"She hit you?"
Upon hearing this, Ming Beiya lowered his eyes slightly, glancing at the swollen side of Ling Qi's face.
Yes, the handprint is familiar; it seems it was definitely Mo Shisheng who slapped me.
"Has she hit me less often? When have you ever stood up for me and taught her a lesson?"
Ling Qi was furious, her eyes filled with resentment. She grabbed Ming Beiya's hand and placed it on her face, saying, "It hurts here!"
"Didn't I tell you not to mess with her?"
Ling Qi's face was hot. Ming Beiya raised his hand and gently touched it, then took out a porcelain bottle and spread the cool ointment evenly on her face. "You can't beat her."
"But I have you."
Hearing Ming Beiya's words, Ling Qi became even more indignant. Her eyes were red and swollen. "Ming Beiya, don't you like me anymore?"
No cherry blossoms
Ming Beiya said calmly, and after applying the medicine to the red and swollen areas on Ling Qi's face, he put away the porcelain bottle and took out a clean handkerchief to wipe his fingers.
The slow and deliberate movements are pleasing to the eye; indeed, good-looking people look good no matter what they do.
Every time Ling Qi encountered Mo Shisheng, she would get furious, but when she saw Ming Beiya's stunningly beautiful face, all her anger would dissipate.
Ling Qi nestled obediently in Ming Beiya's arms, "Ming Beiya, when can we have our wedding?"
"..."
Wedding?
Ming Beiya frowned slightly. Ling Qi had mentioned this matter before, but Ming Beiya didn't seem to care much about it.
All he knew was that during his most painful and unbearable times, Ling Qi was always by his side, even going so far as to use her own blood as a medicinal ingredient.
However, when Ling Qi suddenly brought up the wedding again, Ming Beiya subconsciously wanted to run away.
Feeling uneasy at not getting a reply, Ling Qi tilted her head slightly to look at Ming Beiya, "Ming Beiya, why aren't you saying anything?"
"nothing."
Ming Beiya raised his hand and gently patted Ling Qi's head. "Would you like to go out for a walk this afternoon?"
"I want to go back to the Divine Palace to see my aunt." Ling Qi shook her head. "I haven't finished the task my mother gave me. I'll go to the palace today."
"Um."
"Mingbei Fang".
"Um?"
"Come with me."
Ling Qi gently shook one of Ming Beiya's arms with both hands, a hint of excitement showing on her pale face. "I want to take you to see my aunt. She'll be so happy."
"That is the palace of the gods."
Ming Beiya did not agree with Ling Qi's suggestion, as the Demon Realm and the Divine Realm were inherently opposed and irreconcilable.
Besides, that's a palace of the gods.
"Hey, are you going to keep me company or not!"
Seeing that Ming Beiya didn't really want to go, Ling Qi got a little angry and puffed out her cheeks slightly.
Helpless, Ming Beiya raised his hand and patted Ling Qi's head, "I'll stay with you."
"Then kiss me!"
Ling Qi happily hugged Ming Beiya's arm and bounced around on the spot, "Just one kiss, okay?"
"..."
Ming Beiya did not comply, but the next second, Ling Qi jumped up, hooked her arms around Ming Beiya's neck, and gently kissed his beautiful profile with her red lips. "Hehe, if you don't take the initiative, then I'll have to take the initiative."
"you……"
Just as Ming Beiya was about to say something, he saw a slender figure walk out of the villa.
Looking over, Mo Shisheng was just walking out of the villa with a food box in her hand, and she had witnessed the whole scene just now.
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