However, her whispered resistance was in vain, and Chi Hu chuckled and turned to leave.
Only after Qingluan thought that Chihu should be far away did she slowly turn around, but she was stunned for a moment when she saw the handsome man in front of her.
In her haste, she tried to raise her hand to block, but Chi Hu grabbed her wrist. He abandoned his usual nonchalant attitude and stared intently at Qing Luan's slightly swollen eyes, saying softly, "Qing Luan, if you had gone through what you did, no one would have been as strong as you, including me."
Upon hearing this, Qingluan was stunned, her body trembling violently. For the past ten years, she had been following her master, constantly trying to convince herself to forget what she had experienced before.
But this time, being captured by Shi Youmi, her long-buried memories were suddenly unearthed, and she was truly terrified. She cried because Mo Shisheng could forgive her; she craved the warmth Mo Shisheng gave her, and she truly didn't want to lose it…
She never imagined that these words of comfort would come from Chi Hu's mouth. Perhaps it wasn't exactly comfort, but it was Chi Hu's indirect way of guiding her.
Qingluan never expected him to have such a sentiment.
Qingluan's eyes sparkled, and a slight smile curved her lips. "Thank you."
Thank you for comforting me.
...
In the sleeping hall.
Ming Beiya threw Mo Shisheng's soft body onto the bed, and quickly covered her up, pinning her down completely.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and as his hot breath sprayed onto Mo Shisheng's face, she gently lowered her eyes, "Ming Beiya, you... um..."
Before Mo Shisheng could finish speaking, the man sealed her lips with a kiss, tender and deep, his long tongue plundering deep inside, forcefully taking every bit of sweetness.
Ming Beiya kissed Mo Shisheng forcefully, and then, as if in retaliation, gently bit her lips. The force wasn't great, but it wasn't strong either!
Mo Shisheng gasped slightly as she was bitten. "Ming Beiya, you're a dog."
“Ah Sheng bit me too.”
The man looked so self-righteous that Mo Shisheng was about to kick him, but found herself pinned down and unable to move.
She gave him a quick, gentle glare with her beautiful, sparkling eyes. "Get up!"
Ming Beiya did not answer Mo Shisheng's question. His thin lips gently brushed against her soft red lips, and an ambiguous emotion flashed in his amber-clear black eyes.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng frowned slightly, letting the man's lips cover hers. "Ming Beiya, you seem to have something on your mind."
Upon hearing this, Ming Beiya gently stepped back, his burning lips landing on Mo Shisheng's eyes, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.
Sensing that Ming Beiya seemed to have something on his mind, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, asking softly, "What's wrong? You've been acting strangely ever since I woke up."
"..."
Perhaps not expecting that his emotions would be so easily revealed to Mo Shisheng, Ming Beiya gave a bitter smile.
Then she said softly, "The thought that you will be leaving me for three years soon makes me unable to bear this loneliness."
"Are you thinking you can't stand this injustice?"
Hearing Ming Beiya's words, Mo Shisheng chuckled. Of course, she wasn't someone who could be easily fooled. Since Ming Beiya didn't want to get to the bottom of it now, she wouldn't press him for details.
If he's willing, she'll be a good listener.
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