Chapter 78. Seven days and seven nights won't result in pregnancy.

Hua Deng made it seem as if the whole person was immersed in water.

It was impossible to tell whether his face was covered in sweat or tears.

Perhaps worried that she might be uncomfortable, he picked her up and placed her on his lap.

Face to face, she saw his face again.

His eyes were deep and dark, and his Adam's apple bobbed; he seemed to be suppressing his emotions.

Hua Deng hoped he would be more patient.

But in this world, hope always comes at a price, and Hua Deng soon realized what that price was.

He didn't move, but his primordial spirit slipped over and entered her sea of ​​consciousness.

He said, "I want to see what you all did during those three months."

Hua Deng: "Didn't I already tell you—"

The final note shattered into a broken sound.

The fingernails left reddish scratches on his chest, and Hua Deng trembled all over, forced to endure his primordial spirit.

He saw everything.

She smiled at him and chatted with him about everything under the sun. She would buy him clothes, which the damned guy only wore once at the very end, and even then, he got them dirty.

She would also deliberately call him by his nickname to annoy him, and teach him to play leaf cards, even though he would never participate in such a game.

“Tell him you don’t belong in this world,” Shen Zhou said slowly, his voice extremely low. “But you’ve never told me that.”

Hua Deng was too weak to speak. Only after the trembling subsided did she reply shakily, "I thought you already knew."

Shen Zhou had indeed known all along.

“But you never told me that,” he added.

Hua Deng was helpless; it was the system that wouldn't let her speak, so she had no choice but to say, "Then I'll tell you now."

Shen Zhou lowered his gaze and remained silent.

He could kill anyone she encountered with a single sword strike.

But that was him.

He himself, living in the past!

At that time, the system couldn't find her for a long time. He really wanted to tear through the void and chase after her, but he couldn't guarantee that the Heavenly Dao wouldn't take this opportunity to sever her connection with this world.

Heaven rejects these outsiders; only he can suppress Heaven's influence for her.

He also learned from the system that she had no intention of time travel again; she just wanted to see her past self. Therefore, her disappearance must be due to something he did in the past.

No one knows his past self better than him, and no one hates that guy more than him.

A piece of trash, yet he dares to covet the bright lights.

Seeing his displeasure, Hua Deng teased, "What's the big deal? It's all you anyway, so if I leave, I'll just be keeping you company."

Shen Zhou smiled, his expression softening as if he genuinely agreed with her words.

Just as Hua Deng breathed a sigh of relief, the large hand gripping her waist suddenly tightened, catching her off guard. She was pulled upwards by him, only to fall heavily back down.

That was precisely what she couldn't bear the most.

His fingers had touched it, and he still remembers the terrible feeling.

He must remember it too.

He knew perfectly well that she was most afraid of him touching that spot; he had always known this and had deliberately avoided it.

Only at this moment did he deliver the most intense shock, causing her to lose her mind and become completely at his mercy.

The city lights, like drifting passengers on a boat, were tossed about by his irresponsible captain.

He sat firmly in his seat, making it seem as if she was the one taking the initiative and plundering.

God knows how much she wanted to stop.

With this demeanor and a seemingly cold yet hoarse voice, Shen Zhou pressed her, "Do you also want him to treat you like this?"

"What—haa!"

With another bump, his hand moved from behind her waist to her lower abdomen.

"If this place belonged to him, would you like it?"

"No, I don't like it..."

Hua Deng's mind was in complete disarray, and she was unable to analyze whether his tone was good or bad, so she answered intermittently.

Shen Zhou asked, "Why wouldn't you like it?"

His tone remained calm, but Hua Deng sensed a certain danger: "Didn't you say you'd like me no matter what I became?"

Hua Deng: "..."

Feeling the movement of his hand, Hua Deng forgot all about cursing and quickly said, "I like it! I like it!"

“You’re not being honest.” Shen Zhou pinched the back of her neck.

Hua Deng couldn't take it anymore. She glared at him and said resentfully, "Then what do you want?"

Shen Zhou said, "Don't like it, and don't dislike it."

Hua Deng wanted to give him a good whack.

Schrödinger's liking?! I think you just want to kill me!

Shen Zhou stroked her cheek affectionately: "If it were him, he wouldn't treat you like this."

Hua Deng: "Hmm...?"

Shen Zhou picked her up.

