In Bei Ming Haotian's private room on the third floor, the luxurious decorations and exquisitely carved furniture are breathtaking. The works are seamless and natural, but what is even more amazing than their superb skills is their rich imagination and extraordinary creative spirit. Every item is absolutely unique, ingenious, and beautiful.
On a pear wood table inlaid with marble, the finest delicacies from Zuixianlou were laid out. Because they were hungry, Tian Haoze and Nangong Ziyan buried themselves in their food.
In contrast, Bei Ming Haotian barely touched his chopsticks, instead gazing at Nangong Ziyan with tender eyes. Seeing such a beautiful, pure, and lovely person, his heart softened like water, rippling with waves of emotion.
"Haotian, you're full even if you don't eat. I think you'll be full just by looking at Yan'er." Tian Haoze said indistinctly while eating. He couldn't stand the intense look in Bei Ming Haotian's eyes as he looked at Nangong Ziyan. He should just say he likes her! He's making him worry for her.
Nangong Ziyan looked up at Beiming Haotian and Tian Haoze with a cute, confused expression. She had been so focused on eating that she hadn't noticed Haotian staring at her!
"Haotian, eat quickly! After we finish eating, let's go to the night market!" Nangong Ziyan was overjoyed. As long as Haotian noticed her, she would have a chance. Poor her, she had to turn around and pursue the person she liked.
"Sister Yan'er, going to the night market is not safe here!" Tian Haoze frowned immediately. She had just taken a nap, but he hadn't rested yet. He said it was not safe to discourage Nangong Ziyan from going out.
"Brother Tianze, how could it be unsafe? There's a saying that even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. This is Haotian's territory! What are you afraid of?"
Nangong Ziyan looked at Beiming Haotian with shining eyes, her smile as bright as a star in the night, bringing light to Beiming Haotian's dark heart.
"Eat quickly! I'll take you there after you finish eating," Bei Ming Haotian said softly. He cherished the time he spent with her and would not waste any time he had.
"Tsk tsk!" Tian Haoze's eyes widened instantly, staring at the scene before him with disbelief. When had he ever seen Haotian so gentle? Sure enough! The power of love is the greatest. He hadn't believed it before, but now he did.
Bei Ming Haotian glared at Tian Haoze and continued eating, while Nangong Ziyan smiled shyly and started eating again, though not as quickly as before.
After dinner, Tian Haoze said he was too tired and went back to his room to rest.
Only Bei Ming Haotian and Nangong Ziyan remained in the room. When there were no outsiders present, Bei Ming Haotian removed his mask.
Bei Ming Haotian reached out, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, smiled lazily, and looked at Nangong Ziyan.
"Yan'er, white suits you best, and I'll never get tired of looking at it."
Nangong Ziyan looked at her clothes. What was so strange about that? She always dressed like this back in the South China Sea Crystal Palace!
Bei Ming Haotian leaned forward slightly, lifting the chin of the adorable Nangong Ziyan with one hand. His handsome face, clear as a breeze and bright as the moon, moved closer to Nangong Ziyan with a half-smile. Just as his thin lips were about to touch her cheek, making Nangong Ziyan blush and her heart race, her body trembling slightly, he moved away from her a little. When no one was around, he couldn't help but want to tease her in a wicked way. He loved looking at her eyes, which made his cold heart feel as if it were bathed in sunlight.
After a long while, Nangong Ziyan composed herself, closed her eyes briefly, and then mustered her courage to say, "Hao, Haotian, this is something only lovers do! Haotian, do you also like Yan'er?"
"Since Yan'er has offered herself to me, how could I possibly refuse?"
Bei Ming Haotian's lukewarm voice startled Nangong Ziyan, and her eyes lit up as she looked at him.
"Haotian, you..."
Bei Ming Haotian chuckled, gently stroking Nangong Ziyan's face with his large hand, and said, "Yan'er, love only exists when both parties are willing. You must remember, you provoked me first."
That gentle tone of voice, the tenderness between her fingers, and that affectionate face left Nangong Ziyan momentarily stunned. She could only stare blankly at Beiming Haotian. The faint, pleasant fragrance emanating from her body lingered between the two of them, permeating their very souls.
Before Nangong Ziyan could react, Beiming Haotian gave a wicked smile, wrapped his long arm around her, and, not forgetting to put on his mask, leaped out of the window. The room, which had been as bright as day, was instantly empty, leaving only a pleasant fragrance.
Tian Haoze pushed the door open and saw that the two had disappeared. He smiled instantly.
"Hey! Haotian! You've finally figured things out. Now I, Tian Haoze, can finally get a good night's sleep." Tian Haoze muttered to himself, stretched, and then turned to walk into his room next door.
As soon as Ximen Chunxue returned to her room, she sent her maid to inquire about Tian Haoze's whereabouts. However, guests were not allowed to enter the third floor, so Ximen Chunxue could only swallow her anger and wait for Tian Haoze to appear on his own.
Bei Ming Haotian brought Nangong Ziyan to a quiet alley. Nangong Ziyan felt dizzy. Her fear of heights was a problem. People with high cultivation levels are so arrogant. After landing from such a height, she could hardly stand. She couldn't help but hold onto Bei Ming Haotian tightly with both hands.
"Yan'er, you can't even handle this short distance? Don't forget, I am the ruler of the Netherworld Continent. You can't do this." Although Bei Ming Haotian said this, he felt extremely distressed seeing Nangong Ziyan's suffering. He just wanted to provoke Yan'er and make her break through her cultivation level.
Nangong Ziyan abruptly released Beiming Haotian, took a few steps back, and looked at him with some agitation, saying, "Beiming Haotian, do you have any conscience? I, Nangong Ziyan, am naturally afraid of heights. I finally managed to contract a demon beast, but I can only fly close to the ground. Even a three-year-old laughs at me. Can't you be a little more understanding of my low cultivation level?" Nangong Ziyan became more and more heartbroken as she spoke. Was Haotian implying that she was stupid and not qualified to stand by his side?
"Yan'er, don't get agitated. I just want you to focus on your cultivation. After all, with your current level of cultivation, you're really not suited for traveling. I'm worried about you, you know?" Bei Ming Haotian held Nangong Ziyan's shoulders. He wasn't good at saying sentimental things. He just hoped that Yan'er could protect herself when he wasn't by her side. That was all he meant.
-End of this chapter-
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