Chapter 102 Nosebleed
It wasn't until a warm body pressed against her from behind, and a pair of large hands gripped her waist, that Feng Qingge came to her senses. But the snowball, which resembled a streak of light, did not slow down and continued to come toward her. The large hands behind her held her in place, making it difficult for her to move even an inch. She couldn't dodge it, and the snowball just hurled at her.
Because she wanted Mo Linyuan to suffer, she deliberately didn't hold back, so you can imagine how painful it was when she hit her face.
"Mo Linyuan!" He pried the large hand off his waist, turned around abruptly, his eyes wide with anger as he glared at the person in front of him.
But Mo Linyuan glanced down at her, paused for a moment, and then, under Feng Qingge's furious gaze, quickly pinched her nose with two fingers, applying slight force to make her raise her head, tilt her chin up, and stand on tiptoe.
"What are you doing?" Looking into his lowered dark eyes, which clearly reflected his own image, his anger seemed to be soothed.
To everyone's surprise, Mo Linyuan merely glanced at her indifferently, then raised his other hand, rubbed the area below her pinched nose with the pad of his thumb, and then held it up to her face.
"Mo Linyuan, you, you!" Even though her nose was in someone else's hands and her face was tilted back, it still couldn't stop her anger.
The anger that had just subsided surged back into her heart, and the finger pointing at Mo Linyuan trembled with rage.
Damn it, that's blood, that's her blood!
Her nose, which had been attacked twice, was bleeding from the nose, and this guy pinched her nose and that's when he saw the blood!
Damn! This guy is definitely her nemesis!
"Don't speak." Unlike Feng Qingge's anger, Mo Linyuan was unusually calm, a stark contrast between the two, one fiery and the other icy.
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For the sake of her nose, Feng Qingge remained motionless and let him do as he pleased, but nothing affected her anger.
Pinching her nose, Mo Linyuan lifted his leg and walked away. Feng Qingge followed him with her face upturned, her steps uneven.
The two returned to the meditation room prepared by Shi Kong. Mo Linyuan pinched her nose and made her sit on the wooden bed, but he still didn't let go of her hands.
"Black Nether, go fetch some hot water." Without turning his head, he stared at his subordinate's nose and said in a deep voice.
Hei Ming nodded, went out, asked the monks in the temple, fetched hot water, and brought it in.
Then, Mo Linyuan loosened his fingers, wanting to get a cloth to apply a warm compress to her. But as soon as he let go, Feng Qingge tried to lower her head. Fortunately, he was quick and lifted her chin, making her tilt her head back.
"Keep lying on your back." After saying that, he got up and walked to the basin of hot water.
Feng Qingge snorted coldly. She didn't know who was responsible for her becoming like this. With her face upturned, she couldn't see what he was doing, and could only hear the sound of water.
Suddenly, footsteps approached slowly beside her. Before Feng Qingge could react, a wave of heat hit her forehead, followed by her nose.
Two towels were placed over her face, making it difficult for her to breathe. She could only barely open her mouth and take small breaths.
"Mo Linyuan, is my nose crooked?" His voice was thick with a nasal tone, yet adorable.
"No." Though he said this in a cold tone, Mo Linyuan's grip tightened considerably.
"Hmph, that's easy for you to say. Let's see what you're going to use to compensate me if my nose is crooked." He tilted his head back, rolled his eyes, and his heavy nasal tone made his words sound weak.
After changing the hot water several times, the water in the basins was tinged with red, which showed how much blood had been lost.
After several hot compresses, the bleeding finally stopped. However, Feng Qingge's nose was noticeably red and swollen.
A fair and pretty face paired with a red nose creates a bizarre scene that is inexplicably funny.
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