"That's probably how it would be for him."

He started carrying her towards the bed.

Hua Deng was completely dazed. This jolt wasn't as intense as the previous one, but it was still even more torturous.

Her legs were completely weak, and she draped them over his arm. He pinched her palm so hard it hurt.

“See, he will make you suffer, but I won’t,” Shen Zhou said, looking down at her.

"What's the difference...aren't you still the same person? You're a beast no matter what!"

Shen Zhou stopped with a smile, waited for her to finish scolding, and then continued walking forward.

In just a few steps, she burst into tears, which gathered in one spot and flowed to the ground.

Just as she was losing her senses, Shen Zhou suddenly released his primordial spirit and merged with hers. In that instant...

Hua Deng had no idea how she was put on the bed.

His movements were gentle and tender, as if the fierce creature had escaped his control and was therefore so unruly.

When Hua Deng came to her senses, she found that she was kneeling on the bed, while he was standing below the bed.

He said, "You also feel that he's not gentle enough or considerate enough, right?"

He gripped her waist: "Remember how he treated you, like this."

Hua Deng tried to crawl forward while clutching the blanket, but he dragged her back.

"Remember this, don't go looking for him, stay by my side."

"You...you dare to treat me like this..."

"Yes, I dare."

"I'll deduct your salary—" No, he has no salary now!

"You pervert..."

Hua Deng heard him laugh, as if to say, "Is this what you call perverted?"

He said slowly, "You'd better get used to it first."

I can't get used to the bright lights.

For the first time, she understood that when a person reaches their extreme, they really do feel like they're going to break down.

She didn't know when, or how many times she lost consciousness, before she realized she had stopped.

She was soaking wet, and in her daze, she reached out and touched herself. For some reason, even though she was far away from the window, her body from the waist down was covered in snowflakes.

The dirty snow trickled down her fingertips and elsewhere, running down the side of her legs.

Hua Deng's home is in Yangzhou, where it doesn't snow often.

She loved snow, so on her first day at Yaoqing Sect, she really wanted to see snow, but she still didn't see it often.

But now she knows that Xue also likes her.

So much snow melted inside her body. It made her feel ashamed, yet also satisfied.

Because she really, really likes it...

The master of snow.

Suddenly, she shuddered, opened her eyes wide, and realized something.

"What should I do..." she frantically looked for the person next to her, her brows furrowed slightly, "Hurry up and clean it up."

Shen Zhou stopped her movements, his gaze fixed on the snow, growing increasingly dark and unwavering.

"Don't you like it?" he said, a smirk playing on his lips.

Hua Deng took his hand and pressed it to her face, saying pitifully, "I don't want to get pregnant."

Shen Zhou then shifted his gaze, looking into her eyes: "Why don't you want to?"

He scooped up some snow water and asked in a low voice, "Don't you want to get pregnant, or... don't you want to get pregnant with me?"

Hua Deng was extremely flustered at this moment, completely unaware of the emotions in his words. She rubbed her cheek against his palm, on the verge of tears: "I'm not ready, I don't want to get pregnant."

Shen Zhou said, "I don't want anyone's."

Hua Deng, bewildered, replied eagerly, "Of course!"

Shen Zhou smiled slightly. He leaned down and kissed her lower abdomen: "You won't get pregnant, don't worry."

He said, "Only my things can stay here."

With one worry gone, Hua Deng forgot about the other danger and asked excitedly, "Really?"

“Really,” Shen Zhou said, “I can give you even more.”

Hua Deng: "...!"

Later, he did give her even more, so much that he couldn't hold it all anymore.

As dawn approached, Shen Zhou carried her to the table.

He wrapped his arms around her from behind and took out a cup: "Would you like some water?"

"……Um."

Hua Deng shifted awkwardly, and he patted her leg. Feeling the threat emanating from within her, she said in a trembling voice, "You...you go out first..."

Shen Zhou took out two bottles: "I have bamboo leaf wine and jade dew, both of which you like. Which one do you want?"

Hua Deng snapped angrily, "Get out of here!"

Shen Zhou said, "Then let's drink both."

He was determined not to leave her. With no other choice, Hua Deng casually picked up a bottle and gulped it down. He watched the whole thing quietly without moving.

After what happened, Hua Deng realized how restrained this person had been in the past.

Those subtle hints were merely to please her.

