Meng Qiewei glanced at Jiang Man, then poured herself a cup of water.
Looking at the teapot, she suddenly asked, "Husband, I thought you didn't use these things?"
"They're for you, Fairy," Jiang Man replied.
'If she gets angry with me over something as trivial as a teapot, I'll have died for nothing.'
Meng Qiewei gently picked up the teacup, looked at Jiang Man, and asked, "Do you stay up all night cultivating, Husband?"
"I do," Jiang Man answered honestly.
"Aren't you afraid of damaging your Heart Spirit?" Meng Qiewei asked.
"I just take more Elixirs and I recover," Jiang Man said offhandedly.
Meng Qiewei fell silent.
Jiang Man remained silent as well.
In the end, it was Meng Qiewei who broke the silence. "You're a bit stiff, Husband. Is it because you don't like seeing me?"
"Or are you worried my real body will descend?"
The mention of her real body made Jiang Man break out in a cold sweat. He then said, "Then what am I supposed to say?"
