Chapter 42 Chapter 42 Wanting to Make Her Happier
Yuchi Xianyue's smiling words echoed in Ling Fuying's ears.
Given Yuchi Xianyue's vengeful nature, he is very likely to attack her, which makes Fu Ying still feel scared about the incident when Yuchi Xianyue strangled her in the middle of the night.
Although it was indeed an illusion, her desire to kill Yuchi Xianyue was real. If he had been a little less lucky, he might have really died under her sword.
Next she has to get along with Yuchi Xianyue, and her situation is really dangerous.
"Why are you so nervous? It's just a joke with Miss Jingyun."
Yuchi Xianyue stood up straight, as if it was really just a joke and he didn't take what happened just now to heart.
Ling Fuying quickly calmed down.
At least now Yuchi Xianyue can't kill her in public.
After returning, she must stay close to Xuan Min and must not be alone with Yuchi Xianyue.
Fortunately, she got the Tianhan Pearl.
Ling Fuying walked away from Yuchi Xianyue calmly and went to Xuan Min's side.
Chen Fuxue kept looking at Ling Fuying, suppressing many questions in his heart, and he was extremely uneasy.
Yuchi Xianyue is her husband.
This identity disgusted him greatly.
At that time, she and Yuchi Xianyue disappeared on the spot. Where did they go and what did they do? Did Yuchi Xianyue recognize her?
Why did Yuchi Xianyue react like this after coming out, and why was he so close to her.
All kinds of thoughts were swirling in Shen Fuxue's mind. He really wanted to hug her tightly in his arms and ask her what they had done.
But not yet.
Several people checked on the spot and found that the vibration under their feet had stopped. They didn't know whether the illusion was related to the vibration. They also needed to continue observing whether the abnormal movement of Dragon Ridge Peak had been resolved.
But Ling Fuying always felt that this was just the beginning.
The few of them returned along the same route, still riding the spirit bird. This time, Xuan Min planned to take the initiative to sit next to Ling Fuying, but when he got on the car, he found that Yuchi Xianyue was sitting next to her.
"There's still room. Why doesn't Master Xuanmin sit down?"
Ling Fuying gritted her teeth. Yes, with so many seats to choose from, why did Yuchi Xianyue choose to sit next to her, deliberately trying to disgust her?
Fortunately, he didn't seem to discover her identity.
Yuchi Xianyue felt itchy all over just sitting next to her, as if something was pricking her.
Ling Fuying looked at Xuan Min eagerly.
So Xuan Min spoke under her earnest gaze: "I am truly sorry, Lord. I would like to trade places with you."
Yuchi Xianyue suppressed the smile in his eyes. He fiddled with the ring and glanced at Ling Fuying, "What do you think, Miss Jingyun?"
She nodded immediately.
Yuchi Xianyue met her gaze and looked away calmly, "Since that's the case, I might as well help you achieve your goal."
Yuchi Xianyue stepped aside.
But Fu Ying did not feel relieved. Beneath his appearance of a kind and gentleman, his eyes were filled with a sinister aura.
If he really wanted to kill her, he must have been planning how she would die.
It would be better to sit with him. Sitting opposite him and being stared at by him made Fu Ying have difficulty breathing.
Apparently, Xuan Min also noticed Yuchi Xianyue's abnormality. He approached Ling Fuying and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Ling Fuying shook her head. She couldn't tell Yuchi Xianyue in front of him that she had stabbed him to death in a dream and that he held a grudge against her.
"Miss Jingyun, I don't care about anything in the illusion, you don't have to worry." Yuchi Xianyue said considerately.
This made Fu Yingcai not believe it.
There was a strange atmosphere between them, and Ling Zhouci could hardly help but notice it.
He glanced at the two of them and couldn't help but wonder if they had entered a separate space similar to the Thousand Mirrors Array, and she had done the same thing to Yuchi Xianyue as she had done to him.
Ling Zhouci suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
Chen Fuxue, who was standing aside, clenched her finger bones and looked at Yuchi Xianyue with an icy gaze.
Yuchi Xianyue's words were like the whispers of a demon, causing Fu Ying to force a smile and say, "Your Majesty, I worry too much. I hope you will be magnanimous and not hold it against me."
