"Old and ugly?" Fan Wubing’s temper flared instantly. Over the years, his opponents had used all kinds of words to insult him, but no one had ever called him ugly. Because no one could tell such a blatant lie with a straight face!
He imdiately took out a large full-length mirror, grabbed Anger Demon Lord firmly, and stood her in front of the mirror, saying loudly:
"Take a good look at yourself, and compare the two people in the mirror. Which one is more good-looking!"
Anger Demon Lord shook off his hand, gritting her teeth. She really couldn’t find any fault with Fan Wubing’s face. Imdiately, she stomped her foot and said, "I was born an ugly girl! Just because you’re better looking than an ugly girl, does that an you’re not ugly?"
Fan Wubing was stunned. He didn’t expect that Anger Demon Lord would use such a tactic that damages herself more than the enemy.
He took a deep breath and then let out a cold laugh,
"Fine, this old and ugly man touched the noble body of the Slaughter Demon Lord. But Jiang Sha didn’t say anything, so what right do you, an outsider, have to keep chattering!"
Anger Demon Lord’s eyes widened in anger, and her face turned crimson, unable to say a word.
Jiang Sha smiled and said, "It’s been a long ti since soone fought over out of jealousy."
People always like to compromise.
Anger Demon Lord wanted to take over the task of pushing Jiang Sha’s wheelchair, but Fan Wubing wouldn’t agree until it was said they were fighting over love, and then he agreed imdiately.
"What do you an fighting over love!" Fan Wubing said discontentedly, "I’m just afraid she won’t take good care of you."
He waved his hand at Anger Demon Lord, "Fine, fine, from now on I’ll let you push the wheelchair."
Anger Demon Lord snorted, then happily stood behind Jiang Sha, pushing her along gradually.
But after a day of this,
Anger Demon Lord felt she’d been tricked. Because she truly was just a wheelchair pusher! Incense burning, bathing, dressing up, body care, chatting... all these more intimate things were done by Fan Wubing!
She suddenly realized that she was like a coachman sitting outside, only able to listen to the laughter and joy of the young master and miss inside the carriage.
She wasn’t in the carriage but underneath it!
But what could she do?
What’s more distressing to her was that the harmony between Fan Wubing and Slaughter Demon Lord was so great that she couldn’t find a way to fit in.
It was like watching helplessly as sothing she loved was taken by soone else, with no way to catch up.
The only thing she could do was to stare intently at Fan Wubing, making sure he didn’t take advantage while bathing and dressing Jiang Sha.
"Hands! Where are your hands going!"
"Where are you looking!"
"Is that a place you can touch!"
"Does massage need to go that far!"
"Not there!"
Fan Wubing was on the verge of madness, couldn’t help but curse, "What on earth are you talking about! I’m not so lecher; I haven’t even touched her private parts, okay! And besides, she’s so thin, there’s not a bit of flesh on her!"
Jiang Sha smiled and asked, "Am I really that skinny?"
Fan Wubing quickly shook his head and waved his hands, "No, not skinny, not at all, it’s this fool here who’s been yakking all the ti."
"You’re the fool!" Anger Demon Lord retorted.
Fan Wubing gritted his teeth and glared at her.
He realized that people really shouldn’t trust first impressions. When he first t Anger Demon Lord, he thought she seed timid and shy but at least ladylike. But now it seed she was neither timid nor ladylike, a perfect exhibit of jealousy turning soone ugly.
Jiang Sha sighed and said, "Both of you, leave alone for a while."
The two of them were chased out.
Fan Wubing angrily said, "This is all your fault! She never kicked out before!"
Anger Demon Lord sneered, "With around, you’ll never take advantage of Slaughter Demon Lord again."
"Who’s trying to take advantage of her!"
"Still denying? Just look at yourself; you’ve had a lecherous smile on your face all day!" Anger Demon Lord raised her hand, and images recorded by her spirit were projected from her forehead.
In the series of images, there were scenes of Fan Wubing and Jiang Sha together.
In those scenes, whenever he talked to Jiang Sha, his lips would unconsciously curl up slightly.
Fan Wubing raised his hand and scattered the images, "That’s not a lecherous smile! It’s just a normal, natural smile, alright! You see everyone in your own lewd manner!"
"If it’s not a lecherous smile, why did you scatter those spirit images?" Anger Demon Lord stared intently at him, "You’re feeling guilty!"
"You’re overthinking things. No one would let slander against themselves go unchecked." Fan Wubing snorted coldly, "And most importantly, I have no improper thoughts. You have no right to accuse . Didn’t your heart skip when Jiang Sha spoke to you!"
Anger Demon Lord gritted her teeth, "I’ll say it again, that’s admiration!"
"Fool others if you want, but don’t let yourself be fooled."
"Seeing everyone in your own lewd manner! I’m returning those words to you."
With that, Anger Demon Lord walked away.
With no one muttering in his ear, Fan Wubing let out a long sigh, gazed at the lead-grey moon in the sky, and got lost in thought. After a while, he murmured to himself, "It should just be a normal polite and friendly smile..."
At this mont, Jiang Sha’s voice ca from the room,
"Wubing, can you help get dressed?"
"Sure!" Fan Wubing grinned as he went inside.
...
The next day,
At the crack of dawn, Fan Wubing began dressing up Jiang Sha early. Anger Demon Lord had also long prepared to sit beside him, ready to sharply critique his makeup skills, but she couldn’t find any faults, so in the end, she just gritted her teeth and let out a "tch."
However, even a makeup job that Anger Demon Lord, with her malicious perspective, couldn’t fault, only got a single "ordinary" from Jiang Sha.
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