Chapter 85 Chapter 85 Snake's Promise
"Pu, Pu Yuemin..." She gasped and called out intermittently, "Why are you here again?"
Not only did he come, he was also doing this kind of thing.
Although her voice was so weak that it was covered by gasps, he still heard it amidst his chaotic emotions and stopped abruptly.
Pu Yuemin stared at her in the darkness, his expression dazed and pitiful. The corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose seemed red. "Sister said you'd come see me later, but I waited for you for a long time, and you didn't come. So I took the initiative to come look for you."
These words were particularly pitiful. If I had been more reserved and slower, she might have believed it.
She raised her face, her brows furrowed like autumnal eyes, and said, "Get off me."
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The young man lay beside her with a secret smile on his face, with one eye half covered by the large pillow, and his body tilted in a wicked and beautiful manner, waiting for her reaction.
Ming Yueyi felt as if she was suspended in mid-air, unable to go up or down. Her long eyelashes trembled fragilely, and her vision was distorted and blurred by the fog of desire. Her thoughts, which had just become clear, were scattered again in a daze.
I really want to continue.
She bit her lower lip, trying her best to prevent strange noises from coming out of her throat, but she soon failed.
Because the young man had entangled with her again, and took the initiative to swallow her self-respect with his lips and tongue.
"Sister, you look so uncomfortable, so hot, you need me to cool you down." He bit her lips in a muffled voice, like a puppy infected by the heat, his low panting was seductive, and his cool breathing was in her ears.
The root of her tongue was numbed by the sucking, and Mingyueyi forgot what to say. She wrapped her arms weakly around his neck and kissed him.
The young man who received her response was not as sick as he looked during the day. He fought vigorously against the violent wind and snow outside, and he enjoyed it completely with her.
After midnight, she was too sleepy to open her eyes. She vaguely saw the boy's beautiful eyes filled with excitement, his lips slightly parted and he was moaning, and he was tirelessly fiddling with his swollen and soft red breasts.
The next morning, the backyard was filled with snow after a heavy snowfall.
Shang'er was squatting in the yard playing with the snow when she suddenly heard the sound of a door opening behind her. She happily turned around to see who was behind her, and her whole body stood up stiffly in an instant.
The young man's thin red dress was reflected in the snow-covered threshold. His face was full of spring, as if he had been satisfied. He leaned lazily towards her and said, "Prepare some water."
Shang'er was naturally afraid when she saw him. Not to mention obeying his instructions to prepare water, she instantly wanted to turn into a paper-cut and fly to the agate worn by Mingyueyi and tremble.
Seeing how timid she was, Pu Yuemin stopped talking to her and walked out of the yard to find another servant to prepare some water.
After he left, Shang'er crawled into the room and got into the agate without saying a word.
Mingyueyi woke up when hot water was brought into the bathroom.
She was full of spiritual energy, in high spirits, with a complexion as rosy as rosy red, and her body was relaxed, as if finally being nourished after a long period of hard work.
Ming Yueyi circulated his spiritual energy and found that his cultivation had increased again.
Pu Yuemin really has a furnace-cauldron physique. Every time she does so, she feels full of spiritual energy. In the end, she gets the upper hand.
After bathing and changing her clothes, she went to the front hall to eat. Master Ming had just returned home, and there were many new doctors at the mansion.
These people were invited by Master Ming to treat Pu Yuemin's health.
The weather is good today, and the doctors gathered together to discuss how to keep the young master of the Ming Mansion healthy.
Ming Yueyi sat in the courtyard, holding her chin with one hand and watching them working hard for the young master of the Ming Mansion. However, the "weak" young master climbed onto her sister's couch at night to seduce her. She sincerely felt that Master Ming had wasted the money.
Finally, the doctors reached a consensus, and the stove where the maid was boiling the medicine began to boil.
The little maid reminded her: "Madam, the medicine is ready."
Master Ming ordered her to feed Pu Yuemin medicine, but the sun was too bright today and she didn't want to go.
Ming Yueyi leaned against the pavilion, buried her face in her arms, and replied lazily, "I feel comfortable today and don't want to go over."
The little maid was embarrassed: "Madam, it's the master's order."
Ming Yueyi shook her head gently, the emerald beads on her bun rustling crisply. "Just send it over and tell them I'm still asleep."
The little maid had no choice but to deliver it herself.
