What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 949

As Mo Geilian persisted in his pitch, Ye Yu, not wishing to lose any more face, clamped his hand over Mo Geilian’s mouth and dragged him off.

Xu Nanqiao could only shake her head helplessly, tearing up the manuscript she had just written and tossing the scraps aside.

Then she stood silently, gazing at the great chasm above the Demon Lord Hall, lost in thought.

Though Eastern Yao Prefecture lay far from Lotus Flower Prefecture, Ye Yu and Mo Geilian sped back swiftly, arriving in the Demon Lord Hall of Lotus Flower Prefecture in no time.

All the way there, Mo Geilian acted like a high-value salesman, extolling the virtues of the fairy he’d procured—so much that Ye Yu’s ears felt calloused from listening.

But upon reaching the hall, Ye Yu suddenly entertained a thought: could this fellow have, by sheer accident, snatched away Ye Yu’s own wife—freshly ascended to the Celestial Realm? Perhaps Li Ruowang, Hong Luan, Liang Yu, or the like. After all, if she’d ascended during this time, Mo Geilian could’ve easily captured her, fitting perfectly the description “breathtakingly beautiful.”

With that in mind, Ye Yu hurriedly asked, “What’s the name of the fairy you kidnapped?”

Mo Geilian chuckled, replying softly, “Big brother, you joke! If I’ve stolen a celestial being, why would I bother learning her name? Whoever she is, I’d snatch her just the same!”

Ye Yu’s expression turned strange. Where did this blasted sense of superiority come from? How could someone be this gleeful every single day? Could this be the fabled self-satisfaction of the spirit?

Never mind—he’d see soon enough.

Without another word, Ye Yu strode into the hall. Immediately he spotted the fairy’s silhouette: bound head to toe in purple demon ropes, utterly immobile.

At one glance, Ye Yu’s heart steadied. The reason was simple: this back didn’t belong to his wife—it wasn’t that burly, that reassuringly sturdy.

“How about it, big brother? Do you like her? Perfect, right? I tell you, she’s quite strong!” Mo Geilian pressed eagerly.

Ye Yu kicked him so hard he flew across the hall. Then Ye Yu approached the fairy.

Her appearance was passable—about eight out of ten in heroic bearing, perhaps even a bit overbearing. Confirmed by the look in Ye Yu’s eyes: not the one he liked.

Still, this muscular build hardly matched a typical fairy!

Hearing such earnest conviction, Ye Yu finally relaxed. So Mo Geilian wasn’t teasing him—his aesthetic was simply different. And it was good-intentioned. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

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