Chapter 2189 [Extra] Mountain Bandit Lion VS Half-Demon Mini Rabbit (8)

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The long awkward silence continued until a gentle breeze brushed against his dry lips, at which point Lin Yuan finally cleared his throat and explained, "Ordinary lions and lion demons that have cultivated for nearly a thousand years are different."

"If I were to make a rough calculation, I would have twenty-eight incense sticks."

Si Jin's Adam's apple bobbed as he listened to him continue, "When the mood strikes, the number of times incense is lit each day is about... more than twenty, and doubles during the breeding season."

"And..." Lin Yuan lowered his head and chuckled, his lips pressed against the rabbit's soft ear. As if afraid the rabbit wouldn't hear him clearly, he deliberately slowed down his speech, uttering each word slowly.

“You can also count how many… thorns there are.”

After saying that, he lowered his hand and put his arm around Si Jin, intending to take the little rabbit, which only reached his shoulder, back into the house.

Unexpectedly, just as they were about to leave, they heard two soft groans.

The beast's alertness immediately allowed Lin Yuan to lock onto the direction. He released his demonic power, and through his powerful clairvoyance, he could see that three steps away, beside the bushes, Yao Cen was being trapped against the wall by a rather tall young man who was shamelessly demanding a kiss.

The gentle eagle had no choice but to press its hand against the young man's chest, its ears turning red as it whispered, "What if someone comes? Stop kissing him for a little while... um..."

Unexpectedly, her righteous refusal was perceived as coy refusal by the wicked young man, who soon kissed her with even greater force, making her eyes red and her sobs uncontrollable.

Lin Yuan didn't look at the rest.

One should not look at what is improper, especially not at a former rival.

But when he looked away, he let out a soft sigh of relief.

I feel more at ease than ever before; even the wind feels smoother tonight.

It seems that no one will disturb him and the little rabbit tonight or in the future.

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Si Jin is injured.

For seven consecutive days, six wooden beds fell apart. His only remaining memory was of fainting in Lin Yuan's arms.

The god was in great pain, and even the strongest pain shield couldn't be restored. Besides obediently applying medicine, he also had to rely on his divine power to sustain himself.

The lion, oblivious to its own limitations, could only do hard labor during the day and kneel on a washboard at night.

After Si Jin fully recovered, in just one month, twelve beds were destroyed in succession.

Si Jin regretted it terribly. He really shouldn't have provoked the lion with "one-tenth of an incense stick".

However, he has already taken advantage of this guy for so long, and hasn't been to the fields for three months. The misunderstanding with Yao Cen has been cleared up, and Yao Cen and Ling Zhou are about to propose to each other.

Lin Yuan still refused to utter those four words.

I am very happy.

He didn't say anything, so this vicious cycle continued, to the point that Si Jin only got out of bed once in six months.

On the day of her wedding, she barely managed to survive thanks to divine power in order to complete the ceremony.

No, Si Jin is angry and can't take it anymore. If this continues, he'll lose half his life in this dream.

Why is the lion so heavy...?

Fine, if Lin Yuan won't tell, he'll just have to coax him into saying it.

So, two months later, as soon as she had a place to stay, Si Jin summoned Lin Yuan to the top of the fifth floor of the brothel.

And on that day, everyone was given a day off.

He then used his divine power to suspend about ten hammocks that would float up and down in the air, pulled Lin Yuan down, and gently blew on his ear.

He said slowly, "Look, isn't this arrangement of varying heights fun? And even if we fall, there will be another hammock to catch us and continue to carry us, allowing us to experience the joy of soaring through the clouds."

The Lion King lowered his eyes, his prominent Adam's apple bobbing slightly. Before he could reply, he tried to pull Si Jin to the nearest hammock.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached out, the little rabbit raised its hand and made a "shh" gesture, mysteriously shaking its head in refusal.