Chapter 19: What’s wrong with Yutu’s bold statement that she wants to sleep with him?
Is this the golden light of merit?
Alice blinked, making sure it wasn't just an illusion caused by the sunlight hitting the man's light blond hair.
On her way back, she felt a few more strands of merit power in her body, and her magic power was slowly accumulating at the same time. She thought that she had now reached the threshold of using the magic of seeing qi, so she used it subconsciously.
It turns out that Western monks also have such a strong nutritional value. Alice suddenly realized.
The light golden glow on Adrian Moran's head was not as dazzling as the golden glow on the head of the Tang Dynasty monk she saw on the day of the hydrangea proposal many years ago, but it was also very bright and looked very delicious.
Especially, after spending these days together, she was absolutely certain that Mr. Moran's essence was still there. If she practiced dual cultivation with him, even if it wasn't as good as Tang Seng, the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada, who could directly send her to the realm of Taiyi Supreme Immortal, she could at least send her halfway up, saving her a lot of effort.
Alice casually held down the horse beneath her, which was becoming restless due to her excited and radiating evil spirit, and seemed to be lost in thought.
No wonder she couldn't take her eyes off it, it turns out she was craving this...
Of course, she really liked Adrian Moran's looks, and when he flirted with her, her reactions always felt novel and amusing.
Alice skillfully jumped off the horse, leading the white horse towards the gentleman who needed to be reacquainted at the door of the villa.
The man had clearly made a full recovery. His face, which had looked a little haggard the previous morning, had returned to its former self. While still pale, it was likely due to his lack of outdoor activities, which had kept him looking pale and thin for years.
There is only a hint of bright color in the depression of the lower lip, a red mark that is darker than the lip color.
In her eyes, as blue as the sea, they were so clear that nothing could be left behind. As Alice approached, her smiling face was reflected.
"Mr. Moran." Alice deliberately slowed her speech, speaking slowly, as if savoring something, swirling it around her tongue. The pause between the universal title "Mr." and his specific surname seemed lingering, inviting one to imagine the moving words that followed.
However, what followed was just a "Nice to meet you".
It was clearly a perfectly ordinary greeting, but Adrian Moran felt it held a deeper meaning than he knew. The woman he hadn't seen in two days looked at him with a different expression. The beating of his heart felt as if it were no longer under his control. He felt as if he were caught in an invisible hunting net, with no escape.
The man suppressed the inexplicable discomfort that was rising in his heart and forced himself to remain calm. After a moment, he was sure that his words were calm enough before he responded, "Miss Alice, it's a pleasure to meet you."
His tone was neither salty nor bland, his expression didn't change at all, and he was like a calm old monk in meditation.
"Mr. Moran doesn't seem happy to see me?" Alice poked her head out.
After not seeing him for a day, the gentleman seemed to become even quieter.
He was obviously very good at talking to her in his true form and served her very well, but she even praised him for being so tactful.
"Miss Alice, you're worrying too much." The man's voice still lacked any emotion.
There must be something strange about this man. Alice didn't believe it at all and continued to tease him, "Then prove it to me." As she spoke, she took a step forward and moved closer.
Adrian Moran was at a loss for a moment and subconsciously wanted to leave: "I still have to have lunch with my mother, miss, please forgive my impoliteness." He bowed slightly and prepared to go back to the villa without waiting for Alice to return the greeting.
Hearing the noise, the old Countess of Camden, who was eavesdropping at the door, said: "What a loser! How could she have such a loser son! He has none of the charm of her youth."
We couldn't just ignore the wood. The elegant old lady stood behind the door and said in a seemingly casual voice, but one that could definitely be heard from outside: "Ed, I'm not hungry yet. It's a good opportunity for you to go for a walk and then come back to eat with me."
"Mom, I just recovered from a cold." Adrian Moran didn't think he should go to the appointment and was still struggling.
Seriously, you can't even be helped up! I don't know what you're so awkward about! You're sulking because people didn't show up to visit you. Who told you to dawdle upstairs? Now you're given a chance, but you don't know how to seize it!
The old countess crumpled her woolen shawl in anger.
"Then you can go to the hot spring garden next door and pick some flowers." With a hint of annoyance in her tone, she raised her voice to her son and said, "The greenhouse there is warm!"
The housekeeper of the old Camden family's holiday villa was quite perceptive and immediately complied with his master's wishes. He stood up and said to the two of them, "Miss Alice, I will take care of this horse for you first. Please feel free to enjoy the garden."