She was like this for several days in a row. She seemed cold to him during the day, but was passionately pursued by him at night. Her cultivation level was rising higher and higher, and she was about to break through.
Finally, the news reached the ears of the master that she had not entered Pu Yuemin's room since the day he fell ill.
Master Ming sent someone to summon her once.
Master Ming was obviously angry at her hypocritical behavior: "Yue Niang, why are you so harsh to your brother?"
Ming Yueyi said gently, "There are people in the mansion taking care of my brother. I'm not a doctor, so there's no need for me to accompany him all the time. I'll be by his side every day and have someone boil some medicine and bring it over. He's looking much better these days."
Master Ming frowned: "Yier can't even get out of bed now, and you said he's much better?"
Ming Yueyi was surprised: "Really? Why doesn't it look like that to me?"
Master Ming was silent.
Ming Yueyi continued, "Since he is so seriously ill, I will go down and see him."
Master Ming stopped and let her go.
After Ming Yueyi left the study, he went straight to Pu Yuemin's courtyard.
The rich, bitter aroma of medicine filled the entire yard. The tiles on the veranda roof were covered with white snow. Not even a servant was seen along the way.
She pushed the door open and saw him sitting by the window, holding a red plum blossom between his fingertips.
He turned his head and smiled at her palely, knowing that she would come: "Sister is here."
Ming Yueyi nodded and walked towards him: "I heard that you can't get out of bed, why are you sitting here?"
Pu Yuemin was wearing a thin outer garment, his complexion pale and sickly, and he smiled with his lips curled up: "It's not that serious."
Ming Yueyi sat beside him, looking at him with soft and concerned eyes: "You look so pale."
Pu Yuemin looked into her concerned eyes, his breathing suddenly stopped, and the plum blossom held by his fingertips was crushed into a branch, emitting a refreshing fragrance.
"Brother?" She seemed to really treat him as her brother. Seeing that he was distracted, she raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes. "Are you okay? Do you need a doctor?"
Pu Yuemin's eyes focused on her pretty face, and his smile became bright and brilliant: "No need, sister, I'm fine."
Ming Yueyi touched her chest in relief, her brows furrowed, "I'm glad you're alright. I often had trouble sleeping at night after you got sick, but now I can finally sleep well."
Pu Yuemin liked to see her with this expression, and his face unconsciously showed warmth and tenderness.
But this tenderness was soon dimmed by her next words.
"Since everything is fine, when do you plan to release me from this illusion?"
Ming Yueyi suppressed the emotion in her eyes and discussed with him naturally: "You have imprisoned me in this place for so long, it should be enough."
As the words that broke the silence fell, the tenderness in the boy's eyes also sank. He sat quietly by the window, and the winter sun, like a dark night, fell on his face, making it difficult to distinguish between light and dark.
Mingyueyi looked at him calmly.
She pretended to know nothing during this period of time. He should be satisfied after playing the role of loving siblings with him for so long.
The young man leaned lazily against the window like a long snake leaning against the window, his eyes glued to her tenderly, and his tone was emotionless: "So Senior Sister has discovered it."
Ming Yueyi asked him back, "Didn't you already know that I discovered it?"
At first, she thought that the magic weapon was damaged, so she was sent to Yun Town, and she was mistakenly transported to an unknown time. Until she saw Pu Yuemin appear, she began to vaguely guess that she was trapped in an illusion by Pu Yuemin.
And everything that is happening now may be Pu Yuemin’s original identity more than a thousand years ago.
The stone tablet she saw on Fenjing Peak that night also happened to confirm her guess.
But she couldn't understand why he would imprison her in such an illusion.
No matter what his purpose is, she has been playing the role of brother and sister with you for some time, and now it is enough. She can't stay here forever.
Ming Yueyi asked, "When are you going to let me out?"
Pu Yuemin smiled at the calmness on her face and shook his head regretfully: "I'm not going out. I want Senior Sister to stay here with me forever."
Here he and she have many afterlives, and no outsiders interfere. Only he and she can be entangled forever.
Seeing his expression, Ming Yueyi suddenly asked him, "Are you pestering me like this because you hate me?"
"Hate?" He frowned, puzzled by her words, but quickly relaxed his brows: "Hate."
He hated her, hated her for abandoning him when he needed him the most, hated her for always looking at others, but what he hated most was that the bright moon was high in the sky but did not shine on him.
