Zhang Zheng and Kesha talked in the space for nearly half an hour. Due to the powers of space and time, to an outsider, the floating island seemed to disappear and reappear in an instant.
"Queen Kesha, take one last look at this beautiful world!"
Before leaving, Zhang Zheng made a comment to Kesha, and as a result, two small white hands gave him another waist massage.
Zhang Zheng grinned, nodded at Kesha, and, ignoring the hands on his waist, embraced Yan and Zhi Xin, vanishing from the floating island.
Kesha watched Zhang Zheng leave with a smile on her face.
What is the true side of this person?
During their conversation, although it wasn't exhaustive, Zhang Zheng had offered unique insights into the invasion of Earth, which Kesha found quite reasonable. However, right after their discussion, Zhang Zheng reverted to his unreliable demeanor, causing Kesha to lose confidence in him again.
"Sigh, the angels are somewhat inexperienced."
Kesha sighed inwardly, gazing into the distance, her mind immersed in her own world, her eyes seeming to lose focus.
Thirty thousand years have passed; she has been weak, fallen, and glorious, but never ordinary. That's enough.
Meanwhile, Zhang Zheng had just returned home and was now facing a three-person tribunal with Yan and Zhi Xin.
"What did you and Queen Kesha talk about? Why does it seem like you two are hiding something from us?"
Both Yan and Zhi Xin noticed this, though Zhi Xin, being more introverted, did not speak up directly.
Yan, however, felt that she was now part of Zhang Zheng's world and involved with Queen Kesha, so she wanted to know the truth.
Zhang Zheng heard Yan's question but didn't rush to answer. Instead, he lay down on the sofa, resting his head on Zhi Xin's smooth thigh, took a deep breath, rubbed his face on Zhi Xin's leg, and found the most comfortable position.
"Yan, Queen Kesha doesn't want you to know. Are you sure you want me to say something?"
Zhang Zheng spoke with a smile, looking at Yan.
Yan's face showed a conflicted expression upon hearing Zhang Zheng's words. She would always listen to the queen. However, Yan felt that this secret might be significant and seem to involve her, leaving her unsure of what to choose.
"Zhang Zheng, is the queen in danger?"
Yan didn't speak, but Zhi Xin did.
Zhi Xin wasn't interested in what Zhang Zheng and Kesha talked about. After all, one was her idol, and the other was her queen, both of whom were close to her and wouldn't harm her.
Zhi Xin only cared about Queen Kesha's safety and didn't want to ask more.
"Hehe, Zhi Xin, have a little faith in me. I've promised you that Queen Kesha will be fine."
Zhang Zheng, lying on Zhi Xin's lap, stroked her pretty face with a firm tone.
"Okay, Zhang Zheng, if you say it's fine, then I believe you."
Zhi Xin smiled charmingly in response to Zhang Zheng's assurance. The smile was so pure that Zhang Zheng felt healed.
Yan watched Zhang Zheng and Zhi Xin interact, and a relieved smile appeared on her face.
Since Zhang Zheng had made a promise, Yan didn't want to interfere any further.
Relaxed, Yan seemed to return to her old self. With a flash of light, her red dress and silver armor disappeared, replaced by a homey long dress.
She transformed from a valiant angel warrior to a wife staying at home with her husband.
"Yan, can you tell me about your past?"
Zhang Zheng looked at the slender and sexy Yan, feeling a bit moved. However, since it was already late and not much time had passed, even if Zhang Zheng was in the mood, he wouldn't be thinking about jumping into bed.
Yan, seeing Zhang Zheng's idle look, felt a bit unhappy. Now, Zhang Zheng wanted her to tell a story, making her even more displeased.
"What's there to tell about my story? Every day was either fighting or preparing for fighting."
Yan seemed reluctant to recall her past and appeared somewhat distracted.
Zhang Zheng reluctantly left Zhi Xin's elastic thighs, sat up from the sofa, and walked over to Yan, pulling her into his embrace.
"Yan, I'm sorry!"
"If you're unhappy about anything in the future, you can tell me. I am your strongest support."
