Chapter Four Hundred Twenty-Two: Mr. Sang 91
“… Blowing pillow talk… making them jealous and causing infighting…”
After Si Jingzhu finished her description, not just Sang Zhe, even Bai Ming and Zhang Xiaoying rubbed their foreheads in disbelief.
“… So we’ve been sweating it out all day just to go against these idiots with such low IQ?”
“Maybe they trust the Shadow Demon’s intel a bit too much,” Sang Zhe said as he leisurely sipped his tea. “But honestly, just looking at the Shadow Demon leader Ying Huan, it’s clear. These Demon Clan folks haven’t dealt with the Human Clan for so long that their brains have completely stiffened.”
“Their understanding of the Human Clan is all just stereotypes, too presumptuous. If it was a normal person, they might get tricked once or twice…”
But ironically, the girls who had been corrupted by demons were basically not normal at all.
Forget about the Shadow Demons.
Most of the time, they couldn’t even understand their own thought processes.
“Well, since the opportunity has presented itself, there’s no reason not to take advantage of it.”
Putting down his teacup, Sang Zhe murmured, “I was just fretting about how to delay the Demon Clan’s attack, you know.”
“Now, it seems we have an easy way out.”
Zhang Xiaoying and Bai Ming looked at him curiously.
“Since the enemy has given a proposal, let’s just play along with their wishes.”
“Let Sister Gu, the Sect Leader, and the Empress perform a little show to scare the Demon Clan. At least it can buy us a few more days.”
Sang Zhe chuckled: “I believe this should be easy for Sister Gu and the others.”
“Let them pull each other’s hair?” Bai Ming’s eyes sparkled. “Awesome! I love watching women fight!”
“You’re not allowed to go.”
In an instant, Sang Zhe dumped a bucket of cold water on Bai Ming’s enthusiasm: “You stay home and don’t go anywhere.”
“Especially you, Little Ying. Keep an eye on her and absolutely don’t let her get close to the Little Princess.”
Zhang Xiaoying blinked.
She wanted to tell her husband. It was too late.
Bai Ming immediately pouted in disappointment, bored and sulking.
“Alright, it’s getting late.”
Sang Zhe stretched and walked toward the bedroom: “Let’s go to bed early; we’ve got a ton of stuff to handle tomorrow.”
Zhang Xiaoying followed Sang Zhe into the room, preparing to help him change clothes.
Bai Ming, still not giving up, called from the doorway: “Hey, can I observe and take notes while you two do your thing tonight?”
“No! You can’t!”
With a bang, the door was slammed shut.
“Tsk, so stingy.”
Bai Ming sulked, pouting as she idly started cleaning up the dishes on the table.
As she tidied up, her imagination started to run wild with the suggestive atmosphere inside the room.
The newlywed couple, after a short separation, was bound to be full of longing for each other tonight, certainly entangled until dawn, unable to fall asleep.
I wonder what Sang Zhe and Zhang Xiaoying’s style is like when they’re doing the deed?
Gentle? Wild? Sappy or fiery?
Could it be that the gentle and demure Zhang Xiaoying turns into a cold and fierce S&M queen at night?
While Sang Zhe just ends up blindfolded and gagged, getting thoroughly whipped by Zhang Xiaoying’s raucous laughter, turning into a good little puppy?
Hehehe…
As she pondered on, Bai Ming felt her nose heat up again, nearly spilling some blood.
Ah, no, I can’t let this happen. Inspiration is overflowing again.
The “Mr. Sang 91” series can be updated tonight.
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Just as Bai Ming imagined, Sang Zhe and Zhang Xiaoying were reluctant to sleep, entwined until nearly dawn.
It was only when Zhang Xiaoying, concerned about Sang Zhe’s lack of sleep, finally let him go.
Once Xiaoying fell into a deep sleep, a restless Sang Zhe found himself unable to sleep.
“Nian Nian, is everything still going smoothly on the Little Princess’s side?”
“Of course! This system guarantees it; you still don’t trust me, huh?”
“I just feel a bit inexplicably uneasy.” Sang Zhe shook his head, “It seems this time, the Little Princess is different from before.”
“In the past, no matter which fairy I faced, I could get to know her gradually during work.”
“But this time, I’ve only been dealing with a mentally unstable little girl. I have no idea what she’s thinking!”
“So I really feel a bit unsure about whether I can help her or not.”
Nian Nian’s voice fell silent for a moment before she slowly replied:
“Ahem. Just relax.”
“This system assures you that nothing will go wrong.”
“Well, I choose to trust you then.” Sang Zhe sighed slowly.
“Just don’t trick me, okay?”
“I’m off to sleep, goodnight.”
Once Sang Zhe closed his eyes, Nian Nian’s figure suddenly materialized from the data stream, standing quietly by the bed.
“…That was close.”
“This stupid host is always oddly sensitive in strange places,” Nian Nian muttered.
“But really, this is strange…”
Her cheeks showed hints of confusion: “Why has the Little Princess’s favorability stagnated at fifty out of a hundred?”
“It shouldn’t be like this! This hypnosis should be the correct approach to win her over.”
“Did I overlook some information?” A flood of dense text flashed before her eyes.
But after a thorough search, she was still left clueless.
“…Mmm.”
Feeling a bit flustered, she roughly ruffled her hair, a bit vexed as she lowered her head.
“Uh-oh.”
“There isn’t much time left to stall the Demon Clan.”
“If the host finds out I couldn’t treat the Little Princess this time, she’ll surely throw a fit.”
The mere thought of Sang Zhe getting mad at her made Nian Nian inexplicably feel a bit depressed and sad.
…Hmm?
Wait a second.
Why am I, a proper system, afraid of this idiot host’s anger?
Can he really kick me out of his body?
No.
More like, when did I start caring so much about his opinion?
Nian Nian turned her gaze to the peacefully sleeping Sang Zhe.
Sang Zhe’s sleeping face was serene. It seemed that having the rare opportunity to reunite with Xiao Ying had made him unconsciously hold the soft-bodied Zhang Xiaoying close while resting his cheek against her forehead.
Zhang Xiaoying was likewise quietly nestled in his arms.
It was an incredibly warm and harmonious couple scene.
Yet, the more Nian Nian looked, the more restless she became.
“…Seriously.”
“I’ve really been busy lately.”
“This idiot host is comfortably asleep while I’m worrying my hair out, why am I even doing this?”
“If the strategy fails, I can just pretend it didn’t happen.”
“Who told you, you useless host, to never pay attention and leave all the work to me,” she glared fiercely at the soundly sleeping Sang Zhe.
But her fierce gaze didn’t last long.
It quickly plummeted like a kite with a broken string, dropping down with a hint of loneliness and lethargy.
“…Fine.”
“Let’s check the information one more time, see if I missed anything.” With that, Nian Nian adjusted her black-rimmed glasses and began to sift through the complicated messages one by one.
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