Fu Yu's eyes were brimming with tears, and large teardrops fell onto the back of Sheng Linghan's hand.
"I climbed into your bed to help alleviate the poison, but you lock me up here like a prisoner."
"Don't Buddhists emphasize compassion and gratitude?"
Fu Yu's chin broke free from Sheng Linghan's grasp, and she muttered under her breath, "An ungrateful scumbag, I don't know what the point of copying so many Buddhist scriptures is."
Sheng Linghan looked at her with a half-smile.
The little girl seemed well-behaved, but the words she uttered were sharp and jarring.
Sheng Linghan reached out and untied the chain, and when Fu Yu tried to get out of bed, he pulled her back to him.
He cupped the back of her neck with his palm, leaned down, and looked down at her.
The distance between the two suddenly closed, and the sandalwood scent emanating from the man wafted into Fu Yu's nostrils.
His nose was almost touching her cheek.
The chaotic atmosphere made Fu Yuxin feel itchy.
Fu Yu closed her eyes, about to kiss his lips, when Sheng Linghan tilted his head to the side.
He reached for the plate next to him, scooped up a spoonful of rice, and fed it to Fu Yu.
"To prevent people from calling me an ungrateful scumbag, I personally fed my benefactor."
Fu Yu's eyes widened.
Okay, so you're playing hard to get, huh?
If she weren't so hungry, she wouldn't have eaten a single bite of this food; she would have turned the meal into a cooking session.
Let Sheng Linghan experience what it means to force himself on someone, so that even as a ghost he can still be romantic.
She swallowed the food in the spoon with resentment, her cheeks bulging, like a hamster preparing for hibernation, just in time to stock up on food.
The table manners weren't exactly elegant, but they were quite appetizing.
Sheng Linghan, who usually has little appetite, suddenly felt a little hungry.
What would you like to eat?
wrong!
Why is he being so easily distracted by this little girl again?
Sheng Linghan threw down the plate and grabbed Fu Yu's neck again.
"This concludes our act of repaying the debt of gratitude."
"Tell me, why did you take your sister's place in my bed?"
What do you want?
"Whose side are you on?"
There are too many people in his position who want to harm him and bring him down.
He dared not let his guard down around anyone, especially a woman who had repeatedly captivated him and made him unable to resist her charms.
Fu Yu sobbed twice, her dramatic act taking over, tears streaming down her face.
"Young Master Sheng has already investigated; don't you understand my intentions?"
“I am the fake heiress of the Fu family. With Fu Qian back, there is no place for me in the Fu family. Sooner or later, I will be sent back to the countryside to be with my biological parents.”
"I don't want to go back. I want to stay here. Even if there's only a sliver of hope, I won't give up."
Fu Yu threw herself into Sheng Linghan's arms, her oily little mouth rubbing haphazardly against his bespoke shirt.
The wrinkled fabric was covered with lip prints.
"I can help you break free from the Gu poison, please don't send me away..."
Fu Yu looked up at him, and cautiously added, "And don't lock me up either."
Sheng Linghan has a severe case of mysophobia. If anyone else dared to be so brazen and disrespectful to him, they would have been tortured beyond recognition long ago.
But at that moment, he instinctively held onto Fu Yu's waist to prevent her from falling.
His dark, unreadable eyes were fixed on her incessantly chattering lips.
There was only one thought in my mind.
Kiss her.
Such soft lips, they were born to be kissed.
The hand on the waist gradually tightened.
"Young Master Sheng, something is poking me and making me uncomfortable."
Fu Yu blinked innocently, "It seems very hard..."
Sheng Linghan's Adam's apple bobbed twice, and he immediately released her, turning his back to prevent Fu Yu from seeing anything she shouldn't.
"If you want to stay, then behave yourself."
After saying that, he quickly went to the bathroom and took a cold shower.
The slight chill did nothing to quell Sheng Linghan's wicked thoughts.
The Gu worms seemed delighted to have found Fu Yu as the antidote, and their pace of devouring his flesh and blood accelerated considerably.
They pressured him to get Fu Yu quickly.
Damn it!
Sheng Linghan slammed his fist into the tile, blood seeping from between his fingers and sliding down with the water.
"Without eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, or mind; without form, sound, smell, taste, touch, or dharma..."
Sheng Linghan kept reciting the Heart Sutra. In the past, reciting Buddhist scriptures could temporarily suppress the Gu poison in his body.
But now that he's met Fu Yu, the Gu poison seems to have become immune to Buddhist scriptures.
No matter how many times he recited it, it couldn't compare to a kiss from Fu Yu.
Sheng Linghan leaned against the tiles, his gaze hazy as he looked out of the bathroom.
In a daze, he seemed to see Fu Yu.
Wearing a spaghetti strap nightgown, Fu Yu walked towards him step by step, grabbed his shoulder with ill intent, and stood on tiptoe.
Her thin lips approached his chin, but didn't touch it.
Those with malicious intent will move away just before they get close, giving the impression of scratching an itch through a boot.
"Do you want it?"
Fu Yu increased the force, and Sheng Linghan suppressed his breath, bent down, bit the strap, and pulled it down little by little.
He actually started fantasizing that Fu Yu would come looking for him!
No, he can't make the same mistake again.
You should not expose your vulnerability to others.
"It is an illusion. The mind is free from attachment. Because there is no attachment, there is no fear..."
Sheng Linghan reached out shakily, trying to dispel this enchanting illusion.
Suddenly, his hand was grasped.
It is Fu Yu, the living, breathing Fu Yu.
Sheng Linghan's pupils dilated; the delicate and soft touch made him almost lose control.
"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form."
Sheng Linghan closed his eyes tightly, making his other senses more acute.
He could clearly feel Fu Yu lift his chin and ask him with a smile.
"Young Master Sheng, since all forms are emptiness, why don't you dare look at me?"
He could feel Fu Yu slowly leaving, and the rich fragrance in the air was fading away.
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