Chapter 64: I'm dying
Mo Jinwu didn't say anything else. He took her to Guanchen Peak and gave her Song Xianxian's notebook.
Song Xianning flipped through the book with trembling hands, her breathing becoming more rapid.
"But how can we be sure that Aning is Yansi?"
"Aning looks like you, and a bit like me." Didn't he bring Aning back to Guanchen Peak because he felt that she was somewhat similar to him and had an inexplicable sense of familiarity?
Maybe this is the connection between blood.
"Oh, right, the birthmark!" Suddenly remembering something, Song Xianning grabbed Mo Jinwu's hand. "Is there a pink butterfly-shaped birthmark on Aning's left shoulder?"
"Yes." Mo Jinwu thought about it and realized that there really was.
The year he brought Aning back, her clothes were torn by a whip. When he put a cloak on her, a pink mark like a birthmark could indeed be vaguely seen.
"Aning is really my daughter, my daughter is not dead..." Song Xianning cried and laughed.
"Okay, don't cry. Our daughter is still alive and has been with us for so many years." Mo Jinwu held her face, wiped away her tears, and coaxed her softly.
He had never thought that one day he would coax someone in such a gentle voice, except for his little apprentice.
"Where is Aning now? I want to find her!"
"Don't worry, I'll take you to find her."
Mo Jinwu's face suddenly moved closer, and his warm breath fell on her face, making her dizzy.
After putting his mind at ease, Mo Jinwu held her head and kissed her beautiful lips, rolling, sucking, and biting, step by step from unfamiliar to proficient, capturing her breath bit by bit.
“Hmm…”
His kiss was gentle and passionate, and Song Xianning's face was flushed deeply, as if she was drunk.
Her breathing was gradually controlled by him, and Song Xianning could only tightly grasp the clothes on his chest, her body gradually becoming soft and weak.
Why, is he so good at it?
Before her consciousness faded, Song Xianning thought.
The courtyard door was pushed open. Gu Qingyue saw the situation inside, met Mo Jinwu's passionate eyes, and slammed the door shut.
Master and Senior Lingyun...?
He is about to die, Master won’t kill him, right?
Are they going to have a master’s wife?
Master, did you look dissatisfied just now?
If I had known that he would rebel against his senior brother no matter what, I would have followed my junior sister to the Demon Realm!
As if waking from a dream, Song Xianning pushed Mo Jinwu away and said, "If I'm seen, how can I face Qingyue in the future?"
Mo Jinwu chuckled, and put his thin lips behind her ear. The breath he exhaled caused Song Xianning to tremble. "Face him as the master's wife."
The person who was as cold as an iceberg in the past finally came to his senses and learned everything on his own, as if he had completely changed.
"Shameless!" Song Xianning slapped his arm angrily.
To Mo Jinwu, her angry words sounded more like coquettishness.
"Yan Yan, after recognizing my daughter, let's become Taoist companions." Mo Jinwu held her face and said seriously.
Xianning means Yun. Yanyan is her nickname.
"Okay." Song Xianning's eyes were filled with moisture, but she was smiling. "How do you know my nickname?"
She had liked him for two thousand years and had been chasing after him since she was seventeen. She had been waiting for him to say this for too long.
Mo Jinwu chuckled softly, his eyes doting, "You said it yourself. Back then, you told me everything, no matter how big or small."
Mo Jinwu was wondering how there could be such a silly girl who told him everything after just meeting him once.
The blush on Song Xianning's face that had just faded away rose again.
She was indeed bold and shameless at that time, and kept pestering Mo Jinwu.
However, if he had not been attracted by her beauty at that time, he might not even remember her.
She did not regret having evil intentions towards him.
"Do you think I'm annoying?" Song Xianning glared at him.
"Indeed." Mo Jinwu saw that she was about to explode, so he changed the subject, "But when you don't pester me, I feel uncomfortable. I really regret not recognizing my true feelings sooner."
"Hmph!" Song Xianning snorted proudly, "I want to go find Aning. Where is Aning?"
"Demon Realm."
"What is Aning doing in the Demon Realm?" Song Xianning frowned in confusion.
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