"Miss Jingyun is worrying too much."
Ling Fuying smiled fakely.
Yuchi Xianyue looked at Ling Fuying all the way, from her eyebrows to her figure, he was really curious about how she could achieve this level.
If it weren't for the familiar murderous intent in her, he might have been kept in the dark by his seemingly peaceful wife for who knows how long.
The expression on his face when Ling Fuying tried to kill him appeared in his eyes.
The cold sword pierced his heart, first through his clothes, then through his flesh, bones, and finally his heart.
As the feelings progressed, he felt a pleasure he had never experienced before.
In particular, she looked at him with an aggrieved and pitiful expression, but her hands moved even more fiercely, piercing the sword through his ribs and flesh until the hilt was pressed against his chest, leaving no room for further penetration.
Her hand holding the hilt of the sword was very warm, and it rested on his chest. Her body temperature and touch spread through the clothes to his heart.
His heart, with a bloody hole in it, beat at an unprecedented speed, and then he experienced the feeling of being close to death.
The immense pleasure that erupted before his death still made his heart tremble when he recalled it now.
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Being stared at by him made Fu Ying break out in cold sweat on her back, and her clothes were soaked with sweat. Yuchi Xianyue was simply torturing her, which was more oppressive than facing him head-on.
My disgust towards Yuchi Xianyue increased silently.
They were very cautious along the way and finally arrived at Yang's house. They ordered Fu Ying and Yuchi Xianyue to stagger and keep the farthest distance from him.
He looked calmly at Ling Fuying in the front, his expression gloomy and unpredictable.
It was still early when they returned. They seemed to have been trapped in the illusion for many days, but only about a quarter of an hour had passed, giving Fu Ying enough time to figure out what the Tianhan Pearl was.
"I want to rest for a while, so I'll go back to my room first." Ling Fuying left first, and Chen Fuxue watched her door close.
Everyone went back to their rooms. Ling Zhouci was exhausted both physically and mentally after this trip. He didn't dare to look them in the eye. He needed to go back to his room to digest his thoughts. He probably wouldn't go out again for a while.
Ling Fuying didn't know how much psychological trauma this trip had caused him, but in any case, the shadow it left on her was quite large.
Ling Fuying locked the door as soon as he entered the house, fearing that he would be assassinated by Yuchi Xianyue. However, if he really wanted to come in, he could not be stopped. He just did it for psychological comfort.
Ling Fuying did not take out the Tianhan Pearl immediately, fearing that the powerful spiritual energy of the object would be noticed by others. Yuchi Xianyue was the person she needed to be most wary of.
[System, check the Tianhan Pearl.]
[Host, the Tianhan Pearl is a top-grade earth-level treasure, a rare treasure. It has a miraculous effect on suppressing the toxicity of strange fire, and can further cleanse the meridians and marrow, greatly improving the physical aptitude, and can also nourish the soul. However, this item seems to be just a companion spirit pearl. There are more powerful items, but the system permissions are limited, and further access requires an upgrade.]
Fu Ying was surprised that this Tianhanzhu had such an effect at only the Earth level. If he could get something even more powerful.
[How many luck points can be upgraded again? ]
It seems that she is not far from 3,000 luck points. If she works harder and hooks up with Xuan Min, she may be able to get it as soon as possible.
【Five thousand luck points.】
Ling Fuying:!
Sorry to bother you.
Greed is insatiable, and the most important thing right now is to refine the Tianhan Pearl.
[How long does it take to refine? ]
【About three days and three nights.】
This time the cleansing of the meridians and marrow lasts longer than the one exchanged by the system. She cannot act rashly unless she finds a relatively safe place, and definitely not now when she is being hunted by Yuchi Xianyue.
If she refined this thing, she would be giving Yuchi Xianyue the opportunity to be killed. She would probably be dead before she even woke up.
This Tianhan Pearl might be taken away by him, which would be more than worth the loss.
[Are there any side effects after using this Tianhan Pearl? ]
[You may not be able to withstand the coldness of this thing and die suddenly.]
This made Fu Ying speechless, which meant that he needed to be even more cautious.
