Hearing Jiang Yao's doubts, Xiu briefly explained how Ming Beiya had stayed by Mo Shisheng's side, but Jiang Yao didn't believe it at all and shook her head, "That's not something the little prince would do."
“I knew you wouldn’t believe me, so after I found the owner, I kept those images.”
If Xiu hadn't been there, he probably wouldn't have believed it either, so he pointed to the stone in Jiang Yao's hand.
"real?"
Jiang Yao was half-believing and half-doubting, but she handed the stone in her hand to Xiu. After Xiu took it, he poured his magic power into the stone.
*
As far as the eye could see, there was a world of pure white.
It was as if there was light, a vast expanse of white.
The heavy snow hadn't stopped yet, and she walked into the snow, leaving behind small footprints.
I don't know how long I stood in the snow until I heard another set of footsteps.
Mo Shisheng tensed up, thinking it was Qi Muxiao. She realized she had been sneaking out to see the snow late at night and her ears were probably tired of hearing about it.
Mo Shisheng kept her back turned and didn't dare to turn around, but when the footsteps stopped, no voice came out.
She frowned slightly; was she still trying to figure out how to say it?
After a while, just when Mo Shisheng thought Qi Muxiao should be ready, he still didn't speak.
Finally, Mo Shisheng couldn't hold back any longer. Since she was going to get scolded anyway if she was discovered, she might as well turn around first.
As Mo Shisheng turned around, she was suddenly pulled into an extremely warm embrace.
A cool, refreshing scent filled her nostrils, but Mo Shisheng didn't find it repulsive. Her nose bumped against the man's chest, and she felt a pang of bitterness, almost bringing tears to her eyes.
"I've found you."
The man's cool voice carried suppressed joy, his chest resonating with excited emotions.
Mo Shisheng raised her small hand and gently placed it on the man's chest, slightly separating their bodies.
When her gaze fell on the man's face, Mo Shisheng felt as if her entire world had been stunned.
She had never seen such a handsome man before; even Nan Xiao couldn't compare to the man in front of her.
"you……"
"Ah Sheng, it's been a long time."
Almost without giving Mo Shisheng a chance to speak, Ming Beiya reached out his slender hand and pinched her slightly soft little face.
"You come up here and start touching me inappropriately, do you want to die?"
Mo Shisheng's peach blossom eyes were filled with icy coldness as she raised her hand and slapped away Ming Beiya's hand. "Who are you?"
"immortal."
Mo Shisheng's gaze was indifferent. She raised her little hand and pulled her clothes tighter, hiding her little paws in her sleeves, feeling extremely cold.
Noticing Mo Shisheng's actions, Ming Beiya reached out and pulled out her little paws, which she had managed to hide in her sleeve, and pressed them against his face.
The expected excited expression did not appear at all. Ming Beiya frowned slightly, his eyes full of doubt.
Mo Shisheng then offered an explanation, glancing indifferently at Ming Beiya, "Your face is as cold as my hands. What's the point of being angry? Are we just trying to comfort each other?"
Ming Beiya: "..."
Probably not expecting that what should have been an action to improve favorability would turn into such an awkward situation, Ming Beiya's lips twitched slightly, and then she put Mo Shisheng's small hand into her neck, pressing it tightly against his skin.
Blood was flowing down my neck, and my skin was warm. It felt so good when my cold hand touched it, and I didn't want to take it away. Since he was willing to warm my hands, I decided not to take it away.
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