The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife-Chapter 500: The Mark on Jiang Nuo (Third Update)
Sticky Rice Powder responded as follows: [I knew long ago that @Jiang Nuo couldn’t have done such a thing!]
[I’ve seen them as a couple before, they’re a very happy pair. This kind of thing is simply impossible, there’s nothing more to say.]
[Am I the only one curious about what mark is on @Jiang Nuo’s body? Could it be a tattoo about @Qiuniang?]
[I shamelessly suggest, it definitely is!]
[Hahahaha... Isn’t this something that should have been obvious ages ago? I predict it’s probably just a phrase: I am Qiuniang’s husband!]
...
Not sure which genius illustrator it was, who probably got some inspiration and swiftly sketched several illustrations, each of a virtual handsome guy with eight-pack abs, tattooed somewhere on his body with phrases like: [I am Qiuniang’s husband, if found please return to her!]
[Qiuniang, let’s grow old together!] 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
[Qiuniang, my one true love!]
[Three lifetimes and three worlds, destined for Qiuniang!]
[Loving Qiuniang, no reason needed!]
...
In no time, this illustrator caught fire. Even Jiang Nuo mentioned him: [The drawings are pretty good, but my body is too small to fit so many tattoos. Otherwise, I’d tattoo one for every lifetime. How about that?]
Sticky Rice Powder: [Being stuffed with dog food, no further explanation!]
Jiang Nuo even saved the illustrations by that illustrator on his phone and showed them to Mu Qiuniang: "Wife, how do you like this?"
Mu Qiuniang pondered: "The idea is good, but the technique could use some improvement, there’s a lot of room for progress."
"..." Jiang Nuo was conflicted, and said, "Wife, I’m not asking for your critique. I just want you to appreciate the tattoo’s content!"
Unexpectedly, Mu Qiuniang bluntly said, "That’s too childish!"
"Why is it childish? Wife, this is a romantic gesture, telling the whole world—I only love you!"
"Superficial." Mu Qiuniang continued with four words, "If you like it, I can tattoo several for you, and it won’t hurt."
"Does wife want to tattoo me personally?" Jiang Nuo, hearing this, immediately moved away from Weibo, holding Mu Qiuniang’s hand, affectionately asked, "Is it after I’m completely undressed, wife will tattoo me personally?"
Mu Qiuniang puzzled: "There’s no need to get undressed!" She could control it slightly with her silver needle and spiritual power.
"Yes, it is necessary, wife, this must definitely involve getting undressed..." He said while inching closer to Mu Qiuniang’s face, with a cheeky smile, "Wife, I have eight-pack abs, you can touch them while tattooing, oh~"
Mu Qiuniang: "..." Doesn’t she frequently touch them already?
"Wife, do you want to give it a try?" Jiang Nuo’s face was full of anticipation, almost wishing to start undressing right now.
"Jingshu mentioned you have a mark on you, so you just want to add a tattoo?" Mu Qiuniang asked calmly.
"Yeah, and round off a lie for your disciple, how about it? Come on, wife, let’s get tattoos... let’s tattoo a pair of dragon and phoenix dancing together, how about that?"
"I guess I’ll pass?" Mu Qiuniang hesitated. Was he implying that both of them get tattoos?
"Of course, we should get tattooed together," Jiang Nuo said with a serious expression, "Think about it, I am your husband, I have a tattoo saying ’Qiuniang’s husband, please return if found’, and you, wife, have a tattoo saying ’Jiang Nuo’s wife, property returns’, how wonderful is that!"
"Not wonderful!"
"Why not? Don’t you think it’s wasteful?"
Mu Qiuniang was extremely helpless: "Can you stop being so childish? These are games only kids play, let’s not be involved..."
"No! I want to, I want to tell the entire world, I am your Qiuniang’s husband, and you are my Jiang Nuo’s wife..." Jiang Nuo wrapped his arm around Mu Qiuniang’s waist and lifted her onto his shoulder, "Wife, let’s go to the bedroom!"
"Wait a minute, I’m still busy!" Mu Qiuniang was slightly alarmed.
When did this guy become so proactive? Before, didn’t he always ask for her opinion and proceed only after she agreed...
Yet this time, Jiang Nuo surprisingly was strong-willed, insisting that Mu Qiuniang tattoo such a phrase on him and have a matching one on her, refusing to let her off the bed otherwise.
Mu Qiuniang: "..."
Although times have changed, she really wanted to say, in their day, people with tattoos were criminals, alright?
"I think we really should consider this carefully..."
"No need to think about it, wife, I’ve already decided!"
Mu Qiuniang was a bit troubled: "But, I can’t accept something like this, what should I do?"
"No worries, you’ll slowly get used to it in time."
"Jiang Nuo..." Mu Qiuniang began to clench her teeth.
"Hahahaha... wife, are you really angry?" Jiang Nuo, pressing down on Mu Qiuniang, suddenly burst into laughter, "Did you really think I would actually make you get a tattoo?"
Mu Qiuniang was taken aback: "Wasn’t that what you meant just now?"
"Wife, how can you be so adorable?" Jiang Nuo lowered his head and gave her face a kiss.
"Were you just joking earlier?" Mu Qiuniang was somewhat uncertain. More accurately, she was a bit displeased.
Did Jiang Nuo just tease her?
"Instead of tattooing it on your body, I’d rather engrave it in your heart." Who could have expected that next, Jiang Nuo suddenly held her face, and said deeply, "And that sentence has already been engraved in my heart!"
"Ah Nuo..."
"Wife, tattoos can be washed off the body, but when engraved in the heart, it’s the deepest mark, and no one can wash it away."
"Mm!" Mu Qiuniang nodded lightly, keeping his words in her heart.
Jiang Nuo watched her nod and was utterly delighted. Because he knew, whenever she promised to remember something, she absolutely would keep it in her heart.
"Wife, have I ever told you that the greatest happiness in my life is meeting you!"
"Mm! You’ve said it before."
"Then, you can also remember this in your heart."
"Already remembered."
"Hehehehe..." Jiang Nuo giggled foolishly, "That’s great, wife! We definitely are going to be the happiest fairytale in this world!"
"Of course." Mu Qiuniang said as if it was only natural.
And Jiang Nuo, loved her in this look so much, holding her face, planted another kiss, "Yes, you’re right, we indeed are."
He kissed her forehead, brows, eyes, the tip of her nose, cheeks, chin, and finally her lips. He held her with such care, as if it were those years ago when he first kissed her red lips, both nervous and excited.
Even after all these years, he never forgot the heart leaping for her, burning hot. And this ardor, instead of fading with time, grew richer like a brew, intoxicating the more it aged.
Upon meeting Mu Qiuniang, he became a complete drunkard, intoxicated in her pot of spiritual wine, unwilling to ever wake up.