Zhang Zheng hugged Yan, stroking her golden hair at the back of her head, and gently pressed his forehead against hers, speaking with deep affection.
"Uh…"
Yan twitched her mouth when she saw Zhang Zheng's expression.
"Did this guy misunderstand something? I just didn't want to recall past battles. Why is he comforting me now?"
Though Yan complained inwardly, she didn't explain anything.
What girl doesn't want her man to pamper her? Even though Yan is a high-ranking angel, she's still a woman. Yan liked Zhang Zheng's gentle and affectionate demeanor.
So, she comfortably nestled into Zhang Zheng's embrace, resting her head on his chest.
Zhang Zheng's enhanced body, modified by the Sentinel serum, made it possible for Yan, who is over 1.7 meters tall and wearing high heels, to rest her head on his chest.
"Yan, Zhi Xin, what should we have for dinner tonight?"
Zhang Zheng, embracing Yan's soft body, felt the silence a bit too much and asked.
Zhang Zheng hadn't gone out for a meal in a while and felt a bit nostalgic.
"Hmm… Let's go for hot pot. The same place you took me, Azhui, and Mo Yi to last time."
Yan thought for a moment while nestled in Zhang Zheng's arms and remembered the last time they went out for hot pot.
Thinking of Zhang Zheng, the main god of Earth, being threatened by some small-time thugs, Yan couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Okay, let's go for hot pot. I wonder if the recent Tianhe battle affected that place."
Zhang Zheng didn't specifically use his mental power to check the hot pot restaurant. After all, life should have some small surprises, even if it's just for a hot pot meal.
"Zhi Xin, you should change your clothes too. Let's go together."
Zhang Zheng looked at Zhi Xin still in her red dress and silver armor on the sofa and gave a reminder.
"Okay."
Zhi Xin changed into a simple T-shirt and women's jeans.
Zhang Zheng remembered that this outfit was bought during the last time Mo Ganna attacked the Giant Gorge, when he accompanied Zhi Xin shopping.
Yan also changed into white denim shorts and a white T-shirt.
Zhang Zheng was once again amazed by his two little angels. Good figures can truly make any outfit look stunning. Even the simplest clothing looked incredibly captivating on the two women.
"Let's go, we're heading out."
Zhang Zheng looked at the two women for a while and nodded in satisfaction.
"No wonder you're my wife; you're beautiful no matter how you look."
Zhang Zheng muttered to himself, then took the hands of the two women and walked out.
On the way, Zhang Zheng experienced the feeling of being envied by others.
Unlike last time, when Zhang Zheng had to maintain some distance with the beautiful women, this time was different. Zhang Zheng confidently held onto two beautiful women.
So, while people admired the beauties, their gazes toward Zhang Zheng were also filled with contempt.
"Yan, Zhi Xin. Bringing you two out, the psychological pressure is huge!"
Zhang Zheng didn't mind being seen as a scoundrel and even joked with Yan and Zhi Xin.
"Hehe, the charm of angels is something even you, the main god, can't resist, let alone ordinary people. Aren't you especially pleased now, having two angels guarding you?"
Yan winked at Zhang Zheng while speaking, giving a "lucky you" look.
"Hmm, I agree with that. But I also have quite a charm. Not only men are sneaking glances at you, but women are also sneaking glances at me. Wow, even married women with children are looking at me. I guess I'm indeed a person with amazing charm."
Zhang Zheng glanced around and noticed women sneaking looks at him, feeling that his psychological balance had been restored, proving that he also had charm.
Yan and Zhi Xin gave no comment on Zhang Zheng's narcissism, and the three of them continued chatting and laughing as they walked.
"Xiao Ming, did you see that? That uncle just now is the so-called scoundrel. You're a good boy, and you must never learn from him."
The woman who had been looking at Zhang Zheng just now was giving a live demonstration to her 5-year-old son, using Zhang Zheng as a negative example.
"Hmm, I understand, Mommy. I only like Duoduo. I won't have anyone else in my heart."
Xiao Ming, having accepted his mother's lesson, said with determination.
In Xiao Ming's mind, only Duoduo from the next class was the most beautiful.