[When refining and absorbing, it can assist with the Dragon Breath Pill, having the effect of stabilizing the cold. According to the data recorded by the system, the Lingzhou family seems to have two Dragon Breath Pills.]
Ling Fuying finally understood why the system was so active. It wanted her to conquer Ling Zhouci.
However, she had originally planned to rely on Ling Zhouci to increase her luck points, so trying to get the Dragon Breath Pill was just a matter of convenience.
【knew. 】
While she was changing her clothes, she turned around and saw Chen Fuxue standing in the room. She didn't know how long he had been looking at her. She asked Fuying to pull up her clothes and frowned, suspecting that he had watched the whole thing.
"When did you come?"
"Just now."
nonsense.
Ling Fuying tied up her skirt, but Chen Fuxue had already come up behind her, his tall body completely covering her. He hugged her tightly and buried his head in her neck.
Only when he smelled her sweet scent, felt her body temperature, and touched her skin did Shen Fuxue feel alive again.
Shen Fuxue opened his lips and gently licked her earlobe.
Ling Fuying shuddered and tilted his head.
His tall nose rubbed against Ling Fuying's neck, and he took a deep breath of her scent.
No sweat.
He likes the smell of Xiaoman's sweat.
Chen Fuxue felt a little regretful.
"Stop moving so much." Ling Fuying's skin felt numb when he touched her, and her body seemed to still have lingering desires from the illusion, which he easily summoned out.
But her life was seriously threatened and she had no time for romance.
Shen Fuxue also noticed her restlessness and kissed her cheek, "What's wrong?"
She has been in this state ever since she and Yuchi Xianyue disappeared, and he doesn't like seeing her like this.
"I'm worried that Yuchi Xianyue wants to kill me." Ling Fuying turned around and said to Shen Fuxue seriously.
Chen Fuxue frowned.
"Really, Yuchi Xianyue and I entered a fantasy world alone."
Chen Fuxue knew that he was just worried about what they had done.
He hugged the person in his arms tightly, wishing he could embed her into his body.
"To leave the illusion, I had to kill him, so I killed Yuchi Xianyue. Now I'm worried that he holds a grudge against me and wants to kill me."
Xiaoman killed Yuchi Xianyue.
She really didn't like him at all, Shen Fuxue was ecstatic.
So what if she doesn't like herself now.
It doesn’t matter. Sooner or later, he will make Xiaoman care about him. As long as she doesn’t like Yuchi Xianyue, he will feel at ease.
"Don't be afraid, Xiaoman. He can't kill you." Shen Fuxue comforted softly.
Ever since he reunited with Xiaoman, he has left a heart-protecting mark on her. If she disappears again, he can use magic to find her whereabouts. If she is in danger, he will also block three fatal attacks for her.
"I will protect you." Chen Fuxue's lips lingered gently on Ling Fuying's neck. The veins on her arms throbbed. She tried her best to restrain herself from hurting her.
But Fu Ying had no mood to hang out with him because her life was threatened, especially since they were in a haunted courtyard.
Who knows if there are ghosts spying on them in secret.
Thinking of this, he instantly lost interest. He didn't know what Chen Fuxue had done, but since he dared to say that Yuchi Xianyue couldn't do anything to her, he must have a way to deal with it.
Although Chen Fuxue was often in a state of estrus because of the love-binding thread, he would almost always do what he promised her, and besides, he had the cultivation level to do so.
"You go back first." It's not good to indulge in lust in broad daylight.
"Xiao Man, I want to stay a while."
The uneasiness in his heart could only be gradually filled by holding her.
Ling Fuying did not refuse, "Then you can stay for a while and leave. I need to practice for the rest of the time."
"I won't disturb you. I'll just hold you like this. Xiaoman, just practice yours."
Does this make sense? Who else practices like this while being held in his arms? How can this be considered a proper practice?
Chen Fuxue is so shameless.
He seemed unaware of the problem with his words, and often said shocking things so bluntly that she didn't know how to react.
She is indeed a flower from the lofty heights who is not exposed to worldly affairs.
She quickly pushed him away and said, "Go back quickly."
Chen Fuxue kissed her for a while longer, licking the fine sweat on her neck and cheeks. The salty and astringent taste made him addicted and he kept rolling it into his mouth.
