"Why don't you tell the truth?" Cen Ji leaned back in the chair, his fingers gently pinching the teacup, his ink-black eyes revealing some impatience.
She really had the nerve to make up such a lie to deceive him.
"You seem very afraid of what I will do to you?" Cen Ji stood up, walked to Yan Ying, and gently lifted Yan Ying's chin with his slender fingers.
Yan Ying was forced to look into Cen Ji's eyes. Her eyes were bright and her panicked expression caught Cen Ji's eyes.
"Are you afraid that I will... dig out your spiritual roots?" Cen Ji asked tentatively with a smile on his face. His voice was light, like a feather passing through the heart.
Yan Ying's pupils dilated and she looked at Cen Ji at a loss.
She was really afraid, afraid of silence, afraid of mission failure.
Cen Ji's fingers gently stroked Yan Ying's smooth face, and seeing her uneasy expression, he became even more curious.
Even if he really could dig out other people's spiritual roots, he would not dig out hers.
She was just a little brat, there was no reason for him to attack her.
"Can you please not..." Yan Ying felt that Cen Ji seemed to have changed after his return. There was a quietness in him that was not there before, making it even more difficult for her to see through him.
He seemed so unfamiliar to her. Cen Ji had been possessed by the devil a month ago. She had done so much, but still failed to prevent all this from happening. How much could she change about the future plot?
Cen Ji saw the fear in Yan Ying's eyes, and he subconsciously let go of the hand that was holding Yan Ying.
He clearly didn't use any force, so what was she afraid of?
[System: Host, Cen Ji is no longer murderous, don't be discouraged! You can still be saved!]
Yan Ying raised her head and looked at Cen Ji. It seemed that she had to change her approach.
If all her previous attempts at goodwill didn't work, she would have to change her strategy. One can't hang oneself on one tree all the time.
Then... try something else...
"I like you." Yan Ying suddenly said loudly and seriously.
【system:?】
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Cen Ji was stunned and lost in thought for a moment.
What did she just say?
"Didn't you hear me? I said I like you!" Yan Ying stood up rashly and shouted again.
Cen Ji was standing in front of Yan Ying, so when Yan Ying stood up suddenly, she bumped directly into Cen Ji's arms.
Cen Ji suddenly took a step back.
Yan Ying took the initiative and followed. Looking at Cen Ji's red ears, she felt a little relieved. It turned out that this was the correct way to open it.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How old are you..." Cen Ji took a breath and turned around in panic.
"You already know I'm not Yan Ying, so of course I'm older than thirteen." Yan Ying smiled, turning to face Cen Ji. "I'm already twenty, so if you count, you should still call me sister."
Cen Ji's face showed no shyness, but his eyes darkened. Was she trying to please him?
"I didn't lie to you just now. I really came here for you, and I really like you." Yan Ying said in a soft voice.
Cen Ji's face became more and more ugly, and his ears became redder and redder. Yan Ying was surprised. It turned out that this kid fell for this trick.
"I did all this for you because I like you, I want to be good to you, and I want to make you happy. Doesn't that make more sense?"
Yan Ying tilted her head and observed Cen Ji's expression. She wanted to win his favor anyway. Maybe saying this would bring them one step closer. Besides... if she said this, Cen Ji would stop asking so many questions.
Cen Ji looked at Yan Ying's smiling face with a twinkle in his eyes. According to what she said...it was indeed more reasonable.
"I......"
"I'm not in the mood for love." Cen Ji suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his heart, sorted out his emotions and said in a deep voice.
He had never thought about these things before. He just wanted to live a good life. Later, when he met his sister, he wanted to repay his sister for saving his life.
Now he just wants to be a good lord of the Demon Realm, make up for all his past regrets, and get what he has never had. In his future plans, there has never been love or this little devil.
"So what? I'm not in the mood for love." Yan Ying looked at the seriousness on Cen Ji's face and wanted to tease him.
"But what does this have to do with my liking you? People change... right?" Yan Ying looked at Cen Ji with a smile on her face.
Why didn’t she realize before that Cen Ji was quite cute?
His face turned red before she could say a few words.
Humph, little Cen Ji, now is not the time to barge into her room and lie on her bed.
"But we have only known each other for a short time, why do you like me?" Cen Ji looked at Yan Ying with his eyes lowered.
How could anyone say they like someone like him?
"Actually, I've been with you for a long time, longer than you think." Yan Ying spoke sincerely. She was so familiar with Cen Ji's story that she felt like she had seen it with her own eyes.
Cen Ji frowned, as if wondering whether Yan Ying's words were credible.
"I know you have a long scar on the right side of your chest. When you were seven years old, you were begging and a passing beggar robbed you of all your copper coins. To avoid trouble, they wanted to beat you to death. That scar was left by a bamboo stick piercing your body."
"Your left arm can't get cold. When you were ten years old, you were wrongly accused of stealing money. You refused to admit it, so they broke your arm. You had no money for treatment, so you developed this condition."
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