Zhou Yuanyuan had never known she could be so confused. She was clearly being taken advantage of by Wen Ziqing, yet she didn't even realize it. Seeing the sultry look on Wen Ziqing's face, Zhou Yuanyuan quickly pushed Wen Ziqing away, who was still holding her, and scurried aside.
The moment the delicate and soft body left his arms, Wen Ziqing felt a huge void in his heart. He stretched out his hand, wanting to grab the little girl back to his side.
"Brother Ziqing, don't move." Seeing that Wen Ziqing wanted to "make a move" again, Zhou Yuanyuan quickly gave an order, quickened her pace, and jumped behind a big tree in a few steps.
Wen Ziqing smiled bitterly. It seemed that the little girl no longer believed him. No wonder, since he couldn't help but "violate" her.
Zhou Yuanyuan patted her blushing cheeks with her hands, hid behind a big tree, straightened her slightly messy clothes, and then walked out from behind the tree.
When Wen Ziqing saw Zhou Yuanyuan, he quickly walked over and wanted to hold Zhou Yuanyuan's white and tender hand.
"No, stay away from me." Zhou Yuanyuan hid her hands behind her back and gave Wen Ziqing a cold look. This man! He really can't be spoiled. Wen Ziqing used to be so honest! But he's become more and more bad these days, wishing he could stick to her all the time.
"Ahem...Yuanyuan, I'll just hold your hand and do nothing." Wen Ziqing felt helpless as she looked at Zhou Yuanyuan, who was covered with spikes like a hedgehog.
"No." Zhou Yuanyuan shook her head like a rattle, determined not to let Wen Ziqing get within three feet of her. Zhou Yuanyuan suspected that Wen Ziqing must have some magical powers. Every time he got close to her, her relatively smart brain turned into a mess.
"Alright then! Yuanyuan, where are we going now? Back to Kyoto?" Seeing Zhou Yuanyuan's reluctance, Wen Ziqing had no choice but to give up. He had indeed been too reckless earlier, unable to control himself as they kissed, wanting to explore the exquisitely curvaceous body beneath him. No wonder the little girl was angry.
"Let's just walk!" Zhou Yuanyuan randomly chose a direction and walked off. Zhou Yuanyuan's head was still fuzzy. She had no desire to use magic, nor did she want to go back to Kyoto. She just wanted to walk around and feel the cool mountain breeze to soothe her inner embarrassment.
Zhou Yuanyuan was puzzled. How could her brother Ziqing, who was always so gentle and kind, and always so cold, become a completely different person when it came to love? He instantly turned into a werewolf! Zhou Yuanyuan didn't know what had gone wrong. She needed to think about it carefully.
"Okay." Wen Ziqing followed Zhou Yuanyuan's footsteps, walking when she moved and stopping when she stopped. It was the Lunar New Year holiday, and with so many people at General Zhou's house watching him and Zhou Yuanyuan go out together, he probably wouldn't worry about them.
Zhou Yuanyuan advanced in less than two days. Wen Ziqing's watch clearly showed that it was 4:30 p.m. on the second day of the Lunar New Year. Fortunately, neither Wen Ziqing nor Zhou Yuanyuan needed to eat; otherwise, they would have fainted from hunger after two days without food.
Taking advantage of this rare leisure time, Wen Ziqing also wanted to see the scenery with Zhou Yuanyuan, talk about the future, and kiss... cough cough cough, Wen Ziqing didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Zhou Yuanyuan felt the mountain breeze all the way, and her dizzy head felt a little clearer. She was a little depressed. Why did she lose her ability to think in front of Wen Ziqing? No, no, she must not allow Brother Ziqing to kiss her again in the future. She was still young! She had to enjoy her beautiful youth more. Otherwise, what if she agreed to marry him under Brother Ziqing's "beauty trap"? Zhou Yuanyuan had to think carefully. In this life... did she really want to get married?
Ahhh! So depressing!
Zhou Yuanyuan bent down, gathered up the snow at her feet, rolled it into a ball, and threw it at a nearby tree trunk. The trunk, which was about as thick as Zhou Yuanyuan's waist, shook, and the snow on the tree fell down with a rustling sound, hitting Wen Ziqing and Zhou Yuanyuan's heads and faces.
"Hehe..." Looking at Wen Ziqing's miserable appearance with snow-covered hair, Zhou Yuanyuan finally smiled.
Wen Ziqing looked at the playful Zhou Yuanyuan, his eyes filled with fondness. He knew Zhou Yuanyuan had done it on purpose, deliberately throwing snowballs at the trees. But whether Zhou Yuanyuan was playful or angry, Wen Ziqing loved her. Especially after her little prank, Zhou Yuanyuan's eyes sparkled, full of energy.
"Ah~!" Seeing that Wen Ziqing wasn't angry, Zhou Yuanyuan turned around and shouted towards the mountains. Zhou Yuanyuan felt that today was her lucky day. Not only had she successfully advanced, but she also had Wen Ziqing by her side, someone who wouldn't get angry even if she pushed her around. Zhou Yuanyuan felt like her heart was about to burst with happiness, and she couldn't help but shout towards the mountains.
"Ah~!" There was an echo from the other side of the mountain.
"Brother Ziqing, come here and shout with us." Zhou Yuanyuan waved her hand, motioning Wen Ziqing to stand beside her and shout towards the mountains together.
Although Wen Ziqing was embarrassed to do such a childish thing, looking at Zhou Yuanyuan's sparkling eyes, he still compromised. Yeah, as long as the little girl is happy, let her scream like a fool! Anyway, this place is deserted and no one will see it.
“Ah~!”
“Ah~!”
Wen Ziqing's voice was deep, while Zhou Yuanyuan's was crisp, and the combined voices sounded remarkably harmonious. Both Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing were cultivators, and as they shouted, they unconsciously tapped into their Dantian powers, shaking the snow from the trees.
"Hahaha..." After shouting a few times, Zhou Yuanyuan finally gave up this silly fun and happily walked around among the trees. This was the first time in two lifetimes that Zhou Yuanyuan was so happy. She was so happy that she didn't know what to say or do.
Looking at the happy Zhou Yuanyuan, Wen Ziqing felt warm in his heart. A small flower called "love" took root and sprouted in his heart and was growing vigorously.
Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing strolled along, not knowing how many hills they had crossed or how many miles they had covered. Half an hour later, they stood halfway up a hill and saw a small village at the foot of it.
The village is small, with only about twenty households. Surrounding it are patches of flat farmland—not much, but still covering hundreds of acres. Surrounded by mountains, this small village truly has a secluded feel.
A winding path leads from the small mountain village to the mountains, and then from the mountains to the outside of the mountains.
The small mountain village looked quite lively at this time.
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