Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
“A day apart feels like three years, I haven’t seen you for a few days and it feels like I have not seen you for decades and it make me miss you like mad.”
Di Mo Xuan placed his head onto Ye Qing Luo’s shoulder.
He seemed to like this position.
His head slightly sided, his thin warm lips would rub against her skin from time to time.
That hot breathe cast onto her neck.
Ye Qing Luo unnaturally shifted her shoulders to try and avoid him.
“Don’t move, let me hug you.” his low masculine voice rang in her ear.
Ye Qing Luo peeked at him.
The direct front view of his face was magnificent and myriad charming.
But the side view showed the deep silhouette of his features added onto a calm gentle look.
It was much more unflustered and only attracted you even harder.
You would be drawn to it without reason.
The struggling body had softened subconsciously.
She pursed her lips in attempt to hide her blushing cheeks: “You…. why did you come to Three Spring Household?”
“As a master, how can he not appear and show some encouragement when it is such an important day for his apprentice?”
There was a twinkle of cheekiness in Di Mo Xuan’s eyes reflecting a dazzling glamour.
Ye Qing Luo rolled her eyes, knowing what he was up to.
Why can’t they have a proper chat?
“So to speak…. Ah Luo, you have yet to greet your Master yet.” Di Mo Xuan suddenly grasped her chin and brushed his index finger against her lips in a laugh, “What are you waiting for?”
Ye Qing Luo flew into a rage of humiliation: “I have never acknowledged you as my Master! It has nothing to do with me that those people in the academy simply assumed and gotten the wrong idea!”
He chuckled loudly.
His chest was heaving up and down because of the chuckle.
And it had turned from a chuckle to a loud laugh.
He slid off his fingers from her chin and slipped to the back of her head.
Di Mo Xuan used his palm and gave a gentle nudge to press her head onto his chest firmly.
His finger went through her silky hair.
“Ah Luo…. seems to enjoy provoking me.” Di Mo Xuan lowered his head and leaned in a little closer.
Ye Qing Luo shrank back from his action, not used to having him at such proximity.
However, his lips curved into a smile and that bewitching eyes had locked sight with Ye Qing Luo.
Staring deep at each other, they slowly begin to inch forward, and they could sense their breaths drawing closer….
At the right moment, an excited Ye Feng Yu interrupted: “Sister, we have arrived!”
That voice had snapped Ye Qing Luo who was hypnotised by Di Mo Xuan’s unique sandalwood scent back to reality.
When she saw the magnified face of his with barely much distance from hers, she pushed against his chest firmly.
“We have reached, reached, I have to go!”
Ye Qing Luo fled out and jumped down the carriage in a flash.
The red figure instantly lost trail into the crowd and disappeared.
Ye Feng Yu ran after her with both of their luggage, trying to catch her sight blankly: “Hey hello sister, how can you leave me without passing me the registration fees, what shall I do?”
With a thud sound, a coin bag fell onto his luggage.
He could hear a unique masculine voice from his back: “There are five hundred gold coins, it should last you till you graduate.”
Ye Feng Yu simply turned around and stared absently at the edge of the carriage: “That, that… Overlord, Sister has the golden coins, I…. I can’t”
“Just accept it, her coins are also from me so why go through the hassle.”