Though the situation had reached a stalemate, Xu Nian was not one to easily give up. She took out a small notebook she had swiped from Qing Zhi, and using a red-hot wooden stick as a pen, she scratched her head, thinking ways to further advance her relationship with Ji Yuebai. To win someone’s heart, you must win their stomach…
Watching Ji Yuebai approach step by step, Xu Nian’s heart leaped to her throat. Nervously, she debated whether to first take off her outer garment or her underwear… Her mind raced uncontrollably with these thoughts, her eyes involuntarily sweeping over Ji Yuebai’s thin lips, her long, pale neck, imagining the supple, slender body beneath her loose white robe, finally resting…
Xu Nian was naturally skeptical of Ji Yuebai’s easily spoken claim of affection, finding it hard to believe without any proof. Fundamentally, she was skeptical that the mess left by the original character could be so easily resolved. Yet, the way Ji Yuebai hugged her tightly, almost merging her into their own body, overwhelmed Xu Nian. The intoxicating fragrance emanating…
Xu Nian, right in front of her, seemed not to have heard her words. Her beautiful eyes stared at Ji Yuebai with confusion, as if lost in thought. She looked just like… The first time she saw her. Ji Yuebai, who had always faced even the most dangerous situations with indifference, now felt a trace of nervousness in her heart….
Upon hearing these words, Qing Jin was instantly enraged to the point of almost lunging forward, “You unknown, lowly beast, merely at the thirteenth-rank, how dare you demand a soul-binding oath from our Qingxuan King Snake clan? You really have some nerve, thinking who you are.” “Shut up, Qing Jin.” Qing Cheng turned back and scolded angrily. “But sister, you—”…