Chapter 28 Chapter 28 Mu Yang said to her so gently that he wanted to...
Mu Yang told her so gently that he wanted to know more about her, and his eyes were so pure and sincere, Li Yian felt uncomfortable. She coughed dryly and said in a calm voice, "There's nothing to know."
"But I..." Mu Yang's mouth moved, and when he was about to say something, Li Yian interrupted him to prevent him from saying something more disgusting: "Did you make those snacks?"
She had wanted to leave, but after taking a look at the wine and snacks on Mu Yang's desk, Li Yian sat down at the table. But when Mu Yang tried to approach her, she quickly jumped behind the chair and held out her hand to stop him, "Stay away from me."
Mu Yang hurriedly stopped and took two steps back, and Li Yian breathed a sigh of relief. Because getting close to Mu Yang would lead to bad luck, she felt more at ease, preferably staying five meters away from him.
But her peace of mind didn't last long. Suddenly, she heard Mu Yang cry out in pain. It turned out that the wooden pillow she had placed on the beam had fallen and hit Mu Yang on the head. Mu Yang covered his head in pain, bent down, picked up Li Yian's pillow, and held it with his fingers to Li Yian.
Li Yian covered his face and pointed at the bookshelf behind Mu Yang. "Stay away from me and stand over there." After a pause, he said, "Throw the pillow to me."
I had thought that I would have to keep watch for Mu Yang for a while in the future, so in order to sleep more comfortably on the beam, I took a pillow and put it on the beam. However, I didn't expect that Mu Yang was so unlucky that he could be hit by it.
Seeing her fearful expression, Mu Yang had no choice but to throw the pillow back at her. He retreated to the bookshelf with a wronged look on his face, then picked up the book he had just read and continued flipping through it. He held the book in his hands and said to Li Yian, "I made that plate of white jujube flower pastry. The others were made by the cook in the kitchen."
Li Yian looked down at the table full of pastries. Sure enough, Mu Yang's jujube flower pastry looked the most delicious and the most beautiful. She picked up a piece and took a bite. The sweetness and deliciousness were so intense that it felt like fireworks suddenly exploded in her heart, and a slight blush appeared on her cold face.
She ate silently, taking small bites with dignity.
Mu Yang leaned against the bookshelf, flipping through thick ancient books. From time to time, he glanced at Li Yian, who was sitting upright not far away. He said softly, "Cousin?"
Li Yian poured the fermented rice wine and drank it cup by cup without answering him.
"I'm really sorry for what happened before. Even if you won't forgive me, I want to make it up to you..."
"Cousin, I've looked up information. Cultivating the evil power of shadows allows one to transform into various human forms to deceive humans. I'm afraid one day he'll turn into my appearance and harm you."
"I don't want you to get hurt because of me again. I was thinking that maybe you, Ah Yin, Father, and Mother should leave the Mu family temporarily. Since that evil is coming for me, I shouldn't hide behind you."
Even though he is weak and needs protection from others, he hopes to do his best to protect the Mu family and his family.
"Cousin?" Mu Yang couldn't help but call out because Li Yian didn't reply to him.
Mu Yang raised his eyes and looked at Li Yian who was sitting in front of his desk. She was still drinking glass after glass of wine.
"Cousin! You'll get drunk if you drink too much!" He quickly put down the book and was about to step forward to stop Li Yian.
"Don't come over here, just stand there!" Li Yian pointed at Mu Yang and shouted. She felt a little dizzy and her pretty face was already flushed with drunkenness. She knocked her head, trying to sober herself up.
But soon, she fell drunk on the table, looking at Mu Yang who was getting closer and closer with her drunken eyes. She felt that Mu Yang's figure was split into two or three layers. Her eyelids were fighting and she felt dizzy. She felt better only after closing her eyes.
Mu Yang walked up to her and saw that her cheeks were flushed with drunkenness. He exhaled slightly, took the wine glass from her hand, put the snacks on the desk into the lunch box, then turned around and took a blanket from his bed to cover her.
Li Yian, sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed, appeared much softer. Her long, curled eyelashes cast a faint shadow beneath her eyelids, her bright red lips slightly parted, and her breath carried the faint scent of osmanthus.
Mu Yang, who was about to leave, stopped and looked at the sleeping Li Yian. As if possessed by a ghost, he gently put his fingers on her face.
Her skin was very cool, delicate and soft. The strands of hair on her forehead fell down, half covering her face, revealing her delicate features.
The room was so quiet that only his and Li Yian's breathing could be heard, and the orange candlelight was swaying in the wind outside the door.
A pure black shadow slowly walked into the room. Although its steps seemed slow, it reached Mu Yang's back almost instantly. The dark arms stretched out and wrapped around Mu Yang's neck.
Li Yian, who had originally closed his eyes, frowned, as if sensing danger. Instinctively, he drew the long sword from his waist. Gripping the hilt, he thrust the sword forcefully behind Mu Yang.
Li Yian's sudden action frightened Mu Yang so much that his face turned pale and he didn't dare to move for a long time.
Li Yian blinked hard. Through her drunken eyes, she saw that Mu Yang was still at the third level, but her sword had missed, and the evil had vanished. Just now, when she closed her eyes to rest, she had felt a biting cold and a terrifying threat, but it seemed like it was just an illusion.
"Cousin..." Mu Yang was trembling with fear, his eyes reddened, "Yes, I'm sorry... I..."
Li Yian shook his head, retracted his sword, and inserted it into the scabbard.
At this moment, she noticed that Mu Yang was so close to her. She moved away from Mu Yang with unsteady steps, glared at him, and said seriously, "Why are you so close to me?"
Mu Yang lowered his eyes, his face flushed red, and he silently took a few steps back.
Li Yian rubbed her temples. She hated the dizzy feeling. She hated the feeling of not being awake. This delicious osmanthus wine was really ruining her schedule.
She picked up the wooden pillow she had placed on the table, jumped onto the beam, lay down, turned her head and said to Mu Yang below, "Go to bed early."
Mu Yang looked up at Li Yian, who was lying on the beam. He seemed to be about to say something, but he hesitated. In the end, he just turned back to his desk and said to Li Yian, "I'll fold the paper figurine before going to bed." After a pause, he said, "Cousin, go to bed early."
Outside the house, a figure emitting a thick black aura stared at Mu Yang with gloomy eyes, his lips curled up in an arrogant smile: He is as hypocritical as ever, which is really disgusting.
If a god is reincarnated and has all the love and support, will everything in the world stand on his side?
Wouldn't it be interesting to destroy him, tear him down from his godhood, and send him down to hell?
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