Chapter 289 Blood Clan White Moonlight is a Witch (20)

The little pigeon system Gugu was thrown into the barrier by Qiao Xi.

Gugu couldn't see what was happening outside and wanted to struggle out of this small cage-like barrier.

However.

Just as it was about to flap its wings and fly away, a bolt of lightning suddenly descended from the barrier and hit it exactly. All the hair on its body exploded.

Lei didn't feel any pain.

On the contrary, it was quite gentle, but the slightly numbing electric current made its beautiful feathers, which it was proud of, explode.

Gugu choked within the barrier.

It didn't dare to move anymore and had to stay still and wait for Qiao Xi to let it out.

Angelo, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, lazily raised his arms and placed them on the edge of the bed. His face was pale, but his condition was much better than before.

Even though he was punished by Qiao Xi who used magic to activate the seal of the collar.

But he was a duke.

It didn't take long to recover. The white shirt was loose and had many wrinkles from the punishment of the seal.

Qiao Xi came to him and squatted down.

She glanced sideways at the window where the curtains were not drawn, then looked at the man in front of her with three-dimensional and delicate features.

"Do you want to continue?" Qiao Xi asked softly.

An Qiluo narrowed his eyes slightly, and when his slightly blurred gaze fell on her, the man's voice was like brewing mellow wine, his magnetic voice was hoarse, low and seductive.

"Wouldn't that be a nuisance to you?"

A warm breath was accompanied by a chuckle, and Angelo looked at her with a half-smile.

"Why?"

She herself is not very noble.

Qiao Xi lowered her beautiful eyes, her gaze fixed on the buttons of his shirt. Her delicate white hands reached out and gently untied the last restraint.

There was only a faint emotion in the girl's eyes, which were as clear as glass.

I can't express my concern.

She was still caring after all, but her movements were exceptionally gentle.

"I just feel a little sad. I think you shouldn't be like this, but I also think you should be like this."

Qiao Xi knew that his words were contradictory.

But she knew that she had faced a choice before: to use a stand-in or to do it herself.

She finally chose a substitute.

Just because she doesn't want to get sick, and doesn't want to use different bodies with multiple men. Some people would find it disgusting, some would find it dirty.

Qiao Xi herself doesn't care.

She had realized this long ago. As long as she could achieve her goal, she would sacrifice anything, even her body.

But now there is a system.

It also prevented her from sacrificing her body to achieve her goal. Basically, she could leave it to a substitute when encountering such a situation. But An Qiluo was not like that. An Qiluo chose to do it himself.

Do you feel dirty and disgusting?

The question that the young man kept asking her echoed in Qiao Xi's mind again.

Will it?

Ask yourself, if Qiao Xi had chosen the same path as you, what would be the difference between her and An Qiluo?

Just as they don't take care of their bodies.

She is just as dirty, and just as busy with many targets. If she were alive today, she would probably be the one who would be despised and felt disgusted.

Except she didn't.

By choosing a substitute, she held on to her last bottom line, but the fact that she would not refuse a kiss that came to her door did not necessarily mean she was noble.

After all.

Angelo is more like her who has taken another path.

A mirror reflects two diverging roads, and also reflects the two futures after she makes a choice, facing such an An Qiluo.

Qiao Xi once said that it felt disgusting and a bit dirty.

Isn't she talking about herself?

They are all the same kind of people, and can be considered as different kinds of people.

But Qiao Xi knew very well that if she could go back in time and make another choice, she would still take this path and she would not regret it.

An Qiluo naturally wouldn't do that either.

That's why he was able to calmly accept Qiao Xi's words when she was still the little princess of the sea clan.

But it's different now.

An Qiluo was moved and touched.

When facing Qiao Xi's words again.

He should have been invulnerable, but because he gave his heart away, he became vulnerable and could be hurt.

"I said I wouldn't let you touch me."

Qiao Xi stopped after unbuttoning the last button of the white shirt. The slight light that had just risen in An Qiluo's eyes quickly dimmed again.

But after a long silence.

He lowered his eyes and smiled, "It doesn't matter. I also said that it doesn't matter even if the Lord God doesn't like me."

He asked for it.

The one who is moved first is the loser. From the beginning, he had a playful mentality, thinking that even if he got it, he could just withdraw from it as before.

But now.

Before he even got it, he had already fallen into it and wanted to leave.

I realized it when I came to my senses.

The girl had unconsciously occupied every corner of his mind, even when he saw her. The original thoughts of wanting to get her were treated as a joke by An Qiluo.

But at that moment.

It erupted like a tsunami.

The surge of emotion he had suppressed was so intense that he hadn't even imagined it. He had originally thought that the emotion he had just joked about would actually accumulate to this extent.

He thought he wouldn't fall in love with anyone.

I don't even think that I would be attracted to a woman.

Is this considered reaping the fruits of one's own actions now?

I guess so. An Qiluo had already accepted defeat. If he couldn't have it, he couldn't have it. Living like a puppy with no dignity didn't matter. As long as Qiao Xi didn't completely forget about him and erase him from her world.

After all.

He was still able to deceive himself and think that he had a certain place in Qiao Xi's heart.

"Yes, that's why I touch you."

Qiao Xi put away the shirt that was soaked with cold sweat.

Her delicate hand fell on An Qiluo's lips. When An Qiluo was touched by her hand, his eyes were filled with disbelief for a moment, and his pupils shrank slightly.

This moment.

When he met Qiao Xi's beautiful eyes that were still calm, he actually felt like retreating for the first time.

"don't want."

The last note of Angelo's low and hoarse voice trembled a little, and he could hardly even say this simple sentence clearly.

He seemed to be afraid of Qiao Xi's touch.

It was as if he was resisting himself and wanted to retreat.

But he was originally sitting on the floor, with his back against the corner of the bed, so there was no place for him to move back.

He can do it himself.

He could joke with Qiao Xi without restraint like before, or he could be teased without any dignity or bottom line.

but--

The only thing he was afraid of was Qiao Xi's approach now, when he had finally made up his mind not to pollute her and stay away from her.

This sudden approach.

The intention to retreat became stronger, but the girl's hand touched his lips, caressing and touching him tentatively intentionally or unintentionally.

The soft warmth on the fingertips.

And the sweet smell with a slight strawberry flavor between her made Anqiluo's heart long for her to take a step further and want to absorb her warmth more madly.

But it doesn't work.

Reason could not give in. He was determined not to tarnish the defense line he had built with great difficulty.

It's being dismantled bit by bit.

"Are you afraid of getting me dirty?"

Noticing An Qiluo's evasive gaze, Qiao Xi asked softly. Her eyes seemed to have a magical power that could see directly into An Qiluo's heart, and none of his thoughts could escape her gaze.

"How could that be? Lord God is such a joke."

An Qiluo gave two forced laughs.

He avoided Qiao Xi's gaze and didn't dare to look into those eyes again, but his hands clenched at his sides indicated his restlessness.