Ling Fuying tasted her own sweat, and she clung to Chen Fuxue's clothes, her body trembling slightly.
"Okay, okay, you should go." She tickled him.
The two of them were stained with each other's scent, and Shen Fuxue left with satisfaction.
Although he didn't do anything too extreme, Fu Ying still broke out in a sweat.
Especially after being licked by Chen Fuxue, her whole body was sticky and numb. She could only use the cleaning technique to wash herself simply and change her clothes.
She spent the rest of her time practicing.
Ling Zhouci did not go out that day. All the things that happened in the illusion appeared before his eyes. Before falling asleep, he suddenly found that something was wrong with him.
That familiar feeling of tightness and pain.
Ling Zhouci was stunned, and then his face turned pale.
He has left the illusion and is no longer affected by the Thousand Mirrors Formation, but his body is still so lustful.
He pulled the quilt tightly over his body, picked up the medicine that was nourishing and had the effect of suppressing his internal heat and drank it in big gulps.
The bitter taste at the root of his tongue made him frown, but he had no time to think about it. He waited for the medicinal properties to suppress his body's reaction.
Time passed minute by minute, and he had never felt it was so long.
The medicine has lost its effect.
The images in the illusion kept lingering before his eyes, sometimes it was Ling Fuying's face, sometimes it was Miss Jingyun's face.
And before that, he even liked Yuchi Xianyue.
Three people in a short period of time... Ling Zhouci suffered a huge moral shock and curled up on the bed, almost collapsing.
His body was trembling slightly, and he couldn't believe that this was his true nature.
It was obvious that he liked Yuchi Xianyue, but what he was thinking about was the girl's sweet and soft body.
Ling Zhouci suddenly spat out large mouthfuls of blood. Yu Feng, who heard the noise, rushed in frightened and turned around in panic.
"Master, I will call a doctor right away!"
He didn't want to. If the doctor discovered his body's reaction... it would be too embarrassing!
After wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, Ling Zhouci's face became even paler than paper.
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It was particularly cold tonight, so Ling Fuying took out his own blanket. Outside the door, the cold wind was howling, as if there were ghosts calling out.
She seemed to hear footsteps, but they seemed to be blown away by the wind. She didn't know whether it was her illusion or just the sound of the wind.
But she really couldn't sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, she finally felt sleepy.
Half asleep, Fu Ying felt a figure in front of the window, which made him suddenly wake up and immediately draw the long sword at hand.
The room was dark, and the man was dressed in black and had his face covered, so she had no idea who he was.
Ling Fuying mobilized all his spiritual power. The powerful spiritual power attached to the sword blade, emitting a cold light. The sound of the sword blade piercing the flesh rang out in the silent night.
The man in black didn't want to get entangled and planned to climb out the window to leave, causing Fu Ying's spiritual attack to instantly hit his back shoulder.
Ling Fuying rushed to the window, but the man's figure had already disappeared. Only the sound of the wind remained in the cold night, but it was terrifyingly quiet. The raging cold wind blew in from outside the window, allowing Fuying to hear his own violent heartbeat.
Only then did she realize that the back of her hand was scratched, but it was not serious, and she only felt the pain at this time.
Yuchi Xianyue didn't even bother to do it himself, but sent someone to assassinate him.
Xuan Min's voice came from outside the door. He heard the fighting in Ling Fuying's room and rushed over immediately, but the noise had disappeared.
The confrontation between Ling Fuying and the man in black happened in an instant.
She felt weak, but still held Zang Yue tightly in her hand. When she opened the door and saw Xuan Min, her fear disappeared.
"what happens?"
"Someone wants to kill me."
Her tone at this moment was exceptionally calm.
Xuan Min frowned. Such an expression rarely appeared on his usually calm face. He noticed the scar on Ling Fuying's sword-holding hand, and before he could react, he gently took Ling Fuying's hand.
She subconsciously retracted her hand, but Xuan Minjin held it tightly.
"You're hurt."
They couldn't stand at the door all the time, so they went into the house. Xuan Min used his spiritual power to light the candles, and the two sat down at the table.
