Chapter 146 Eastern Region 9 The curtains by the window had long been drawn...
The curtains by the window had long been drawn, but not completely closed; a thin gap was left, through which the bright moonlight seeped in, making the room dim and indistinct.
Gong Shi Moyu opened his eyes in the darkness, looking at Xie Jiaoyue, who was within reach, by the dim moonlight.
It's hard to see clearly; you can only see very blurry shadows, but it still makes you feel a faint sweetness in your heart.
"Jiaoyue, I like you, can't you tell?"
Xie Jiaoyue gripped the corners of the blanket with both hands, pulling it over her head once more, leaving only wisps of hair sticking out, trembling slightly with her breath.
Gong Shi Moyu originally possessed excellent self-control. After he began cultivating immortality, his self-control became even better as his spiritual energy circulated. Facing the woman he had liked for a long time, he did not make any inappropriate moves.
He lay stiffly on his side by the bed, his hands obediently placed at his sides, not daring to get even a centimeter closer to Xie Jiaoyue.
He simply expressed his love for Xie Jiaoyue in gentle and tender language.
He spoke of every stitch he had made for Xie Jiaoyue, recounting his every act of care for her and every little thought he had. His voice was like the gentle waves of a summer night's sea, lapping softly against the shore, accompanied by a cool, gentle evening breeze, soothing the soul.
Xie Jiaoyue blushed so deeply it felt like her face was about to bleed.
Well, she's not a blockhead; she wasn't completely oblivious to Gongshi Moyu's feelings.
But in her view, those feelings were secretive, subtle, and delicate.
It wasn't that she looked down on Gongshi Moyu's feelings, but rather that she felt they hadn't known each other long enough, and the affection that arose from admiration was merely at the very beginning of love, like a light cloud in the sky, without much substance.
But to her surprise, the clouds in the sky only looked light and airy. How could clouds formed by countless water droplets really be light and airy?
This sentiment was indeed like a cloud, so heavy it filled Gongshi Moyu's entire being.
As Gongshi Moyu spoke, Xie Jiaoyue felt as if she were surrounded by a cloud of love named Gongshi Moyu. The soft bed was like a cloud, the soft pillow was like a cloud, the blanket on her body was like a cloud, and the pajamas she wore, made by Gongshi Moyu, were like a cloud.
The voice that came from beside her was like a cloud: "Bright moon, so, do you like me?"
Xie Jiaoyue's voice was barely audible: "I...I don't know."
It's difficult to answer such a simple question with a simple yes or no.
It was all so sudden. Everything happened so suddenly tonight that she didn't have time to think carefully about her emotions.
The only thing she was certain of was that she didn't dislike Gongshi Moyu, but does not dislike mean she likes him?
Perhaps Gongshi Moyu is more special to her than others. For example, she cannot accept living in the same room as Jin Wan, even though she does not think Jin Wan will do anything to her.
But is this kind of specialness something to like?
Xie Jiaoyue couldn't be sure.
Ultimately, despite living two lives, she didn't have much experience in relationships.
Gong Shi Moyu's gentle voice, like the sound of ocean waves, rang out once more: "Sleep, these things are not important. What's important is the upcoming All-Region Competition. Our Jiaoyue is going to be number one."
Gongshi Moyu was not in a hurry at all. They could live for many more years. As long as Jiaoyue did not hate him, he could stay by Jiaoyue's side forever. They had plenty of time and were not in a rush for this moment.
Xie Jiaoyue had been in bed for a long time and was starting to feel sleepy.
"Brother Moyu, you're going to be number one too."
She's specializing in swordsmanship, while Mo Yu is specializing in alchemy; they both aim for first place.
"Yes, I also need to get first place, otherwise how can I be worthy of standing next to our Bright Moon?"
How come Gongshi Moyu's mouth has become so oily ever since they started talking!
Xie Jiaoyue turned over and decided to ignore the people around her.
Feelings aren't something that can be resolved quickly. Since you can't be sure of your own feelings right now, you can figure things out gradually as you get to know each other better.
Just before she actually fell asleep, Xie Jiaoyue couldn't help but start having all sorts of wild thoughts.
If she really gets together with Brother Moyu, wouldn't she have countless beautiful clothes to wear? Then she'll take Gongshi Moyu on trips to all over the world, letting Gongshi Moyu learn about all sorts of clothing styles.
Ugh, what on earth is she thinking about?!
Night fell, and all was quiet except for the top-floor suite of the eleventh branch of the Buzhou Inn.
Chu Xingjin appeared at an inopportune moment and knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
The innkeeper opened the door and greeted the visitor politely, "Young Master Chu? Is there something important that brings you here so late at night?"
The subtext is: Although you are a distinguished guest, you'd better have something to do in the middle of the night.
Before the shopkeeper could fully open the door, Chu Xingjin stepped into the room, sat down at the table, picked up a teacup, and took a sip: "The tea here is indeed extraordinary."
The shopkeeper, holding back his anger, said, "Young Master Chu likes it, so I should give you some, but this tea is very expensive, and I usually can't bear to drink it. I can't bear to part with it, so please forgive me, Young Master Chu."
Chu Xingjin suddenly leaned closer to the innkeeper: "The Buzhou Immortal Realm is so popular lately, how could the innkeeper be short of spirit stones? Even if the price doubles, there will definitely be people willing to come and stay."
The shopkeeper rolled his eyes in annoyance: "The Heaven and Earth Bureau has long since set strict prices; how can we raise prices at will?"
“The Heaven and Earth Bureau only restricts the prices set by each branch inn, but if guests insist on paying higher prices, how can you refuse guests’ requests when you are just running an inn?” Chu Xingjin said, while writing on the table with his hand dipped in water.
"How could there be such a foolish customer..." The shopkeeper was halfway through his sentence when he saw Chu Xingjin write down the character "竞" (competition), and he froze.
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