Just as he was feeling inexplicably annoyed, he heard a rustling sound beside him.
He turned his head and his heart skipped a beat.
Luo Chaoxi had taken off her outer and inner garments at some point, leaving her only in a peach-pink embroidered pear blossom undergarment. The pink color contrasted sharply with her snow-white skin, making her incredibly eye-catching.
Her arms were slender, her body well-proportioned, and her long neck and ample chest were all captured in his eyes.
On her beautiful face, tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably, and her slender back trembled slightly.
Murong Ling's breath hitched, and then, without him even noticing, it quickened a bit.
"What are you doing?" The voice was hoarse like never before.
"Didn't you say you'd... stay with me?" Luo Chaoxi asked, somewhat bewildered, as tears streamed down her face.
Murong Ling was stunned for a moment before realizing that she might have misunderstood, or that he hadn't explained things clearly.
What he wanted was simply for her to stay by his side, preferably without leaving his side, in order to alleviate his headaches. But her understanding of companionship was clearly different from his, no wonder she cried with a wronged expression.
"You think I meant that kind of companionship?" Murong Ling raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
Luo Chaoxi was so startled by his question that she forgot to cry for a moment. Then she realized that she might have misunderstood, and her face instantly turned red. She was so embarrassed that she wished she could dig a hole in the ground and bury herself in it.
She quickly put the clothes she had taken off back on.
"I...I...didn't think about it much."
Murong Ling burst out laughing, rarely experiencing such a happy moment.
"Don't cry, I won't touch you. When I say 'stay with you,' I simply mean stay by my side, like... a maid."
Luo Chaoxi couldn't help but complain in her heart, "I've stripped down to this extent and he's still acting like he has no desires. Could he really be devoted to Buddhism?"
The system said, "Don't worry, host. Don't be fooled by his confident demeanor. He reacted the moment he turned around and saw you. I checked for you, he's eighteen, hehe."
Luo Chaoxi said, "That 'heh heh' of yours is so lewd... Besides, is this something a system master like you should be watching?"
The system snorted, "I'm just a system. What can't I watch besides fairies fighting? Otherwise, do you think I found you a strong, healthy, and capable mission target? I didn't just pick any world!"
"Okay, I misunderstood you. Thank you, Rabbit. Please use this standard to find someone in the future." Luo Chaoxi was touched.
When she met Murong Ling's gaze again, the smile in the man's eyes had not yet faded, and Luo Chaoxi couldn't help but be momentarily stunned.
It must be said that every task target selected by the system has an impeccable appearance.
"So from now on, I'll be in charge of serving you tea and water?"
Murong Ling poured her a cup of tea in a good mood. "No need. From now on, wherever I go, you go. You are not allowed to leave unless I tell you to."
Luo Chaoxi muttered to herself, "So domineering."
"Um?"
Luo Chaoxi said, "I understand!"
"It's getting late. Your yard is too small. Come and rest in my yard."
Luo Chaoxi pointed to herself, "Should I go over there too?"
Murong Ling, "What do you think?"
So, Luo Chaoxi had Huaping take her small bundle and, carrying a quilt, went to Murong Ling's courtyard.
She thought she would get a private room, but Murong Ling led her directly into his own room and pointed to the bed.
"You sleep inside."
Luo Chaoxi hesitated, then asked in bewilderment, "If I sleep in your bed, where will you sleep?"
"It's also a bed, of course."
Murong Ling successfully saw her face gradually turn pale again, and reminded her with a serious expression, "I only promise not to touch you, but you can't be more than three steps away from me. When we sleep, you sleep on the inside and I'll sleep on the outside."
"So, do I have to follow you when you go to the toilet?" Luo Chaoxi asked pitifully.
Murong Ling: "...No need."
“Then I’ll be exempt when I’m taking a bath,” Luo Chaoxi stated her condition.
"Can."
After they finished showering, they lay on a bed almost side by side.
Murong Ling closed his eyes, and an even richer fragrance wafted around him. Only then did his throbbing head finally calm down. From this, he was even more certain of one thing: the closer the two of them were, the less his pain would lessen.
Luo Chaoxi maintained her persona, trembling with fear, afraid that the person beside her might go back on their word and do something to her.
However, after pretending for a while, I got sleepy and couldn't keep up the act anymore. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
In a daze, she seemed to sink into a warm embrace. Luo Chaoxi subconsciously snuggled closer, heard the person gasp, but ignored it, hummed softly, and fell completely asleep.
The next morning, when Luo Chaoxi woke up, she and Murong Ling were each sleeping on half of the bed, sleeping properly and keeping to themselves.
If it weren't for the system tipping her off, she would have really thought that the two of them had been lying on a plank all night.
Not touching her is the same as not touching her when she's sober, right? Haha, what a two-faced man.
As soon as she moved, Murong Ling opened his eyes as well.
"woke up?"
Luo Chaoxi nodded, sat up, and tried to get out of bed from the foot of the bed, but as soon as she sat up, she felt a familiar swelling in her chest.
She hurriedly covered her chest with her clothes, but the sharp-eyed Murong Ling had already noticed the dampness on her clothes when she stood up.
That location...
"You just gave birth?"
Murong Ling's face suddenly darkened, and his good mood from the morning vanished without a trace. He looked at the fair hand that was awkwardly covering her chest with complicated feelings.
My chest feels tight.
He was unhappy, but another reason was that if Luo Chaoxi gave birth, the bond between mother and child would be strong, and she might not be willing to stay by his side, leaving her child alone in the Han residence. What to do with the child then would also become a problem.
It's a bit tricky.
"I didn't," Luo Chaoxi quickly denied. "My husband has been away on campaign for more than a year. How could I possibly be pregnant and give birth?"
Murong Ling belatedly realized this as well, and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. "Then what happened to you?"
"I..." Luo Chaoxi hesitated, her head lowered, her face turning as red as a boiled shrimp. "I don't know what happened to me. I might have contracted some strange illness..."
The sound was as faint as the buzzing of a mosquito, but Murong Ling, with his keen hearing and sharp eyesight, heard it clearly.
Before he could say anything, Luo Chaoxi hurriedly stepped over him, saying, "I, I'll go out for a bit."
As a result, he tripped over her arm, and she lost control and fell on top of him.
Murong Ling let out a muffled groan as a soft, warm body suddenly enveloped him. A delicate fragrance mixed with the scent of milk filled his nostrils, and her soft body pressed against him. Murong Ling's eyes darkened, his black pupils like deep pools, seemingly trying to draw him in.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Luo Chaoxi was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at him. She quickly supported herself against his chest, got out of bed, put on her shoes, and fled the room as if she were escaping.
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