Shen Cuixia teased, watching the backs of the three female Celestial Gods leaving, clicked her tongue twice, and said with a chuckle, "These three girls, each more stunning than the last, wouldn't you consider taking them all in and adding some incense to our village?"
"Not interested, I'm not a stud horse or a human pile driver."
Ye Huan's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"Alright, I won't joke with you anymore." Shen Cuixia laughed, "Let's go, your dad has arranged the special flight for your return, waiting for us at Tokyo International Airport."
Ye Huan nodded, hailed a taxi with Shen Cuixia, and headed to the airport.
In the car, Shen Cuixia smiled mysteriously, "You rascal, as soon as you get home, you'll live in comfort. Those few little wives of yours, I've trained them perfectly."
Upon hearing this, Ye Huan felt a little anticipation rising in his heart, along with a hint of longing on his face.
