Chapter 123 Feng Jin, will you ever stop?
Shen Yuepo's brows furrowed into a deep frown.
Is this guy ever going to stop? Doesn't he have anything better to do in the underworld?
With a hint of anger, she reached out again and hung up without hesitation.
The room fell silent again, with only the occasional chirping of insects coming from outside the window.
Shen Yuepo stared at the bucket of instant noodles, as if trying to heat it up faster with his gaze.
Just then, a soft "ding" sounded, and a new WeChat message popped up on the screen.
A new message from 【酆都穷鬼】.
The message contained only three words: Answer the phone.
Shen Yuepo stared at those three words, took a deep breath, and hadn't reacted yet—
"Buzzing!!"
My phone started vibrating wildly for the third time.
It is still the ashes, carrying a kind of unwavering determination to achieve its goal.
Shen Yuepo still didn't accept.
"Buzz!"
The vibration stopped abruptly, and the screen went completely dark.
The world is finally completely peaceful.
Shen Yuepo waited a few minutes, then lifted the lid of the instant noodles, picked up a fork, and had just picked up a few noodles, before she could even put them in her mouth—
A chilling wind, carrying the aura of the underworld, suddenly swept through the small room without warning.
The dust on the table swirled and scattered.
Shen Yuepo paused, then looked sharply at the place where the Yin energy was gathering.
In the center of the room, on the open ground, stood a tall figure with a horse-like face, carrying a large food box.
Horse-faced's large eyes swept across the simple room, and when they landed on Shen Yuepo and the bucket of instant noodles in her hand, the corner of his mouth seemed to twitch almost imperceptibly.
He bowed respectfully to Shen Yuepo, "My lord, the Emperor has sent me to bring you some food."
As he spoke, he carefully placed the food box on the already rickety, broken table, which almost filled the entire surface.
As soon as the lid of the food container was lifted, a fragrant aroma filled the air, instantly dispelling the smell of the instant noodles.
Shen Yuepo: "..."
Her hand holding the fork froze in mid-air as she looked at the almost blindingly luxurious takeout, then at the instant noodles in front of her, and suddenly lost her appetite.
Horse-faced seemed oblivious to Shen Yuepo's sudden darkening expression. After putting down the food box, he excused himself, saying, "My lord, I take my leave!"
Before he finished speaking, a cold wind rose again, and Horse-Face's tall figure vanished without a trace, just as it had when it arrived, leaving only the fragrance filling the room.
Shen Yuepo looked at the food box and her lips twitched.
She put down her fork, sighed, and reached for the crystal shrimp dumplings on the top shelf of the food box.
"call!"
Another surge of yin energy suddenly flooded into the room.
Space distorted and fluctuated again, revealing another burly and imposing figure.
On a huge bull's head, there is a large gold ring on its nose.
The ox-headed man was carrying a food box that was even larger than the horse-faced man's.
He let out a low growl as a greeting.
Then, without saying a word, he slammed the enormous food container he was holding onto the already worn-out table with a loud thud.
The table creaked, and the food box that Ma Mian had just put down on the table, along with Shen Yuepo's poor bucket of instant noodles, shook violently.
The bull's voice was deep and resonant, like a booming bell.
"My lord, I, Old Ox, have come to deliver this meal on the Emperor's orders! The Emperor said that the horse-faced fellow's delivery wasn't thorough enough, and fearing you wouldn't have enough, he sent me to bring this box as well!"
Shen Yuepo: "..."
Her fingers, which had just reached for the crystal dumplings, froze in mid-air.
Looking at the small, broken wooden table in front of him, Shen Yuepo felt his temples throbbing wildly.
Just then, "Buzz buzz buzz!"
The phone she had tossed on the table stubbornly started vibrating again.
Shen Yuepo suddenly grabbed his phone, his fingertips flashing with anger as he slashed across the answer button.
Before the other party could speak, he blurted out, "Feng Jin, are you ever going to stop?!"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Feng Jin's deep, magnetic voice, devoid of any discernible emotion, as if he were merely asking casually, "Are you over it?"
With a forced smile, Shen Yuepo scoffed into the microphone, her voice chilling as she asked, "What do you think?"
Feng Jin seemed unfazed by her anger and continued to ask, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"
"I don't want to answer."
Shen Yuepo's answer was crisp and decisive, tinged with a hint of impatience.
The next moment, there was no sound from the other end of the phone.
Just as Shen Yuepo thought he had finally gotten the hint and hung up, she was about to put down her phone—
Why don't you want to answer?
A deep, pleasant male voice, carrying a hint of doubt and an undeniable presence, came directly from her right side.
It's so close.
Shen Yuepo froze abruptly, instinctively tilting her head to look at the source of the sound.
However, she never expected the other person to get so close.
Just as Shen Yuepo turned her head, her lips unexpectedly brushed against a cool and soft touch.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
Shen Yuepo's eyes widened instantly, and Feng Jin's breath seemed to freeze between them.
The lingering sensation on the lips is fleeting yet unforgettable.
She could clearly see the fleeting look of surprise in Feng Jin's dark golden eyes.
Shen Yuepo's heart skipped a beat uncontrollably, then began to pound wildly.
Almost instinctively, she jerked her head back a few inches, creating some distance.
The room was deathly silent.
Under the dim light, Shen Yuepo could clearly see that Feng Jin's originally fair and jade-like ears were rapidly tinged with a blush.
The blush on his cold face looked particularly striking.
Feng Jin seemed stunned as well. He tilted his head slightly to avoid Shen Yuepo's astonished gaze, and his Adam's apple bobbed heavily within her line of sight.
Shen Yuepo forcibly suppressed the unfamiliar throbbing and panic in her heart, trying to make her voice sound calm: "You... how did you get here?"
The bullhead who delivered the food had vanished the moment Feng Jin appeared.
Feng Jin had now returned to his normal appearance.
He slowly glanced around the simple room, his disdain undisguised.
Finally, his gaze fell back on Shen Yuepo's face, his brows furrowing slightly. "There's nowhere to sit."
He said it casually, his tone revealing a self-righteous pickiness.
Then, he naturally took a few steps to the only bed in the room, and with a somewhat lazy posture, he leaned back and sat down.
His long legs were casually propped up on the ground, and his dark imperial robe was spread out, instantly giving the broken bed an absurd feeling of a cold cave transformed into a golden palace.
After doing all this, he raised his eyes again, his gaze fixed on Shen Yuepo's face, and persistently repeated the question from before: "Why didn't you want to accept?"
Shen Yuepo was amused by his matter-of-fact attitude.
She pretended not to hear, picked up the food box that Ma Mian had brought, which contained clean chopsticks, and began to eat.
Feng Jin didn't urge her. He just leaned against her hard bed, one hand casually resting on his bent knee, his gaze fixed on her.
His gaze was so focused that Shen Yuepo felt a burning sensation on her back.
Shen Yuepo tried her best to ignore that intense gaze and put another piece of braised pork into her mouth.
It tastes good, but... being stared at like that makes even the finest delicacies hard to swallow!
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