38: Chapter 38: Little Thing, Are You Scared?
38: Chapter 38: Little Thing, Are You Scared?
Mu Yunlie had already dressed himself.
Right now, his mind was filled with the images from just before.
The white tank top worn by the young girl was very small and short, revealing a waist that was too slender to fill a grasp.
Yet above, the tank top seemed barely able to contain the fullness of her chest, about to spill over.
Two prominent collarbones sketched out enticing curves.
Her body was covered in sweat, like morning buds about to bloom, dotted with dewdrops, radiating pure desire.
It made one unable to resist the urge to pluck…
Mu Yunlie shut his eyes tight, but these images just wouldn’t leave his mind.
Not until the door was fiercely pushed open did the images in his mind shatter.
The girl stood at the doorway, puffing up her cheeks and glaring at him.
“Mu Yunlie, you know that we must be married for a year before we can divorce, right?”
Yan Qianyi walked over to the bedside, hands on her hips and full of attitude.
Mu Yunlie leaned against the headboard, his gaze shifted elsewhere, his right hand casually draped over his propped-up knee, his voice languid, “So?”
“Hmph!” Yan Qianyi laughed proudly, “So, you can’t divorce me now!”
“So, you have to treat me better from now on, or else when your poison flares up, I’ll make you regret it!”
“So, I’m officially warning you now, don’t you dare strangle my neck again!”
Mu Yunlie slightly pursed his thin lips, presenting Yan Qianyi with only a cold profile.
“Did you hear me?” Yan Qianyi asked, “Look at me, I’m talking to you!
It’s very rude to act !”
His eyes finally turned towards her.
Their eyes met, but she subconsciously covered her neck and took a step back.
He chuckled lowly, his voice cool and thin, “Do you know what happened to the last person who spoke to me in that tone?”
Yan Qianyi squared her shoulders, looking directly into his eyes, “What?”
He lowered his eyebrows slightly, the corners of his mouth curving up gently, “They died.”
Looking at the bloodless expression on his face, Yan Qianyi restrained her gaze.
She had dealt with all sorts of people, but she had never felt such a strong sense of murderousness and hostility from anyone.
Those peach blossom eyes were clearly so attractive, but that gaze was like eternal ice, ancient wells a thousand years old.
He seemed devoid of emotions, his disdainful eyes portraying arrogance that belittled all beings.
As if all creatures were mere ants in his eyes.
Though he had the face of an angel, his body seemed to harbor a demon.
In this moment, Yan Qianyi realized that she appeared to be making a deal with the devil.
She could be killed by his hand at any moment.
It was quite interesting!
Mu Yunlie reached out his hand again, and this time Yan Qianyi didn’t dodge.
He simply extended one finger and lifted her chin.
“Little thing, are you scared?”
Yan Qianyi willingly lifted her small face, smiling sweetly at him, “You won’t kill me.”
Watching her sudden smile, Mu Yunlie paused, “Why?”
“Because only I can cure the poison in your body.”
Yan Qianyi’s smile became even more enchanting.
For the next year, whether Mu Yunlie liked it or not, he could only act as her shield.
Previously, she was careful in dealing with him, worried that he would divorce her.
Now, without any worries, she felt much more relaxed.
“Fine, I will wait and see,” Mu Yunlie nodded, then got up to leave.
“Stop!” Yan Qianyi called out to him, “Where are you going?”