My Demon Husband Is a Snake Chapter 1184: Meeting You Was My Good Fortune

Yu Longting bestowed a kiss upon my neck. "Call me Snake Brother, and I shall reveal it to you."

"Snake... Snake Brother." As the childhood moniker passed my lips, a blush crept onto my cheeks.

Yu Longting seemed to relish my embarrassment. "It suddenly feels insufficient. Continue," he coaxed.

"Snake Brother, Snake Brother, Snake Brother~" I whispered the words close to Yu Longting's ear, repeating them.

These three words, no matter how many times I uttered them, never failed to stir something within me.

Each utterance sent a delicious shiver through my body, a quiet revolution in my soul.

Yet, as I continued, my throat grew parched. Though I still cherished the sound, a sense of unease settled in. "Is that not enough? My voice is growing hoarse."

"Never enough. Call me until dawn," Yu Longting responded, his kisses descending like a storm, leaving only profound tenderness and deep affection in their wake.

Quickly, I placed a hand over his lips. "Beyond these words, there is something of greater importance I need to convey."

"Hmm?" Unable to kiss me, Yu Longting's fingers began a restless exploration of my waist, his patience clearly waning at the prospect of further conversation.

Taking a deep breath, I cupped his face. "The youthful, nascent feelings we shared were like seeds, meticulously planted. Through the long years of trials and tribulations, they have finally blossomed into towering trees. How many fortunate souls can claim their affections have endured through their most beautiful years to reach this point? Without question, I am the luckiest. Yu Longting, encountering you has been the greatest blessing bestowed upon my destiny. I am profoundly fortunate that you remain the very same person I first knew."

"Meeting you has also been my good fortune," Yu Longting affirmed, the dark fire in his eyes threatening to consume me whole.

The unspoken intention behind his next move was hardly a mystery.

But I had so much more to express. I lightly kissed the tip of his nose. "I haven't finished speaking, Yu Longting. Thank you for your unwavering patience, thank you for enduring hardships, thank you for your selfless devotion. Without these, without your steadfast persistence, all that I possess today would have crumbled to dust."

"Su Wan... these words... have you been preparing them for a long time?"

"Yes, I have always yearned to fully articulate the depth of my feelings for you. You have accomplished so much and endured so much. The only tribute I can offer is to cherish this love dearly."

"Then... are you prepared... to be bedridden for a week?"

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In the end, Yu Longting demonstrated remarkable restraint.

I only recuperated for three days before summoning Chen Ahmao.

I entrusted Ahmao with the Hand Seals that Zhang Che had given me, along with my father's invaluable notes.

Furthermore, I gifted Ahmao five inner cores from the Soft-shelled Turtle Spirit, with instructions to deliver them to Granny Wu.

Ahmao was already familiar with Granny Wu's residence from a previous visit, ensuring that he could easily procure supplies for the Life and Death Embroidery whenever needed in the future.

I took a moment to reflect on the recent profits generated from our clothing endeavors.

Indeed, the earnings had been quite considerable, particularly following the incident with the Vine Demon.

All profits were conscientiously divided, with a portion transferred to Granny Wu's grandson, Wu Zhenglin.

As I escorted Chen Ahmao downstairs, it was during the quiet lunch break, with the halls largely deserted.

Qing Li sat with Dumpling in the main hall, comfortably engaged in shelling beans under the gentle whir of the ceiling fan.

Her demeanor exuded an unparalleled sense of grounded simplicity.

It was unlikely that Qing Li, in her previous existence, could have ever envisioned a day where she would be willingly serving you without recompense.

"Dragon Queen, this child only knows how to address elders by their titles and cannot utter anything else. Could he be mentally impaired or perhaps a mute?" Liu Hongluan suddenly leaned in towards Qing Li's ear, planting seeds of malicious suggestion.

Just then, Chen Ahmao and I happened to be passing by. Ahmao, once a formidable presence in the town, immediately erupted, his fiery temper ignited. "What are you spouting? Do you have a death wish, daring to suggest there's something wrong with my master's son?"