Alice naturally agreed, casually let go of the reins of the horse, and walked towards the gentleman who could not think of any other reason to refuse.
When he walked in front of him, Adrian Moran half raised his eyes to glance at him, then lowered them again, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Mr. Moran, I don't know where the hot spring garden is." Alice randomly chose a direction and walked forward.
The man had no choice but to follow and walked ahead to lead the reckless lady to the right path.
After walking a few steps, Alice seemed to sense something and turned back to wink and smile at the old countess who was watching them from outside the door. The two women reached an unspoken understanding.
The hot spring garden was not far away, and we arrived at our destination in no time. There were large areas of blooming flowers that did not belong to this season.
But apart from asking the gatekeeper about the price of entering the garden to pick flowers, the two of them didn't talk much during the flower picking trip.
Just like when they came, on the way back, the man walked silently in front, holding the flowers he picked for his mother.
Alice followed behind, twisting the flower branch in her hand and smiling, not annoyed at all.
She understands that it takes patience to win the heart of a beautiful woman.
After returning to the familiar villa next door, the two stood still.
"Goodbye, Mr. Moran." Alice was the first to say goodbye.
The man finally stopped, but didn't look back: "Goodbye."
Alice followed the figure with her eyes until it completely disappeared from her sight.
Jane heard from the servant that Alice had returned from London, so she went out to meet her and saw this scene. She always felt that the way her sister looked at Mr. Moran was not right, as if she wanted to eat him alive.
Alice caught a glimpse of Jane approaching, and with a smile still on her lips, she told her most trusted sister the only thought in her mind at the moment: "I want to sleep with him!"
The almost negligible fluctuation in tone made it seem as if the person who spoke had no idea what shocking words he was saying.
“Oh…Alyssa, what are you talking about!” Jane, who has always been the gentlest and always speaks softly, was startled and cried out, her face full of disbelief, and then she quickly covered her mouth and suppressed the subsequent words.
How could you just say you want to sleep with a man so easily? And right in front of his house!
I always knew that Alice was more rebellious than Lydia, who seemed like a noisy and troublesome person, but I didn't expect her to say such a thing.
Noticing Jane's uncontrollable shock and confusion, Alice was puzzled: What's wrong with wanting to sleep with him?
Of course she knew what Jane was surprised about, but sometimes she really couldn't understand humans.
"After people get married, they are allowed to say things all the time, so why are they not allowed to say them now? My words are quite elegant, much more respectable than some gentlemen who are full of swear words and even keen on sharing details." Alice said indifferently.
Jane opened her mouth but ultimately didn't know what to say. She knew Alice was right.
In the end, he could only stammer with a blushing face and a stammering voice: "You, you want... him, how do you, um, him?"
"Get married," Alice answered without hesitation.
“Oh, so it’s about getting married.” Jane finally relaxed and asked subconsciously, “Alyssa, have you accepted Mr. Moran’s proposal? Why didn’t I hear you say…was it just now?”
Jane found a reasonable explanation.
"No, I'm planning to propose to Adrian Moran." Alice looked innocent.
"Oh, you're proposing...proposing?" Jane was stunned. In England, she had never heard of a woman proposing to a man...
Soon, she forced herself to think clearly. If Alice wanted to propose marriage, then she could do so. It was better than suddenly saying she wanted to sleep with an unrelated gentleman. At least she had a legal identity.
She has lowered her standards.
Jane didn't know that her sister, who was giving her a headache, had similar ideas to her, but a different logic.
Alice felt that she was very patient with Adrian Moran and was willing to give him a status in the human world. This was a treatment that none of her predecessors had ever received, and it was already giving the man enough dignity.
She pondered over it, realizing that Tang Seng's previous refusal must have been because she was so focused on getting the marriage done by her then-father, the king, and wanted to get the favor as quickly as possible, lacking in passion and interest. She hadn't prepared for the rituals that humans used to attend to, perhaps seeming disrespectful, and he couldn't bring himself to accept the loss.
After learning the lesson from Tang Sanzang, she knew that Monkey King would not do anything bad this time. She decided to take it step by step and start with proposing marriage. This time it would definitely work.
Alice plans to choose a special day to give her groom a grand proposal ceremony.
The author has something to say:
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Alice looks at Adrian: A beautiful and fragrant little cookie, you must try it!
Other priests are not as good-looking as Adrian Moran;
Other handsome men are not as delicious as Adrian Moran;
Being greedy for everything will only make her nutrition balanced...
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