing on her pretty face.
*No matter what he’s like, she was totally stuck to him for life.*
The Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng said, "There’s a ton you don’t know, but it’s all harmless stuff anyway."
"But honestly, if you use any of those tricks, if you use those girl-baiting skills, you’ll attract your husband even more."
Gu Qingcheng started to think about it.
The Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng thought for a moment, then gritted her teeth, "You’ve got to catch that flower thief."
"Back then, I didn’t have a good impression of your husband. When that crowd of women chased him down at the City Lord’s Mansion, I just subconsciously assumed he’d tricked them all, stolen their cultivation resources, and my attitude toward him got even worse."
"Back in those days, I had a seriously rough patch with your husband."
"That flower thief was the last straw!"
"You have to catch him and punish him."
Gu Qingcheng showed a fierce expression, "Don’t worry, I’m going to catch him, too! Whoever dares to slander the man I’ve set my eyes on, no matter who it is, it’s not happening."
Jiang Xue’an’s consciousness had been monitoring every corner of Hang City, when suddenly her eyes lit up.
"That guy just showed up!"
"Master, Mistress, wait here for a sec."
With a flash, Jiang Xue’an vanished, and ten seconds later, she reappeared, dragging some guy by the neck in front of the three of them.
She tossed him to the ground, the flower thief’s head smacking the floor so hard he saw stars.
Everyone looked over. Somehow this guy had managed a disguise—he looked about thirty percent like Xiao Ye in both body and face.
But if you looked closely he was way older and a lot scuzzier than Xiao Ye.
Especially those beady little eyes, they looked so cold and sneaky, just uncomfortable to see.
Xiao Ye strolled over, interested, looked down, and said,
"Only a Revered rank, huh."
"Your disguise sucks, man, not even close."
The flower thief’s pupils shrank. He’d run into the real deal.
And right next to him was the Hang City Empress!
*Inside, he just felt terrified. He was so screwed.*
The flower thief wiped his face, dropping his disguise.
He was a sleazy-looking middle-aged man.
The flower thief pulled a long face, "Xiao Ye, sir, if I could perfectly disguise myself as you, would I really need to con those ugly chicks out of their feelings?"
"I’d just find myself a rich cougar and get her to sugar-mommy me!"
Xiao Ye laughed, "You know me?"
The flower thief’s eyes glowed with admiration, "Of course, you’re the number one youth in all of Dragon Country. Don’t be fooled by how old I look, I’m only 20. It’s just this life-burning innate skill of mine that made me look this old."
"I was a prodigy from Devil City too."
Xiao Ye’s mouth twitched, "No kidding, you really do look old."
Ziran came over, trying to stomp on his head, but Xiao Ye stopped her.
The flower thief perked up, "Xiao Ye, sir, I’m actually your fan. Could you let me go? I swear I’ll never pretend to be you again."
Xiao Ye ignored him and said to Ziran, "Why would you step on him? You trying to reward him?"
The flower thief, "..."
Ziran rolled her eyes, "Xiao Ye, your logic is really something."
"So how do you want to handle this guy, just let him go?"
The flower thief looked at Xiao Ye, hope on his face.
Xiao Ye was about to speak when Gu Qingcheng walked over with a cold snort, a wave of oppressive energy spreading out.
The flower thief shuddered, coughed up a mouthful of black blood, and his face filled with terror as he begged,
"Hang City Empress, please spare me, I’ll give all those cultivation resources back to those ugly chicks and make amends."
"Once I’ve done that, I’ll get out of Hang City immediately and never set foot here again!"
*He felt like crying, but had no tears. The one day he’d left Hang City, the moment he came back he got grabbed by a total knockout of a beauty.*
*Otherwise, he’d totally keep scamming people as Xiao Ye for profit.*
Gu Qingcheng’s face was ice cold, her look one you’d give the dead. She frowned,
"Since you did this, you have to pay the price."
Gu Qingcheng’s face changed, she smiled, "Xiao Ye, how do you want to punish him?"
Xiao Ye shrugged and said,
"He’s my fan, I always give my fans special treatment."
"Hey, you can go. Just don’t ever let me see you again. Next time, you’re toast."
The flower thief’s face filled with gratitude, but deep in his eyes a glint of malice shimmered. He knocked his head on the floor three times, bang bang bang, and said,
"Xiao Ye, sir, thank you so much! I swear you’ll never see this ratty face of mine again."
Xiao Ye nodded, waved him off, and turned his head.
Now back in his true appearance, the flower thief was overjoyed, excitement all over his face. He bolted away so fast you’d think he wished he had four legs.
Ziran looked at Xiao Ye, shocked, "You just let him walk?"
Gu Qingcheng saw Xiao Ye in a whole new light, again.
Xiao Ye could be so magnanimous, so open-minded!
*A guy who didn’t care about the small stuff—no wonder he was such a sensation across the galaxy.*
Xiao Ye’s mouth twitched, "Who said I let him off the hook? If you mess with me, Xiao Ye, there’s always a price. I give him hope, then take it away, let him learn his lesson. Maybe next life he’ll know better than to mess with me."
"Xiaonannan, bring him back!"
Jiang Xue’an’s pretty eyes lit up and she chirped, "You got it, Master!"
She flickered away, vanishing again.
*Just pretend I didn’t say anything before.*
The Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng giggled, "Your husband is sure a sly one."
Gu Qingcheng nodded, her face complicated, "He really is."
Three seconds later, Jiang Xue’an reappeared by their side, dragging the flower thief.
Bam! With a thud, she slammed him to the floor again.
The flower thief was totally dazed from getting slammed, but when he looked up, all he saw was Xiao Ye’s bright and sunny grin.
"Hey, looks like we meet again," Xiao Ye said with a smirk.