"This poor monk will apply the medicine for you."
Ling Fuying shook his head and said, "It's nothing serious, just a minor injury."
But Xuan Min took her hand again, lowered his eyes and applied the ointment on her, while asking her: "Did you see clearly who it was?"
"He had his face covered and was dressed in black."
Although she didn't say it, his intuition told him that Miss Jingyun knew who did it.
"Is there anyone who speculates?"
She could only think of Yuchi Xianyue.
"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it. It's okay."
"It's Yuchi Xianyue."
Xuan Min paused, he looked up at Ling Fuying, thinking of the strange conversation between Yuchi Xianyue and Ling Fuying when he came out of the illusion.
Ling Fuying did not hide anything and told Xuan Min what happened in the illusion.
When she said she had killed Yuchi Xianyue, Xuan Min's brows furrowed even more.
He did not doubt the truthfulness of Ling Fuying's words, but realized the thorny nature of the problem.
If someone were to kill someone out of selfish motives, he would never tolerate this. After all, Buddhists would not kill anyone who was not a vicious and evil person, and even if they did, they would not kill.
But now he had not thought about Ling Fuying's motive for killing Yuchi Xianyue, nor did he think that such behavior was inappropriate. He was just worried that she would be hurt.
He even thought that it was a good thing that it was Yuchi Xianyue who died in the illusion.
He didn't know what Yuchi Xianyue's cultivation level was, but it was definitely not low, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sit firmly on the throne of the Lord of the Three Thousand Domains and no one would dare to challenge him.
Some people speculated that his cultivation might be comparable to Shen Fuxue's.
If he really wanted to kill Ling Fuying, Ling Fuying's situation would be extremely dangerous. Fortunately, he did not come in person this time.
Xuan Min was worried, and after thinking it over, he said, "I will keep watch over you."
It was haunted last time, but now we can't have him guarding it all the time.
"No need, just stay next door and I'll call you if anything happens."
The noise of her fight with the man in black was not loud, but Xuan Min had already noticed it. If she had shouted immediately, he would have definitely noticed it.
Xuan Min looked at the wounds on Ling Fuying's hands. They had healed and his fingers were slender and soft.
Ling Fuying was so angry when she talked about Yuchi Xianyue that she didn't notice that her hand was still held by Xuan Min.
He didn't know what he was thinking, but he pinched Ling Fuying's fingertips. After pinching, he met her gaze. His fingertips trembled, his ears instantly felt hot, and he immediately let go of his hand.
Xuan Min himself didn't expect to do such a thing.
Ling Fuying looked at Xuan Min blankly.
Xuan Min hesitated a little, "Then I will go back first."
Ling Fuying watched him walk out of the room. She looked at her hand which had recovered as before and was deeply moved.
What a good man! Monks are truly compassionate.
She was no longer sleepy, so she simply got up and started practicing.
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The night passed peacefully, but she was not in the mood. As soon as she went out, she bumped into Yuchi Xianyue.
He still looked like a gentleman, and no one could tell that he was doing such a thing behind the scenes.
Yuchi Xianyue's gaze lingered on her face. "Miss Jingyun, did you sleep well?"
Ling Fuying clenched her fists. She smiled and said, "Of course I slept very well. How about you, Territory Lord?"
"Not bad." Yuchi Xianyue smiled as if basking in the spring breeze.
Ling Fuying walked past him and left. She didn't believe he would attack her in broad daylight in front of everyone.
She considered leaving immediately, but rather than being hunted by him and being left dead in the wilderness at any time, it would be better to stay here, as at least there were many people around.
Ling Fuying stopped himself from having wild thoughts.
She didn't see Ling Zhouci today, but Chen Fuxue and Xuan Min appeared.
The soul-suppressing formation set up by Xuan Min finally moved, but it did not trap the ghost. It only trapped its remaining ghost energy. Fortunately, it may have been frightened and did not have time to disturb Xuan Min, leaving some traces, but these traces gave him a clue.
This wisp of ghost energy is different from the ghost energy remaining in Yang's house. From this, it can be judged that this ghost deliberately used other ghost energy to interfere with them.
