Chapter 698 Winning Five More Water Spirit Pearls
As night fell, Qing Yuanhu finally woke up.
His body was lazily comfortable, the light in the room was soft, and in his eyes, peacock blue, sky blue, and moon white gauze curtains fluttered in the wind. The swaying colors flowed like the echo of a dream. He smelled his own scent in the air. He stared at the ceiling for a while, and his thoughts slowly returned to him.
He first went to find Ye Xiaoman, with a subtle feeling that he could not even describe.
He didn't want to admit that it was called the fledgling mentality. A man would never forget the first woman who inspired him, but strictly speaking, they hadn't reached that point yet.
He unilaterally felt that the atmosphere between them was a little different.
The process challenged his three views, but he was very satisfied with the final result.
He was so addicted that he wanted to pay to become Ye Xiaoman's long-term customer.
Many complicated thoughts were churning in his mind uncontrollably, and he soon found Ye Xiaoman.
She was on his right side, sitting by the pool with her back to him, soaking her feet in the water.
He saw a pair of embroidered shoes and white socks beside her, which she had taken off and thrown far away.
"Did I make it dirty?"
Qing Yuanhu's voice was hoarse. "I'll compensate you with a new one. Is the hem of your skirt also..."
Ye Xiaoman turned her head to look at him.
He held his gold-embroidered belt in his arms.
She unlocked all six of his storage bags.
She was probably impatient because the service took so long, and she looked at him with disgust.
"Put on your clothes."
Qing Yuanhu laughed shamelessly: "You've seen the most important parts, the rest doesn't matter."
He gathered his loose collar and sat up from the ground, feeling a little weak.
He wore his robe like a bathrobe, with the collar loosely open, revealing his entire chest, with bright tattoos and well-defined abdominal muscles.
The two sides of his shirt crossed and separated at his crotch, and one of his strong long legs was bent carelessly from the opening. As he moved, his right shoulder finally could not hold up the loose collar, and his shoulder was half exposed.
The few strands of ice-blue hair that were highlighted fell over her shoulders.
He was dressed more immorally than the men who worked as prostitutes in the Zui Sheng Meng Si Building, and he was looking at her with his eyes fixed on her.
Ye Xiaoman narrowed her eyes and looked at him mercilessly: "I'm really curious about what kind of upbringing has cultivated your thick skin."
Qing Yuanhu cast a coquettish glance at her and said, "I should be the one asking you this."
He suddenly felt something was wrong and looked down at his bare ankles.
Could it be that the sound was gone? The golden bells around his ankle were also plucked away by Ye Xiaoman.
The loss was so great that he even lost his wife.
She was like an autumn wind that left no grass growing. It would be a shame not to come to work at Huantian Chamber of Commerce.
"Ye Xiaoman..." Qing Yuanhu suddenly felt sore and swollen. The soreness was in his heart, and the swelling was elsewhere. "You are really amazing."
Ye Xiaoman gloated: "If you hadn't come to provoke me, would you be in this situation today?"
Qing Yuanhu: "You guys provoked me first, and I can't fight back?"
Ye Xiaoman: "Same here."
“You lose,” she declared.
Qing Yuanhu reached out and grabbed the golden abacus in the distance and brought it back through the air.
He held the golden abacus, moved one of the numbers on it with one hand, and calculated the current time. "There is still half a cup of tea before the end of the Youshi. I still have time to turn the tables."
As soon as he finished speaking, a small paper crane squeezed in through the window with difficulty and flew in front of him.
The paper crane opened and closed, and the frightened voice of the monk in charge of the warehouse was heard.
"Master, please forgive us for not being able to keep an eye on your treasures. Just now, a ghost cultivator broke in and instantly defeated five Mahayana masters. He took away all the treasures in the warehouse as well as your things."
Qing Yuanhu suspected he was hallucinating. "Which ghost cultivator has such great power that he can even break through the guards of my Huantian Chamber of Commerce?"
The voice in the paper crane hesitated for a moment: "We suspect that it is the ghost master himself who has come."
"Ghost..." Qing Yuanhu was stunned for a moment, thinking about the attack on the treasury in the morning. He raised his eyes suddenly and asked Ye Xiaoman in disbelief: "Is the Ghost Lord your connection?"
"Didn't you poach his beloved monster?"
"No, how come you have a relationship with the Ghost Lord?"
Faced with Qing Yuanhu's series of questions, Ye Xiaoman simply responded with an unfathomable smile.
Qing Yuanhu lost his temper.
"You can even invite the Lord of a region to do sneaky things."
He said simply, "I give up."
As he admitted defeat, the Soul Book ruled that Ye Xiaoman won, and the Water Spirit Pearl became hers completely.
Ye Xiaoman felt refreshed.
Qing Yuanhu raised his eyebrows and was about to use the abacus to calculate as usual, but he heard a splash. Ye Xiaoman lifted her feet from the pool, leaving a water mark with each step, and walked to his side.
Qing Yuanhu raised his head and saw her bending down and pressing a finger on the beads he was holding, stopping him from continuing to calculate.
Her eyes were sincere and her voice was gentle: "Do you still want to bet with me?"
Qing Yuanhu thought she was simply a devil.
"Maybe I can turn the tables in one round~"
How else can you bet on a person who can even find the Ghost Lord?
He should just pack up and go home without saying another word to her.
As he thought this, he sat up straight. Perhaps because his little head was still controlling his brain, he pressed his face very close to hers, until their noses were almost touching. He asked, "How do you want to bet?"
Ye Xiaoman grinned at him warmly and sat cross-legged in front of him.
She took out the water spirit bead that he lost to her, spread out her palm, placed it on her palm, and stood horizontally between the two of them.
The storage bag was not closed and was placed open on his knees.
The dazzling jewels shone like waves on each other's faces.
"I'll need the Water Spirit Pearl when I break through to the Nascent Soul stage in the future. Won't you have five more Water Spirit Pearls next year?"
Qing Yuanhu: "You're even thinking about my inventory for next year?"
Ye Xiaoman: "Let's bet on whether you can take the Water Spirit Pearl back from me within the remaining time, before the end of the You Hour. If you do, I'll return it to you. If you can't, you have to give me all five Water Spirit Pearls next year."
Qing Yuanhu looked at the treasure under his nose and said, "No matter what means, as long as I can get it, it's fine."
Ye Xiaoman nodded: "Yeah."
Qing Yuanhu raised his left hand and turned his wrist in front of Ye Xiaoman.
His fingers were much longer than those of an average man, with distinct joints. They had been well-trained from playing with the abacus for a long time, and they looked very powerful... reminding Ye Xiaoman of a pianist's hands.
She couldn't help but be a little distracted.
Mainly, she thought of a pianist she had dated in her previous life. To play the piano outstandingly, in addition to absolute pitch, long and strong fingers are the basic requirements. His movements are agile, persistent, and explosive, which is really unforgettable.
Sister Man highly recommends that if you have the conditions, you must try to find a boy who is good at playing the piano.
I'm getting off topic. Sister Man simply wants to say that Qing Yuanhu's hands are like works of art and they are really beautiful.
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