Jiang Yun looked at Bing Xin, who was exactly the same as Han, but was a woman with a different personality. However, Jiang Yun's purpose was not so simple.
Jiang Yunke planned to conquer Cai Yunhan from the Gold Dimension, Da Qiao from the Silver Dimension, and Han and Bingxin from the Iron Dimension into his bed.
The idea that the same people from different times and spaces will be absorbed is simply a rule of this world.
Jiang Yun's idea was to break this rule. Jiang Yun lay down on the bed, thinking that his next target was the Silver Dimension.
"Jiang Yun, are you asleep?"
Bing Xin tiptoed in, then suddenly pinched Jiang Yun's nose mischievously and teased, "Get up, it's time to eat!"
"oh!"
Jiang Yun sprang up with a swift movement, hugged Bing Xin, and teased her playfully, "Wife, what delicious food did you make for me?"
Bingxin struggled to push away Jiang Yun's embrace, pulling him away while playfully scolding, "Sweet words can't fill an empty stomach! If you don't eat now, the food will get cold!"
Two simple bowls of hand-pulled noodles and a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and green peppers were enough for the two of them to enjoy their meal immensely.
"My wife's cooking is so delicious!"
Jiang Yun smiled, and saw that Bing Xin's face was completely red. Looking at Bing Xin, Jiang Yun felt a strong attraction to her.
Jiang Yun saw Bing Xin's jade-like legs, encased in flesh-colored crystal transparent stockings, stretched out in front of him beside the low dining table. Jiang Yun couldn't help but reach out and knead Bing Xin's smooth jade-like legs.
"You little rascal, you won't even eat properly!"
Bingxin blushed and playfully kicked Jiang Yun's foot. Her girlish heart fluttered, and she murmured shyly, "You naughty Jiang Yun, do I want you?"
Jiang Yun's large hand pressed down on Bing Xin's flesh-colored crystal transparent stockings, caressing and kneading her delicate and rounded thighs.
Jiang Yun laughed, his large hand already silently slipping inside Bing Xin's dress, wantonly caressing and kneading Bing Xin's plump and rounded thighs.
Bing Xin let out a soft moan, her face flushed, and her eyes sparkling with spring as she murmured, "Jiang Yun, give me a piece of egg!"
Jiang Yun, however, picked up a piece of scrambled egg and put it in her mouth.
"You little rascal, you have no conscience, and you even say you like her!"
Bingxin said coquettishly in anger. Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yun had already hugged her and kissed her cherry-like lips, then fed her the scrambled egg.
They couldn't tell who was chewing anymore; their lips and tongues intertwined, saliva flowing freely, and they kissed passionately once more.
"What else would you like to eat, honey? I'll feed you, okay?"
Jiang Yun said affectionately.
"I want to bite you to death! You bad guy, all you do is bully me!"
Bing Xin said coquettishly, her eyes sparkling with spring-like joy.
"Wife, will you stay with me tonight?"
Jiang Yun whispered, biting Bing Xin's soft, white earlobe, while his large hands caressed and rubbed Bing Xin's plump, round thighs encased in flesh-colored crystal transparent stockings.
"No way!"
Bingxin pushed away Jiang Yun's embrace, got up to clear the dishes and chopsticks, and then gave Jiang Yun a shy and charming glare, her beautiful eyes so tender they could drip water.
Night had fallen. Jiang Yun and Bing Xin were at home. The empty hall and the silent atmosphere allowed them to clearly hear their own heartbeats.
Shy, nervous, illicit, and thrilling, though each was lying in their own room, they seemed to be calling out to and listening to the whispers of those in the next room, transcending space.
Jiang Yun was torn between whether or not she should break free from the constraints of morality. Suddenly, she heard Bing Xin scream, and Jiang Yun rushed into the room next door like lightning.
"Bing Xin, what's wrong? What happened?"
Jiang Yun asked in surprise.
Bingxin threw herself into Jiang Yun's arms, trembling as she said, "There are rats..."
"Don't be afraid, honey, I'm here!"
Jiang Yun felt the warmth of Bingxin's body in his arms and, flustered, slowly placed her on the bed.
"Jiang Yun".
Bing Xin stretched out her snow-white arms and wrapped them around Jiang Yun's neck, her eyes filled with spring as she whispered, "I'm scared..."