"Sister, do you think I should title this poem "Sword Heart Towards the Way"? "
Murong Jin pestered Ye Qiu Shuang, with a smile on his face, and spoke to himself.
"This... together with my other two poems, 'The Quest for the Sword' and 'The Ultimate Sword Rhythm', forms a trilogy on swordplay."
Ye Qiu Shuang ignored him. Thinking that the time had come, she prepared to fly away on her sword, but was rarely stopped by Murong Jin.
Murong Jin's eyes were complicated: "Sister, you're going to fool around with that wild man again, don't you want me anymore?"
Ye Qiu Shuang took a while to react before realizing that the "wild man" he was talking about was Mo Chenyu.
"If you were like him and didn't have that kind of feelings for me, honestly, there's no way I'd ignore you."
Her words were a response to Murong Jin's previous question.
Murong Jin seemed very disappointed with her answer: "Sister, how do you know that person doesn't have that kind of feelings for you?"
He seemed to sigh: "Sister, you are too naive. All men are the same. If he doesn't have that kind of feelings for you, he won't ask you out so often."
Ye Qiu Shuang said seriously, "It's disrespectful for you to speculate about others without authorization. I know Mo Chenyu's character better than you do. You don't need to worry about him."
She practiced the ruthless way, and was more sensitive to all kinds of emotions. What's more, if Mo Chenyu really had any ill intentions, her cultivation was even higher than his, and he could not do anything to her.
So, after she finished speaking, she walked around him and was about to leave, but Murong Jin grabbed the corner of her clothes again.
He bit his lower lip tightly, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke in a low voice: "Sister, if I really return to my previous position as your younger brother and don't do anything that crosses the line, will you really pay attention to me and get along with me like before?"
Ye Qiu Shuang was surprised, but still nodded: "Of course."
In fact, Murong Jin did not figure it out, but was helpless.
One thousand years, two thousand years, three thousand years... He has been with her for long enough. Murong Jin has completely given up and has seen through that Ye Qiu Shuang will not like him.
Instead of letting Ye Qiu Shuang ignore him and retreat to the position of a friend, his sister would at least pay attention to him.
"Then sister, you really only regard Mo Chenyu as a friend and won't fall in love with anyone else, right?"
When Murong Jin called her "sister" this time, there was less desire and flirting in his voice. Instead, he really treated her as a sister, as if it was just a simple name.
Ye Qiu Shuang noticed this subtle change and felt inexplicably relieved: "Of course, I practice the ruthless way. If I fall in love with someone else and my heart is broken, I won't be so stupid."
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