Since the bright moon does not shine on him, he will monopolize the bright moon and make sure that the bright moon cannot shine on anyone else except him.
"Senior Sister, you can't get out." He looked at her face with a smile of pity, and her beautiful face looked strange because of this expression.
"I will imprison you here forever, just like you once imprisoned me, but I will always be with you."
Ming Yueyi shook his head: "Junior brother, I won't stay here forever. No one can trap me."
Pu Yuemin raised his hand and pulled her into his arms, lowering his head to bury it in the crook of her neck and speaking vaguely, "Then Senior Sister, are you willing to give it a try with me? Can we stay here forever?"
Ming Yueyi agreed without hesitation: "Okay."
In this bet, she can only win and never lose.
She died and was reborn again, so she wouldn't be trapped here forever.
The young man tilted his head and placed it against her neck affectionately, nuzzling her ear with the tip of his nose and asking for a reward: "Senior Sister, if I win, is there any reward?"
The cold, wet breath was like a little snake crawling on his skin. Mingyueyi's shoulders trembled inexplicably, and he turned his head away from him and said, "If you win, you can have whatever you want."
He then murmured softly: "Anything is fine..."
Ming Yueyi nodded: "Well, anything is fine."
He raised his eyebrows like a naive young man who had received a promise and was daydreaming, his voice trembling with excitement at the end: "Then I want Senior Sister to love me, not just with words, but also with her mouth, nose, eyes, heart, liver, spleen, and lungs...even every hair of Senior Sister must say that she loves me, and only me."
Ming Yueyi patiently explained to him: "These can't speak."
He held her tightly in his arms and shook his head like a child: "Yes, I can hear you."
His mouth, nose, eyes, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and even every hair of his body were talking about it all the time. He loved Mingyueyi so much that he was crazy about her and hated her, so she could do the same.
"Senior Sister, you were the one who said that I can have whatever I want." He raised his head slightly, revealing his gorgeous eyebrows. He stared at her sinisterly over her shoulder, his pupils dark and red.
"So you're lying to me?"
Mingyueyi was silent for a few breaths: "Okay."
Although she agreed to the strange promise, the boy did not seem happy. Instead, he pointed his finger at her pounding heart and said, "Senior Sister, I want to see your sincerity."
Ming Yueyi asked, "How do you see it?"
His cheeks flushed with shame. He picked her up and stumbled all the way from the window to the mattress. He leaned over her and asked, "Senior Sister, can I open it and take a look?"
Ming Yueyi stared at his greed, which was concealed by his kindness, and after a moment's hesitation, she nodded: "Okay."
He was finally satisfied. His cold fingers moved on her skin, and his fingertips lifted the buttons on Furong's collar to see her true heart.
Mingyueyi vaguely felt the snake's tail wrapped around her ankle. She couldn't help but grab the soft pillow with both hands, trying her best to ignore her fear of snakes.
The young man leaned over, his soft breath falling on the corner of her lips. They kissed passionately, rubbing each other, using his fingertips to open the soft gap and please her with gentle force.
He naturally had an aura that made people want to be loved and approached, so it was hard for her not to be pleased.
Her whole body tensed and collapsed, the soft cavity stuck in her throat forming a chaotic, muffled breath.
As they approached the peak, his jet-black hair slid weakly down his shoulders, covering her sweat-soaked face and collarbone. The boy's pale cheeks were stained with a fragile and crazy look, and his tone was crazy.
"Senior sister's lovely eyes, Senior sister's lovely heart, lips, tongue... all say... love me."
Ming Yueyi's mind was blank from the shock, her jade neck seemed to be covered with a faint mist of ink, and she could not hear what he was muttering, as if he was about to float in the gurgling water.
like.
It had been gone since she started practicing the Way of Ruthlessness seriously.
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The hours pass by like water.
After the snow, the sun shone for a while, the snow melted, the ice on the lake broke, and the weather seemed to be warming up. Pu Yuemin's illness suddenly got better overnight.
Mr. Ming was so happy that he set up a grand banquet to entertain the people of Yun Town for three days.
As the sky darkened, the buffet had been dispersed, and the entire Yun Town seemed to have entered the tranquility of a paradise under the dim sunset. Light mist floated from the chimneys of every household, and the vendors in the street market, which was still warm, were packing up their stalls one by one.
The woman who bought rouge and jewelry was about to close her stall and go home. She put a few crabapple silk flowers in a box when she suddenly heard the gentle voice of a young man.
