Just now, when we were in the snow, Ming Beiya was clearly asleep with her head resting on my shoulder.
He was always vigilant, but he believed that he had fallen asleep with his head resting on his shoulder, and that he probably wouldn't have woken up so quickly if the evil aura hadn't disturbed him.
Suddenly remembering something, Mo Shisheng said calmly, "Aren't you afraid that I might kill you while you were asleep?"
Seemingly not expecting Mo Shisheng to take the initiative to start a conversation with him, Ming Beiya lowered his eyes and glanced at the girl's delicate face.
Her face had a layer of fine downy hair, which, when illuminated by the dim orange candlelight, seemed to be bathed in a soft golden glow, making her incredibly adorable.
After a while, the man showed no sign of speaking. Just when Mo Shisheng thought he wouldn't answer the question, his cold voice came from above, "If you want me dead, you can do so anytime."
His nonchalance belies the profound impact his words had on Mo Shisheng.
A storm raged within her, but she lowered her eyes slightly to conceal her emotions. "Ming Beiya, what's the point of your words now?"
“Ah Sheng…”
"If everything could be made up for, then why are there still so many regrets?"
Mo Shisheng's exquisitely beautiful face remained expressionless, her tone cold, as if she were discussing something unrelated to herself, "The goddesses of the Divine Realm have always cultivated to hunt dragons. The descendants of your Demon Emperor in the Demon Realm are all dragons. Gods and demons are irreconcilable enemies, don't you understand?"
"As long as you want, I can stay by your side and never leave without you hunting me."
Ming Beiya gently turned the girl around to face him, his tone tinged with helplessness, "Asheng, I haven't lost my memory..."
"Really? I thought you'd lost your mind."
Mo Shisheng's face was icy cold. She raised her hand and struck the man's chest with a sharp blow. He staggered, but remained still.
Her face was contorted with rage. The cool breeze from outside kept blowing into the room, dispelling the warmth and replacing it with a chill.
“Ming Beiya, you know what will happen if you fall into the hands of the people of the Divine Realm. Your father is a good example. Do you want to repeat the same mistake?”
The girl's voice was icy cold, as if it had been chilled to the bone, and her eyes were devoid of any warmth. "Just because I haven't laid a hand on you now doesn't mean I don't hate you, Ming Beiya. You should know that I'm vengeful. Don't try to test my patience."
"..."
It was clear that Mo Shisheng was very angry at the moment, and Ming Beiya wisely kept quiet, afraid of accidentally provoking her.
Getting angry is bad for your health. A hint of heartache flashed in Ming Beiya's eyes, but she quickly concealed it.
After venting her anger, Mo Shisheng felt the pressure in her chest dissipate considerably. She turned and walked towards the bedside, coldly saying, "Get out, I want to rest."
"Together."
Ming Beiya can compromise on other things, but he really can't agree to prevent him from sleeping with Mo Shisheng.
"...Ming Beiya!"
When Mo Shisheng called out his name, it was almost squeezed out between her teeth, with a hint of gritted teeth, "There are other rooms next door, so please go and roll around to the next room."
"It's too far, I'll get lost."
Ming Beiya smiled slightly, took a few steps over and carried the girl in his arms. The sudden feeling of weightlessness made her subconsciously hug the man's neck tightly.
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