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Su Qianyang felt a deep sadness as she hugged her knees, gazing at the moon at a forty-five-degree angle—just like Ming Jiu often did a few days ago, sitting on the threshold for nearly an hour.
Inside the room, a certain beast could no longer endure. With a sudden grasp, Su Qianyang felt a strong pull that yanked her forward. In the next moment, she found herself pinned to the bed in a hungry tiger pounce by the beast. His dark hair brushed against her cheek, cool and ticklish.
“Wuwu…”
Before Ming Jiu could get angry, Su Qianyang burst into tears first. “Why didn’t you tell me you could turn into a naked man… You made me so foolishly hug you while bathing, made me kiss you, made me change clothes in front of you… Wuwu…”
Just thinking about how she had hummed a tune while washing her thighs in front of him, or how she had idly practiced makeup in front of the mirror, smearing her face like a monkey’s bottom, always grabbing him for mouth-to-mouth kisses…
Su Qianyang felt as if her life had turned gray from that moment on.
“Stop crying.” He slowly leaned down, his warm and soft touch landing on her cheek, kissing away her tear stains bit by bit. “I was injured that time, my energy was too depleted to maintain my true form, so I couldn’t speak.”
“I will marry you.”
Huh? Su Qianyang blinked through her tear-filled eyes, still trying to comprehend how the topic had shifted so quickly when suddenly, her first kiss was gone.
Ming Jiu was gentle; that familiar scent gradually enveloped her as he occasionally extended his tongue to lick her lips.
Su Qianyang's mind went blank; her heart raced wildly, and her face felt like it was on fire. Taking advantage of Ming Jiu's pauses between kisses, she asked a very silly question: “W-why?”
Why? Of course, it was because… he had fallen for this silly girl. But proud Ming Jiu would never say such things. Adhering to the principle of "a gentleman speaks but does not act," soon Su Qianyang lost even the ability to think about why.
The next morning, the Master, who had been sleeping soundly, surprisingly woke up early and summoned several disciples to the front courtyard to assess their recent progress in cultivation.
Given the old man's penchant for tormenting his students, the disciples sincerely hoped he would sleep peacefully and linger a bit longer in the embrace of Morpheus.
After a round of assessments, Chen Tuan Laozu kept Su Qianyang behind.
"Girl, once that Bai Ze in your room recovers, let him go," Chen Tuan Laozu said with narrowed eyes, startling Su Qianyang.
"Uh..." Su Qianyang felt a pang in her heart. She understood that nothing could be hidden from her Master. She also knew that Ming Jiu was not just her companion Shiba Inu—he was Bai Ze and the leader of the Bai Ze Clan, destined to return to Kunlun Mountain.
"Master, I calculated today and found that you have a calamity approaching. If it cannot be resolved, your life may be at risk. Unfortunately, those who read destinies cannot predict their own. You are my disciple, and I cannot discern what this calamity is for you, but you must be cautious of this Bai Ze."
Su Qianyang was taken aback and looked up at her Master in shock.
"Why was he injured for no reason? And why did he happen to appear by your side? I fear he may be after the Hun Yuan Pearl. You fell gravely ill as a child, and your soul left your body; this is the only treasure your mother left to sustain your life. If it falls into the hands of someone with ill intentions, your life will be in jeopardy!"
"Master... Ming Jiu... he wouldn't do that," Su Qianyang said firmly, shaking her head.
She had to admit that her Master's words were reasonable, yet she still trusted her instincts. Ming Jiu's eyes were clear and bright; they held a hint of helplessness and indulgence when he looked at her. Sometimes he would get so angry with her that he seemed ready to explode, but he always remained warm.
Unlike his elder brother, who was exceptionally gifted and could analyze things logically and clearly one by one, she believed that understanding people required a heartfelt approach.
Ming Jiu was not in her room, which puzzled Su Qianyang. Usually, he wouldn’t roam around Xian Yu Ling Yuan; had he already returned to Kunlun Mountain? She pouted; at the very least, he should have said goodbye to her.
She waved at the Oriole in the yard, and the bird flitted over happily. Su Qianyang fed it some millet, and the Oriole informed her that Ming Jiu had gone to Fairy Lake in Du Shan.
What was he doing at Fairy Lake? Su Qianyang felt a bit curious, so she tidied herself up and headed towards Fairy Lake as well.
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