“How do you sell silk flowers?”
The woman looked up and saw a pair of handsome men standing in front of the stall, especially the young man, whose eyes were like lacquer and who looked like he was not from this world under the bright spring moon.
What a handsome young man.
The woman was fascinated by his appearance. When they waited for a long time for her response, Ming Yueyi knew that she was attracted by his appearance again.
She said to Pu Yuemin, "Go back."
"Wait a minute, Senior Sister." He shook his head and asked the woman again, "How much are the silk flowers? I want them all."
The woman came back to her senses and took out all the silk flowers from the box. She smiled and said, "If you like them, I'll give them all to you."
Pu Yuemin took the box and placed the silver on the stall: "Thank you, Auntie."
He is well-mannered and soft-spoken, with the demeanor of a young man from an aristocratic family, which is in stark contrast to his evil nature in the suburbs.
After the payment and goods were settled, Pu Yuemin carried the wooden box in one hand and took her to Ming Mansion.
Mingyueyi didn't know why he bought these silk flowers.
As the two were walking, a child playing bumped into him, and the box in his arms fell to the ground, and the silk flowers inside scattered out.
Pu Yuemin frowned and tried to pick up the silk flowers on the ground, but was stepped on several times by the naughty children.
Mingyueyi saw the silk flowers that were stepped on and soiled, so she bent down before him and picked them up and put them into the box.
His fingers paused slightly, frozen in place.
After a long time, he raised his face and said, "Senior Sister, it's dirty."
Ming Yueyi glanced at his slightly red eyes, stuffed the box into his arms, and said, "It's not too dirty."
"Doesn't it count?" He stood there holding the box and murmured.
Ming Yueyi didn't know what he was thinking and continued walking towards Ming Mansion.
Pu Yuemin followed her.
Before the two of them reached Ming Mansion, they noticed from afar that there seemed to be something strange about the mansion.
Mingyueyi seemed to smell a familiar scent, but was unable to put his finger on it for a moment.
Pu Yuemin seemed unaware and walked into the mansion slowly.
The servants were still waiting outside as usual. When they saw him, they said, "My dear, my lady, the master is waiting for you in the study."
"Is there anything wrong?" asked Pu Yuemin.
The servant shook his head: "I don't know, the master never said."
Pu Yuemin frowned in thought, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise. He said "I understand", and then as usual told them to go back and rest early as it was getting late.
After giving his orders to the servants, Pu Yuemin turned to look at Ming Yueyi, who was frowning and motionless behind him, and asked gently, "What's wrong, Senior Sister?"
Ming Yueyi shook her head: "Nothing."
"Then let's go quickly." He held her hand and walked towards the corridor, his steps seeming a little urgent.
Master Ming was waiting for them in the study.
The two of them were led into the study by the servants.
Before Ming Yueyi even sat down, he heard Master Ming say, "Yier is now well again. Yue Niang will be needed to take care of this matter. I, your father, intend to choose an auspicious date for your marriage today."
Engagement? Mingyueyi looked at him suddenly, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Master Ming asked, "Does Yue Niang have any questions?"
Pu Yuemin also looked at her.
All four eyes fell on her, as if her surprise was unusual.
Ming Yueyi said, "But my brother and I are siblings."
As soon as she finished speaking, her fingers were suddenly pinched, and then Master Ming said, "What do you mean by brother and sister? Didn't your aunt tell you that you were a child she adopted from her brother's family? You are not brother and sister, so what's wrong with getting married? Besides, Yi'er likes you, you two are a match made in heaven. The future of the Ming Mansion will be left to you."
Ming Yueyi didn't expect that Master Ming actually knew about it. No wonder he always treated her with neither close nor distant attitude. It turned out that he had known it for a long time.
"It's settled," Master Ming said, clapping his hands on the table. "It's set for May 8th."
It seemed a bit too hasty, but there was no room for maneuver in this matter. Master Ming was determined to have the two get married.
When the two came out of the study, Pu Yuemin obviously seemed to have known about this for a long time. He held her hand with a happy look on his face and planned their future life.
On the way, he said, "Sister, we will plant crabapple flowers in our house from now on. We will also renovate the abandoned yard in the backyard and plant some fruits and vegetables that you like. If we have children, we can open up a playground..."
He was drawing the future, obviously in great spirits, walking and talking all the way.
She was sent back to the hospital.