Xuan Min locked this ghost energy into the Gu, and used this ghost energy to thoroughly search every corner of Yang's house, and sooner or later he would find the hiding place of the ghost.
Ling Fuying followed Xuan Min to learn this knowledge and listened to him explain the most direct and obvious methods of dealing with low- and medium-level ghosts, including spells and basic talismans.
Yuchi Xianyue watched them from a distance, recalling everything that had happened, his expression becoming increasingly cold.
Chen Fuxue, the monk, the sickly man...
Yuchi Xianyue had never been teased like this before.
It was also the first time he was attacked by someone, and he was attacked twice by the same person using the same trick.
Her kiss.
Yuchi Xianyue's face twisted for a moment, but the tip of her tongue began to move spontaneously, as if she was kissing him.
Realizing something, he was slightly dazed, and then the coldness in his eyes became even colder, but his body was emitting heat in the completely opposite direction.
He silently repeated Ling Fuying's name over and over again in his heart.
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After nightfall, Fu Ying became extra alert. She was reluctant to fall asleep and drew her sword the moment she saw the figure appear in the house.
But I saw Shen Fuxue.
The sword was retracted in time.
It turned out to be him, which made Fu Ying feel relieved. She was now bewitched by Yuchi Xianyue. She had been living in fear since last night, fearing that a hand would strangle her throat and break her neck at any time.
Shen Fuxue didn't know why she was so nervous. The moment she saw him, it was as if she saw a monster.
He hugged Ling Fuying and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Ling Fuying shook his head.
"Why are you here again?"
Chen Fuxue pursed his lips and said nothing. He wanted to see her all the time, even though they had not been apart for long.
Xiaoman doesn't like him to come during the day, so he can only come to see her at night.
Now that he hadn't seen her for a moment, hadn't touched her for a moment, Chen Fuxue felt extremely uncomfortable. Only by touching her skin could he relieve the thirst in his heart.
He panted and lowered his head to kiss Ling Fuying lightly.
The slightly cool thin lips fell on her cheek, thin and dense, then moved to her forehead, and then slowly held her lips.
The tip of his tongue dipped into her mouth, and his long eyelashes brushed across Ling Fuying's cheek like a small fan, surrounding her with the clean scent of ice and snow.
Ling Fuying breathed a little deeper, and his kiss temporarily dispelled her fear and the tension in her body.
She suddenly realized that Shen Fuxue was a great stress reliever.
Chen Fuxue suddenly picked her up, causing Fu Ying to lose her footing and tightly grasp his collar.
The snow-white collar tightened around Shen Fuxue's throat, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty, leaving red marks on his fair neck.
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When they separated, a silver thread was left between their lips and tongues.
On Chen Fuxue's holy face, her wing-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and her thin lips were stained with a layer of crystal clear water.
"Xiaoman..."
His clear voice was now extremely hoarse, making Fu Ying's ears numb.
Not wanting to be looked at like that by him, she put her arms around his neck and continued.
Chen Fuxue was happy in his heart, but he always remembered the last time she abandoned him.
He wanted her to be inseparable from him.
The temperature rose, and a layer of mist covered the cold house.
Ling Fuying was gently carried by Chen Fuxue to sit on the bed. Not knowing what he was going to do, she looked down blankly at Chen Fuxue who was kneeling under her skirt.
"what you do?"
Chen Fuxue did not answer.
He has learned a lot quietly, Xiaoman will probably like it.
Chen Fuxue stretched out his fingers as clear as ice and snow, lifted the girl's skirt, and moved his lips and tilted his head closer.
Fu Ying's mind went blank for a moment, and it felt like an electric current was running through his body.
He looked at Chen Fuxue in disbelief, but could only see the top of his hair, the hem of his snow-white clothes that spread on the ground like a white lotus, and his high nose bridge.
Ling Fuying bit her lip, her eyelashes trembled, and her slender fingers were tightly inserted into his long hair.
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When she was unconscious, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
She looked around frantically.
But I saw nothing.
And on the crack of the door behind them, there was an eyeball the size of a fly.
Watching everything happening in the room intently.
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The author has something to say: Xiaoyue is madly jealous, but she also madly wants to be treated like this by Meibao [yellow heart][starry eyes]
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