"I……"
Although it seemed like she was being lectured by a child who was not even three years old, Qi Muxiao knew very well that Mo Shisheng was not a child who was not even three years old.
"What do you mean, 'you'? Get some rest first. I'm going to sleep for a while. I'll settle the score with you when I wake up."
Mo Shisheng spoke coldly, then turned and walked out of the bedchamber toward the side hall.
When she walked out the door and didn't see Ming Beiya, Mo Shisheng's eyes remained calm. But when she reached the side hall, she found that the door had been pushed open and wasn't closed properly, and she immediately understood.
Her eyes were icy cold. After pushing open the door and going inside, she found Ming Beiya lying on the bed.
Mo Shisheng's face immediately darkened. "Ming Beiya, get out of here!"
"Ah Sheng, come here first."
Ming Beiya's lips curled into a wicked smile, his dark eyes seemingly filled with a thousand charms, making it impossible to look away.
"..."
Mo Shisheng pursed her lips, walked to the bedside, her eyes still icy cold, and looked at Ming Beiya with little patience, "You..."
The conversation suddenly stopped, and Mo Shisheng's small body went limp. Ming Beiya caught the girl's small body quickly and gently placed her on the bed.
He gently kissed her forehead with his lips, his eyes filled with affection: "Sleep well, you're exhausted."
Ming Beiya held Mo Shisheng tightly in his arms. Thinking of what Beiya had said, Ming Beiya couldn't help but wonder if Mo Shisheng would regain her memories and the power of the Demon Eye would still make her go berserk.
Just like that time when it went berserk in the Demon Realm...
At that time, Mo Shisheng was imprisoned in the Demon Realm. Ming Beiya tried to rescue Mo Shisheng, but Shi Youmi took the opportunity to attack him.
Shi Youmi leaned lazily against the chaise lounge, her fair hands outstretched in the air. "If Jinheng can lick this orange juice clean for his mother, his mother might consider letting you meet her."
Licking, not wiping.
To be honest, even Ming Qiancheng couldn't stand it. He felt that Ming Beiya disliked Shi Youmi so much that he would never agree to this request.
However, Ming Beiya's next answer completely overturned his worldview.
"good."
A word of indifference escaped Ming Beiya's lips, as if there were no emotional fluctuations, as if Shi Youmi's request was not excessive at all.
Ming Qiancheng frowned slightly, then relaxed, and sat in a more comfortable position, as if watching a play.
Shi Youmi lay on the chaise lounge, her fair hand outstretched in the air, waiting for Ming Beiya to arrive.
Ming Beiya merely lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment before taking a step towards Shi Youmi's direction.
When he was still a step away from Shi Youmi, he was almost thrown back by a huge force. The force was so strong that Ming Beiya immediately took a few steps back.
The palace doors were suddenly pushed open, swung wide to both sides, and a cool breeze blew in instantly, dissipating all the remaining warmth inside.
All eyes turned to the doorway at that moment, and when they saw the person who had entered, their gazes seemed to freeze.
A turbulent sea surged in Ming Beiya's dark eyes, his throat dry, "Asheng..."
Her voice was so soft it seemed to dissipate with a gust of wind. Mo Shisheng's left eye was bloodshot. She tilted her head slightly, looking at Shi Youmi sitting on the chaise lounge, and a faint smile played on her lips. "Do you have any shame?"
Upon hearing this, Shi Youmi was not annoyed, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "You interrupted my good time. I didn't expect you to awaken your demon eyes so quickly. It seems that Liangyu is really a waste."
"Isn't this the effect you wanted? It just means you had a shorter period of time to torment and exploit me. Are you disappointed?"
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