Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 395 - Heavenly Fortune (37)

Chapter 395: Chapter 395 Heavenly Fortune (37)

Just as Chuzheng was considering whether to shake his hand politely, the young man said, “Angel’s Feather.”

Chuzheng: “!!”

What was that?

It took Chuzheng a while to retrieve the memory about the Angel’s Feather from the original owner’s mind.

An Angel’s Feather was a gift given to young angels by their elders upon their birth as a symbol of power inheritance and identity recognition.

Removing the Angel’s Feather meant one could no longer use the powers of an angel, nor would they be recognized by other angels.

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Upon meeting again, they would not treat her as one of their own.

Such was the price for staying in the human realm.

The corners of the young man’s mouth curved into a smile, “If you want to stay here, you must give me your Angel’s Feather.”

Chuzheng stepped back a few paces and spread her wings.

A feather flew from her wings, shooting towards the young man at high speed.

The young man pinched it between his fingers.

Having secured the Angel’s Feather, he walked away.

He suddenly paused and turned back, “Chuzheng, as your mentor, I have one last piece of advice for you. Human lives are brief, and what you’re trading for them is not worth it.”

“Worth is not measured by any standard.”

“…Indeed.”

The young man smiled briefly, his figure gradually becoming transparent.

He was in for a punishment back home.

Alas.

The little angels these days are becoming harder and harder to manage.

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Chuzheng had thought this bargain mentor would be tough to send off.

That they would have to battle it out for hundreds of rounds, argue until they were blue in the face, and then endure a corny melodramatic plotline, like beating the lovebirds with a stick.

But there was none of that!!

It was resolved so easily.

The bargain mentor left without any reluctance.

Did you see that, Bastard?

That’s the advantage of being powerful.

What use is your money at this time?

You’d still need strength even if you wanted to pelt him with cash.

[…]I won’t listen, I won’t listen, Bastard’s prayers are just noise.

Chuzheng chuckled.

Though Chuzheng had given away her Angel’s Feather, her wings remained.

Now, the purpose of the wings…

They were decorative items that could be extended or retracted at will.

Occasionally they could serve as a mode of transport, but they were otherwise useless.

Still, they were quite pretty to look at.

–

With Chuzheng’s company every day, Chu Wu behaved very normally and did not exhibit any further signs of turning dark.

Perhaps still shadowed by a bit of psychological trauma, Chu Wu did not rush to fetch Fubao even after learning of his well-being.

Chuzheng didn’t mind.

After all, she had wings.

Self-sufficient.

She couldn’t let them go to waste.

Chu Wu glanced at Chuzheng lying beside him, hugging her own wings, “…”

Suddenly, Chuzheng rolled over and pulled him into her embrace.

Chu Wu: “…”

At night when they slept, she always liked to wrap him with her wings. Although it was comfortable…

But it was now the dog days of summer, so hot!!

Even with the air conditioning on, he felt warm.

“Baby.”

“Hmm.”

“Aren’t you hot?”

“No, I’m not.”

“But I am.”

Chuzheng touched his face and didn’t say anything, seemingly pondering something.

While Chu Wu was perplexed, she said very seriously, “Then let me cool you down.”

An hour later.

Chu Wu was soaked to the skin; he lay on the bed as the haze in his eyes gradually lifted, and his muddled thoughts began to clear.

A blush of crimson flushed his cheeks, and sweat slid from his temple down to his collarbone.

This was no sort of cooling down…

He felt like he was about to combust.

Chu Wu turned over.

His face buried in the crook of his arm.

How could she make a person’s heart race and face flush when recollecting…

Suddenly, Chu Wu’s body lifted off the ground, and he instinctively held onto Chuzheng, steadying himself.

“Baby?”

“Let’s take a bath,” Chuzheng said.

“Baby, I can go by myself.”

Chuzheng lowered her eyes to look at him.

Chu Wu: “…”

Just as he thought Chuzheng was going to hit him, she wrapped her arms around him, carrying him into the bathroom, and placed him into the bathtub already filled with water.

She bent down to kiss his forehead: “Call me when you’re done.”

Then she left without any hesitation.

She left…

Left…

Gone…

Chu Wu: “…”

Chu Wu chuckled to himself, she could be so adorable at times.

But at times she was so domineering it was hard to know what to say.

Initially, Chu Wu didn’t understand why he had to call her once he was done bathing when he could just walk out himself.

But when he finished and realized there were no clothes in the bathroom, nor a towel he could use…

Not even his shoes.

Chu Wu had no choice but to call for Chuzheng.

Chuzheng lifted him out, gave him a quick wipe, and carried him back to the bed.

“Clothes… Clothes,” Chu Wu said, somewhat awkwardly covering himself with his hand.

“Don’t wear any,” Chuzheng said. “Aren’t you hot?”

Chu Wu was speechless.

He was hot because of her wings, the fluffy ones sticking to his body.

How could she attribute the heat to the clothes?!

Chuzheng continued with a shocking statement: “What haven’t I seen? Why cover up?”

We only differ in one place, what’s there to hide.

Chu Wu: “…”

Is that the same thing?!

In the end, Chu Wu still sneakily put on his clothes; he really wasn’t used to sleeping naked.

However, he only found a shirt and no trousers, so he lay down wearing just the shirt.

Chuzheng immediately pulled him into her embrace.

Feathers brushed over his legs, making him involuntarily curl up.

He reached out to touch Chuzheng’s wings.

Chuzheng immediately pulled his hand away.

“…Let me touch them,” Chu Wu said.

Chuzheng hesitated for a moment, then pulled the tip of her wing closer: “Touch the tip of the wing then.”

Chu Wu: “…”

Chuzheng catered to him in everything, but she never allowed him to touch her wings, and Chu Wu sensed something fishy about it.

So during their next friendly interaction, he purposefully touched her wings.

Chuzheng noticed his little maneuver, but instead of stopping him, she just kissed him.

After a few experiments by Chu Wu, he felt that Chuzheng’s wings… if he touched them, it might make her extremely sensitive.

It has to be said, Chu Wu was spot on with his guess.

Perhaps because she lost the Angel’s Feather, Chuzheng did not feel as intensely as before.

But when they were intimate, Chu Wu’s touch made her unable to help herself…

“Early this morning, after receiving a tip from a concerned citizen, a certain laboratory…”

Chu Wu glanced sideways at the screen, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

He recognized Sang Meng in the photo displayed on the screen.

“What are you watching?” Chuzheng turned his face back to look at her: “Not paying attention?”

“Baby, I don’t want to…”

Chuzheng tapped the bowl: “Drink the soup.”

“…” He ate.

In the end, Chu Wu still drank the soup that Chuzheng had served him.

“That Sang Meng,” Chu Wu put down the bowl. “Is she…”

Back at Lord Zhao’s place, he hadn’t really seen or heard anything that went on behind him, so he didn’t know how she handled it.

“Scared?”

Chu Wu shook his head: “You said it’s because of her that the mistake happened, that if it wasn’t for her, you would have come to me sooner.”

That’s why, no matter what happened to Sang Meng, he had no sympathy for her.

“It’s different.”

If it had been sooner, it wouldn’t have been me.

Dummy.

Chu Wu puzzled: “How is it different?”

Chuzheng glared fiercely at him: “Why so many questions? If I say it’s different, then it’s different.”

How am I supposed to explain to you?

Do I tell you, before it wasn’t really me?

I am willing to speak, but Bastard, that darn thing, wouldn’t allow it!

Chu Wu: “…”

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