The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife-Chapter 503: Wife, I need comfort

"Honey, I’m back~"

Jiang Nuo leapt forward, pinning Mu Qiuniang down on the sofa.

Mu Qiuniang had a headache. "Stop it! Wanlian and Little Fishy are here!"

Jiang Nuo glanced at the living room, only to see Mu Wanlian covering Mu Wanyu’s eyes and mouth, dragging them into the room.

"No worries! Our Wanlian is sensible, she definitely won’t disturb us!" Jiang Nuo smirked mischievously.

"You can’t always rely on Wanlian being sensible to take advantage of her!" Mu Wanlian instinctively knew what Mu Wanlian was doing and could only glare at the person on top of her.

"When did I take advantage? Honey, you have to be reasonable when you speak. Wanlian is much older than me; she’s an old demon who’s seen it all. Besides, isn’t this the perfect romantic setting?"

"What crazy thing are you up to today?" Mu Qiuniang calmly looked at him for a while and asked.

"Hehehe... I was chased today!"

"Isn’t that a daily thing?" Ever since her Nascent Soul ceremony, there were plenty of people secretly chasing him!

But his progress had been significant, especially after upgrading that world. With the time difference being so vast, he took advantage of the time to cultivate and secretly learned so many things, all without letting her in on it.

Sigh... Is this how you train a disciple to starve the master?

"But this time is different!" Jiang Nuo felt wronged.

"So how is it different?"

Jiang Nuo lay on her shoulder and sighed. "This time, the person chasing me was sent by Yan Shanchuan!"

Mu Qiuniang was taken aback: "Isn’t he just an ordinary person, how..."

"He’s ordinary, but he’s wealthy. Money talks, don’t you know?" Jiang Nuo nuzzled her shoulder, just like holding a soft little pillow, unwilling to let go. "At first, I didn’t even know these people were sent by him. Later, didn’t I knock all the black-clothed people down? From their mouths, I gathered some clues that they received an assassination mission, and the client was some ordinary world person, offering 5 million..."

On the way back, he conveniently sent a message to Mu Mingyu, asking him to check who the account that received the transfer belonged to. Although it wasn’t registered under Yan Shanchuan’s name, Mu Mingyu had records showing it was an account Yan Shanchuan occasionally used for shady dealings.

Because it was shady and belonged to Yan Shanchuan, Mu Mingyu had been monitoring it for a long time.

Otherwise, Jiang Nuo wouldn’t have gotten the answer shortly after making the call, before even stepping into the house.

"In his eyes, my head is worth 5 million!"

"Honey, in his eyes, my eyes are worth 5 million. Should I feel honored?"

"Even without any expectations, seeing him personally hire assassins, and the target being me, here in my heart..."

"It’s ice-cold!"

...

Mu Qiuniang gently patted his head in comfort.

"Honey, I need comfort!"

"Alright, what kind of comfort do you want?"

"Anything goes?"

"Sure!"

Jiang Nuo immediately perked up. "Honey, why don’t you be on top this time?" His eyes sparkled, fixated on her.

Mu Qiuniang: "..." Weren’t you just feeling down?

"Come on, honey~~~" Jiang Nuo’s voice trailed off playfully, like a little hook teasing someone’s heart itchingly.

Mu Qiuniang almost wanted to grab him: "Can’t you not act like this every time?"

Jiang Nuo pressed down on her again, smiling brightly as he gazed at her. "Like what?" He ran a hand over her waist, "Like this?" His eyes filled with affection, he leaned down, and a very gentle kiss landed on her lips. He softly said again, "Or like this?"

Mu Qiuniang, flustered by his tenderness, was at a loss. Saying yes or no both seemed wrong.

And Jiang Nuo didn’t need her answer as he untied the ribbon at her waist, opening her embroidered robe...

In the room, Mu Wanyu pried open Mu Wanlian’s hand, angrily saying, "Why are you covering my eyes and mouth? Mom made so many delicious dishes; why can’t I watch? Why can’t I eat? We’ve been waiting for so long, and Dad finally came back. Isn’t it time to start eating?"

It looked full of reproach.

For this clueless creature, Mu Wanlian felt hopeless. "They’re already eating outside!"

"What?! I want to go eat..." Mu Wanyu turned around to pull open the door.

Unexpectedly, the door was pressed shut by Mu Wanlian, not budging an inch.

"What are you doing? I want to go out and eat. I want to eat; I want to eat!"

"You’re too fat, it’s time to lose some weight!" Mu Wanlian said coldly.

"You’re too much. I’m not fat; this is baby fat!" Mu Wanyu pinched its cheeks, indignantly said, "Dad, Mom, and Grandpa, Grandma all said so. They said I’m cutest with baby fat! I’m not fat!"

"Which baby is as fat as you?"

Mu Wanyu was at a loss and counted fingers for a while, but couldn’t come up with any.

"But Dad and Mom said so!"

"They’re just tricking you to make you happy!"

"You’re the one tricking demons! Dad and Mom wouldn’t trick demons!"

"Yeah, tricking demons without consequence!"

Mu Wanyu, for reasons unknown, cried out loud, "You’re bullying me, I don’t like you anymore, wahh... I won’t like you anymore in the future. You just bully me!"

Mu Wanlian had a headache: "..." Why does it have to deal with this fool?

"Wahh..." Mu Wanyu cried, so pitifully.

At this moment, Mu Wanlian felt incredibly lucky for setting up a barrier as soon as it entered the room to prevent Mu Wanyu from hearing the sounds outside. Otherwise, with its loud cries, it would undoubtedly interrupt the amorous pair.

Maybe Mu Qiuniang would be too shy to say anything, but Jiang Nuo had no shame; he would definitely retaliate and torment it.

"Stop crying!"

"I want to cry, I’m going to cry. You bully me! If you bully me, I’ll cry. I’ll cry, I’ll cry, I’ll cry..."

"If you keep crying, I’ll..."

"You’ll what? Hit me?" Mu Wanyu puffed out its chubby face, staring angrily, "Go ahead, hit me if you dare! Dad said, people who hit women are bad men, all scum... You’re not human, you’re demon scum!"

What kind of nonsense was it learning? Mu Wanlian felt it necessary to talk to Jiang Nuo seriously; Mu Wanyu was simple-minded and couldn’t differentiate right from wrong.

"If I’m demon scum, then what is this?" Mu Wanlian could only pull out the ultimate move—a lotus pod, presenting it in front of it.

Mu Wanyu’s cry stopped instantly, followed by a quick hiccup: "Hic... I want the lotus pod you grew!"

"Will you still cry?"

"Not crying! Hic..."

"Am I still demon scum?"

"Nope, you’re the good Wanlian who gives me lotus pods to eat, the good Wanlian!"

Mu Wanlian sighed inwardly: Just as expected, a foodie! And a silly one at that! There’s no hope!