He must be insatiable, wanting everything, controlling everything, and destroying everything.

Seeing that she was drinking quickly, Shen Zhou gently patted her back, poured another cup, and held it to her lips. Hua Deng was really thirsty, so she drank it down immediately.

Shen Zhou smiled, and after he took the water glass away, Hua Deng noticed that there was a pile of food on the table.

He said, "These are all your favorite foods."

Hua Deng glanced at him and knew it was true. He asked curiously, "When did you prepare this?"

Shen Zhou said, "The day you disappeared."

A high-end Qiankun Ring can ensure that food remains in the same state as when it was placed inside, and the food on the table is still warm, with no possibility of spoilage or change in taste.

Shen Zhou said softly, "I want to be able to eat it as soon as you open your eyes."

Hua Deng was very touched, but she couldn't help but complain, "But I didn't get to eat it when I opened my eyes."

Shen Zhou remained expressionless and smiled, saying, "You liked the other things you ate, didn't you?"

As I rubbed my fingertips against her stomach, the thing inside her jerked a little.

Hua Deng hurriedly went to find chopsticks, afraid that she would miss this meal again.

However, Shen Zhou took the chopsticks away, embraced her, and fed her bite by bite.

The two engaged in a question-and-answer session.

"Is it tasty?"

"……tasty."

Do you like it?

"like."

Are you still leaving?

"...I'm not leaving!" She'd rather die than leave!

Hua Deng hesitated for a moment, after witnessing his battered state after he personally tore apart the lightning tribulation years ago, and decided never to ask him to stay again.

But if he insists on staying... well, Hua Deng took a bite of the roast goose leg from her mouth and gave up thinking about it.

Unbeknownst to her, as she enjoyed her meal, Shen Zhou was gazing down at her.

Her smooth, thin back was covered with long, jet-black hair, the ends of which brushed against the hollows of her waist, swaying gently.

Unaware of this, she turned around, looked at him with her watery eyes, and said to him in a coquettish tone, "Chen Zhou, I want to eat that, please feed me quickly."

Shen Zhou glanced at it; she was referring to a plate of red bean cakes, which was too far away, on the corner of the table, out of her reach.

He remained unmoved: "Go get it yourself."

"Then get out of here!"

"Sure, you can do it yourself."

Hua Deng gritted his teeth, leaned on the edge of the table, and struggled to stand up, supporting his weight.

The poor little guy was thus driven out of the nest.

Even the most attached beast will eventually leave its nest; there's nothing we can do about it.

The passage out was too narrow, and it was trapped. It lingered there reluctantly, trying to hook onto its nest and tear at it.

The nest was covered in water stains from its licking.

But in the end, it got out, with only its head stuck inside.

My fingertips were almost touching the red bean cake.

The annoying guy is about to leave too.

Victory is in sight, the lights are on.

Suddenly, a hand appeared there. The fingertips gently pressed against that fragile spot.

The streetlights paused briefly, then, trying to ignore it, continued their escape.

The fingertips transformed into fingernails.

His nails were always neat, but even so, they now appeared sharp.

He seemed to have just casually pulled his hand away and grazed it back and forth a couple of times.

But Hua Deng suddenly felt a numbness in his spine, lost his strength, and collapsed to the ground.

She ate it herself.

all.

Shen Zhou hugged her and laughed, but she could barely hear his laughter. Her mind was blank, and tears streamed down her face.

Much later, when she was pinned to the table, she vaguely heard him ask, "You were gone for a few days, do you remember?"

"Seven...seven days?"

"Yes, seven days."

Shen Zhou sighed softly, cupped her hair in his hands, and spoke in an incredibly gentle tone.

"So the next seven days are all mine."

"wait--!!!"

The lights trembled all over.

Could it be what she's thinking?!

Looking out the window, I saw the sky was just beginning to lighten; only half of the first day had passed.

As he succumbed to his desires, his voice, like his kisses, fell in a dense, continuous stream.

"Bright lights".

"Bright lights".

"Bright lights. Bright lights. Bright lights. Bright lights. Bright lights. Bright lights. Bright lights..."

He called her name a thousand times, ten thousand times, countless times.

"You are not allowed to leave me."

"Don't leave me behind."

"You are not allowed to betray me."

"……I love you."

The last sentence, almost a whisper, was barely audible before it was swallowed up again by the surging tide of emotions.