"Sister, go to bed early." He seemed to be about to separate from her. He hugged her and placed a reluctant kiss on her forehead.
Mingyueyi lowered her eyes, "Yeah."
"Then I'll go back first." He let her go, his eyes lingering on her face.
Ming Yueyi: "Okay."
Pu Yuemin turned and left.
The crimson sunset darkened completely as he left, and Mingyueyi turned and walked into the yard.
Shang'er poked her head out from inside, looked behind her with her eyes, and after confirming that no one was around, she came out and said, "Daojun, when are we going to get out of here?"
Although this place was exactly the same as she remembered, there was still an indescribable weirdness about it, especially the young man who was pestering Mingyueyi. He had a very strong demonic nature, and she was naturally afraid of him.
Mingyueyi patted her head and said, "It should be soon."
She was thinking that everything that happened here gave her an indescribable feeling. Perhaps the way out lay with Pu Yuemin, so she had been cooperating with him recently.
But what is the way out? Killing Pu Yuemin is obviously not the solution.
Today he strangled himself to death, but was reborn in the blink of an eye.
Since killing him is useless, what else can we do?
Confused, she returned to her bedroom after washing up. When she opened the door, she saw the young man who had reluctantly left just now sitting on her couch, waiting for her.
here we go again.
He comes every night.
Mingyueyi had become numb to the habit. She glanced at him, stepped over the threshold and sat in front of the dressing table.
There was a box of silk flowers on the dressing table. They were different from the ones bought from the woman's stall during the day, and seemed to have been freshly wrapped.
The young man standing behind her at some point had hooked her black hair with his fingers, taken out a velvet flower and tied it around her head, saying, "Senior Sister, does it look good?"
Ming Yueyi looked at the silk flowers on her temples in the mirror and said truthfully, "They look beautiful. Did you buy them just to learn her technique?"
The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he lowered his head to kiss her hair. "Senior sister is so smart."
It wasn't that she was clever, but he had bought the silk flower without intending to give it to her, and she wouldn't think that he wanted to wear it.
"I won't wear flowers at night." Mingyueyi took off the flowers wrapped around her temples and put them in the box.
Pu Yuemin didn't refute her, and rubbed his face against hers: "Okay."
After saying that, he picked her up and placed her on the couch.
Ming Yueyi lay on the mattress. The young man beside her held her in his arms with his slender hands, his snake tail twisting around her legs. He sighed contentedly, "Senior Sister, let's get some rest."
She was used to the snake entangled her like this every night, and she closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly.
Throughout the night, she always felt something sliding on her body, and her whole body became soft.
The next day.
She opened her eyes and saw the boy's flawless face leaning against her. For a moment she was in a trance.
It seems that living here peacefully with him like this is also...
Just as she was lost in thought, the young man in front of her had already woken up, his dark eyes fixed on her, "Senior Sister."
The strange thoughts instantly disappeared from Mingyueyi's mind.
She pushed his face away, which was too close, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let go of your tail."
When she woke up in the morning, she wanted to go downstairs, but found that she could not move at all, so she had to wait for him to wake up.
But Pu Yuemin did not feel the slightest bit of guilt for having been following her all night. He naturally stood up from the bed, put on a thin outer garment, and helped her take down the skirt hanging on the rack in his wooden clogs.
"Senior sister, today we are going to look at wedding dresses." He said as he helped Mingyueyi put on her dress.
"So fast?" Mingyueyi raised his hand wearily.
"Yeah." He lowered his eyes, his slender fingers hooked on the buttons, "It's already March, and there's not much time left until May."
Mingyueyi had forgotten the time. It turned out that they were getting married in May.
She had no feelings about getting married, nor did she resist it; she just felt it was a common thing.
After the two of them got dressed and had their meal, they were supposed to ask the tailor and embroiderer to come to their house to have their measurements taken and choose the patterns, but Mingyueyi suggested going to a tailor shop outside.
Pu Yuemin naturally had no objection.
There may have been many good days in recent months, and many men and women who are about to get married are trying on wedding dresses. Fortunately, the shop belongs to Mingfu, so the two of them went straight to the third floor.
The shopkeeper placed the best cloth styles on the table, and Mingyueyi concentrated on choosing. The young man put his arms around her waist from behind, his breath cool against her body, and watched her profile as she carefully selected the cloth.
