That's absolutely a living, breathing pig's trotter!
Mo Shisheng was too tired to struggle anymore. She turned her head to look at Ming Beiya, and her eyes met the man's.
Looking into those dark, jade-like eyes, it's as if you're being drawn in by a magic power, unable to look away. Those eyes seem to hold a vast starry sky, incredibly beautiful.
Mo Shisheng finally resisted the urge to let her eyes sink any further, and lowered them slightly. "Do you know that what you did to me tonight is enough to make you die a terrible death tomorrow? Ming Beiya, I feel like I can see your death day."
"Don't worry, Ah Sheng, I'll be fine."
A faint smile appeared on Ming Beiya's lips as he leaned close to Mo Shisheng. "Don't worry."
Mo Shisheng: "..."
Don't worry about me, who's worried about you?
Mo Shisheng couldn't help but roll her eyes at Ming Beiya, "Have you lost your mind?"
"What's wrong?"
"I told you that what you did today showed me that you will die a horrible death tomorrow."
Mo Shisheng took a deep breath and emphasized again, trying to persuade Ming Beiya to let him get out quickly, "If you get up and leave now, and then resign tomorrow and say you're no longer my master, I might spare you."
"I will not die."
Despite Mo Shisheng's emphasis, Ming Beiya still smiled faintly.
"……???"
Is this the main point? No, something seems off.
Mo Shisheng glanced coldly at Ming Beiya, "Who gave you that confidence?"
"No one can beat me."
Ming Beiya chuckled in response.
"If you don't leave, I will disown you as my master."
Even though she knew it might sound lame, Mo Shisheng couldn't help but say it, because this guy seemed fearless and his indomitable attitude was heartbreaking for her.
"It's not up to you, Ah Sheng."
Upon hearing this, Ming Beiya reached out and gently pinched Mo Shisheng's cheek. "Be good, don't struggle."
"..."
Mo Shisheng turned her head with a cold expression, looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath. "Ming Beiya, I'm telling you..."
"Shhh."
Just as Mo Shisheng was about to launch into a long speech, Ming Beiya's face was pressed directly against Mo Shisheng's small face.
His face was cold, just like the cold feeling he gave off.
"Ah Sheng, I haven't slept well in a long time, I'm so sleepy."
Ming Beiya was telling the truth. Ever since the day Mo Shisheng left, Ming Beiya had been unable to sleep, holding Mo Shisheng's blood-stained clothes in his arms every day.
Until Xie and Xiu found him and said there was a fluctuation in Mo Shisheng's heart, because of the Nuwa Stone, Ming Beiya's hope was rekindled.
However, for the past twenty years, they have never stopped searching for Mo Shisheng's whereabouts, and they dare not rest or sleep at all. He was afraid that if he took a nap, he would delay the search for Mo Shisheng, so he dared not close his eyes and get a good night's sleep.
He finally found Mo Shisheng, and holding her soft body in his arms, all his exhaustion seemed to wash over him instantly. His breath sprayed into the crook of Mo Shisheng's neck, warm and moist.
Mo Shisheng frowned slightly, his tone full of exhaustion. Was he really that tired...?
Mo Shisheng gently shifted her body, trying to get up, but found that the man's hands were as hard as iron, holding her tightly and making it impossible for her to move.
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