Chapter 3490 — The Quirks of Bingtang's Temperament (Part 1)
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"Sweat." Wei Zhao had not expected Bingtang to pick up on that. He could not help but smile wryly—this little Bingtang girl really did hold a grudge! Xiao Chen glanced at Bingtang and said helplessly, "Didn't we not hug before?"
"Hmph! Then you're not allowed to lie to me from now on. Xiaoxiao knows things—I want to know them too! You and her—wasn't it just hugging as well!" Bingtang said.
"Wei Zhao's husband has felt my chest!" Feng Xiaoxiao cut in.
"Pfft, cough cough—" Wei Zhao was caught between laughter and tears. "That wasn't intentional on my part."
"Oh, come on. At the auction, it was clearly intentional. The car race, fine, we'll count that as unintentional," Feng Xiaoxiao said.
"Then you can feel mine too!" Bingtang, ignoring the bickering between Feng Xiaoxiao and Wei Zhao, thrust out her chest and said, unwilling to be outdone.
"How about we get down to business instead..." Wei Zhao was at a bit of a loss for how to respond. Bingtang really did go through with things—once she had made up her mind, she became utterly unrestrained.
"Coward!" Bingtang gave a humph. "You had the guts to kill the disciples of the Mysterious Dust Ancestor, but when it comes to me you're this timid!"
"I—" Wei Zhao drew a deep breath and pounced toward Bingtang.
"Ah!" Bingtang was startled.
"Go, Wei Zhao's husband!" Feng Xiaoxiao cheered, waving her arms and stamping her feet.
What began as a scuffle between two people turned into three—Feng Xiaoxiao joined the fray as well. In the end, all of them were somewhat disheveled. Though the three were top-tier Heaven-rank experts, this kind of romping not only drained their stamina but also their spirit, and after a while they were tired.
Lying on the ground, Bingtang glared at Wei Zhao. "From childhood to now, I've never been this wild. I let you touch here—why are you touching other places?!"
"That was Xiaoxiao touching," Wei Zhao said innocently.
"Nonsense, it was clearly your hand!" Bingtang said angrily.
"That was Feng Xiaoxiao holding my arm," Wei Zhao explained.
Feng Xiaoxiao, meanwhile, was laughing nonstop off to the side. Once the three had rested enough, Wei Zhao finally said, "Bingtang, do you know that the Ice Palace has a mental cultivation method and oral formula suited for cultivators with a sponge constitution?"
"Earlier, what Aunt Qing mentioned—that's your friend, isn't it?" Something seemed to occur to Bingtang. "That Wang Xinyan you carried here last time?"
"Yes, her." Wei Zhao nodded.
"Is she before me or after me?" Bingtang suddenly asked.
"Uh—before." Wei Zhao was taken aback, then smiled wryly. "But when I came to Songshan City, the first person I met on the train was—"
"I was just asking, no other meaning." Bingtang spoke quite calmly. "Otherwise, when we meet in the future, I won't know what to call her."
Wei Zhao sometimes found Bingtang rather strange. She would get jealous over things that did not matter—like Wei Zhao not telling her about the alchemy—but when it came to matters like Wang Xinyan, it had no effect on her at all. (To be continued)