Although Ming Yueyi had no feelings about getting married, she was quite enthusiastic about choosing cloth. She looked around and was quite satisfied with all the options. Unable to decide for a moment, she turned to him and asked, "Which one do you think looks good?"
Pu Yuemin looked at the dark-patterned red satin on her right hand and said, "This one is more suitable for Senior Sister."
Mingyueyi looked down and compared it with her wrist, and found that it really seemed to make her skin look whiter.
"Then this piece of cloth."
Just as she made her choice, the young man behind her suddenly picked her up and put her on the table.
Ming Yueyi subconsciously put her arms around his neck and looked over with her beautiful eyes: "What's wrong?"
Pu Yuemin supported her lower back and asked, "Sister, you can see it at home, why did you come out?"
Why come out?
Ming Yueyi was startled by the question, a rare look of bewilderment in his eyes. He then explained, "Maybe he wanted to come out and relax."
"Really?" Pu Yuemin stared at her thoughtfully.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ming Yueyi felt strange when he looked at her.
Although Pu Yuemin always stared at her, he rarely looked at her in this way.
"Nothing." He shook his head, lowered his eyes, and took her hand, interlocking their fingers. "Senior Sister, do you want to practice dual cultivation?"
"Now?" Mingyueyi was startled and turned to glance out the window.
This is the third floor. Although there are few people here, it seems inappropriate because every time he practices dual cultivation, he is extremely devoted, and he seems to be confused and unaware of what the world is. He may even transform into his original form.
"It's not a good place here." She declined politely.
Pu Yuemin was clearly serious. He pressed her hands on the table and leaned over to examine the makeup she had put on before going out today. "I'll hold back and try not to change my appearance."
Mingyueyi opened her lips to speak, but he leaned over to block her words with his lips, swallowing her weak breath and sleepy tone, whispering to coax her.
"Besides, Senior Sister, it's been a long time since we've practiced dual cultivation. Your cultivation seems to be at the peak of a realm breakthrough. Maybe you're only one step away from a realm breakthrough."
Mingyueyi's cheeks were white and misty from his kiss. She fell on the table with her black hair spread out, the corners of her eyes flushed, and she was so breathless that she couldn't say no.
He just found an opportunity and suddenly rushed in.
The feeling of fulfillment made both of them feel dizzy, especially the warm spiritual energy lingering around them. She knocked on the edge of the table with both hands in a trance, and her whole body turned red like a soft shrimp in boiling water.
He kissed her slowly, as if he was restrained as he had just said. His moist breath blended and rubbed against hers, making her curl her toes in pain.
It was just that they were already practicing dual cultivation, and with the addition of their spirit and soul blending, she felt as if she was in the realm of gods and her soul was one.
Finally, when the dual cultivation ended, he did not break through as he said. Instead, his face looked as beautiful as if he was nourished by spring love, and he was in high spirits as he carried her out of the tailor shop.
Before leaving, I ordered the cloth I had seen before as the wedding dress to be worn on the wedding day.
Ming Yueyi digested the vast spiritual power in his body and returned to the Ming Mansion.
The young man sat beside her, watching over her. When he saw her wake up, he looked at her like a puppy snake begging for a reward: "How is Senior Sister?"
Ming Yueyi tried his cultivation and found it was more advanced than before, but still not enough to reach the realm of breakthrough.
His spiritual power surged into her body, circulating throughout her body. He then said, "It's still a little short. From now on, we will practice dual cultivation several times a day. Senior Sister will eventually be able to break through the realm."
Mingyueyi nodded: "Okay."
Pu Yuemin didn't expect her to agree. He was stunned for a moment, then he lifted her face and kissed her softly, "Senior Sister, let's practice dual cultivation again now."
"No..." Before she could finish her sentence, he pushed her down on the couch.
Practicing dual cultivation once a day was enough for her to digest for a long time, not to mention twice. Afterwards, she meditated in the room for several hours before she could use the vast spiritual power in her body.
When she opened her eyes again, it was dark outside. The young man coiled his snake tail around her and held her in his arms, seemingly sleeping.
Mingyueyi looked at the boy's face in the moonlight, then fell asleep with her head resting on his snow-white tail.
When her breathing became even, the young man who had been resting with his eyes closed opened them and held her tightly in his arms, their heads leaning against each other like close lovers.
In the following days, whenever there was anything related to marriage, she would choose to go out in person, and Pu Yuemin would always be by her side.
Finally one day, she found an opportunity.
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