Chapter 413 The Precious Ginseng Fruit VS. The Easily Fooled Cultivator (16)
Meng Qizhou stood still for a moment, "You..."
Men and women should not touch each other. How could he sleep with her? What kind of behavior is that?
Even if she didn't mind, he...
Well, he wasn't really bothered by it.
In any case, the two of them had slept together for the past few days, even though she was still a little girl at the time.
A hint of hesitation flashed in Meng Qizhou's eyes.
Sleeping together would make it convenient for him to take care of her at any time, and he wouldn't have to worry about her anymore, but it's still not quite appropriate.
He was very conflicted, sometimes thinking there was no problem, and other times thinking it still wouldn't work.
Jiang Zhiyi had no idea what he was thinking. She assumed he was going to clean her up, so she got out of bed and pulled him over, saying, "Come and go to sleep. It's very late. What are you dawdling for? Don't disturb my rest."
She used her spiritual power to extinguish the lamp.
Meng Qizhou had no choice but to lie down on him, feeling somewhat uneasy.
The bed was no longer as warm as it had been; it was only slightly warm.
Jiang Zhiyi moved closer to him and said, "It's so cold."
Actually, it wasn't this cold when she first lay down, but after sleeping for a while, all the warmth dissipated, and it felt chilly.
Meng Qizhou turned his head to look at her and asked, "Get another blanket?"
Jiang Zhiyi yawned and refused, "No, it's too heavy."
She moved a little to the side and simply hugged his arm, nuzzling her head against him.
"You're so warm," she said, thinking about whether she should turn into Little Fruit so she could lie on him and sleep.
Meng Qizhou did not respond.
After a while, Jiang Zhiyi's foot restlessly landed on it.
She turned slightly, half of her body turned to the side, and snuggled close to him for warmth.
Meng Qizhou didn't know what to say, but then he remembered what happened during the day. "Don't go to that flower garden again. Chu Jin'an has planted a lot of medicinal herbs there, most of which are poisonous. If you get poisoned, I won't be able to save you."
Jiang Zhiyi seemed to be deep in thought. Could it be that she wasn't under a spell, but rather poisoned?
Something feels off.
She said, "I didn't want to go with him or be carried by him. He did something to me, that's why I said those things. He's a bad person."
Meng Qizhou frowned, not quite believing it, thinking she was just making excuses to absolve herself.
She used to do this all the time; when she did something wrong but wasn't caught red-handed, she would always try to shift the blame to someone else.
During the days she spent at the inn, even Yao Ri didn't know how many times she took the blame for others.
Meng Qizhou: "You're lying."
Seeing that he didn't believe her at all, Jiang Zhiyi got angry, pushed him aside, and immediately moved far away.
Meng Qizhou turned his head to look, only to see an angry back view.
"Cover yourself up properly," he said.
Jiang Zhiyi simply kicked the blanket off herself with force.
Let her freeze to death.
I should have kept quiet. He doesn't believe a word she says. She's just lied to him five, six, seven, eight, nine... many times before, hasn't she?
Now you won't even give her this much trust.
A petty person.
Meng Qizhou reached out to straighten the blanket for her, not intending to discuss the matter further. "Stop fooling around, or I won't be responsible if you catch a cold. If we go to the sect's physician, they'll prick you with needles thicker than your fingers, turning you into a sieve..."
Jiang Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, then silently pulled the blanket back a little to cover herself.
She was still somewhat angry and wouldn't let him off the hook, so she said, "I thought you were so powerful, but I've found you're completely useless. Your cultivation isn't as good as Pei Zhengqing's, and your personality isn't as likable as Chu Jin'an's. You're the worst among all the people in the sect. If I were you, I wouldn't go out and see anyone. It's shameful."
Jiang Zhiyi even turned over and pinched his face, deliberately trying to annoy him, "No wonder you have such a thick skin."
Meng Qizhou was naturally unhappy, especially since she had touched a sore spot.
He said in an unfriendly tone, "Say it again?"
Jiang Zhiyi didn't care at all; she wasn't afraid of him.
But for safety reasons, she transformed back into Little Fruit's original form and shouted, "What's there to be afraid of? Meng Qizhou, you're useless. You can't compare to them. You're the worst!"
Meng Qizhou was furious.
He wanted to beat her up, but he immediately realized what was happening when he saw her turn back into her original ginseng fruit form.
She was deliberately trying to provoke him, and he almost fell for it.
He chuckled and said, "Yes, I'm useless, but I'm still better than you. You... you're an ugly monster, ugly on the outside, ugly on the inside, even the little radish spirit in the field is cuter than you. And you're disobedient, no one will like you..."
He knew that this ginseng fruit was always very vain, loved being praised, and couldn't stand any bad words.
In the past, if he said anything bad about her, she would be angry for half an hour.
Meng Qizhou went on and on, focusing on the things she cared about, "The little clay figure you made is ugly, it looks so dull and silly, I'll stomp on it tomorrow..."
Not long after, he suddenly realized that there was no movement around him, so he quickly turned his head to look.
Little Guozi sat there hugging her blanket, looking quite angry.
Her eyes were already red, and large tears rolled down her cheeks. Her lips were pursed because of her grievances, her fists were clenched tightly, and her body was still trembling slightly.
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