"If the male protagonist could also feel happiness with Mo Shu, wouldn’t that mean the plot has completely deviated from its course!"
Sao Zha felt uneasy, flapping his wings and flying about.
The people he had found before had never lived past 10% of the main storyline; they were all killed by the male protagonist. And now, not only had Mo Shu survived, but the main storyline was skyrocketing.
Moreover, the source of happiness was coming from the host’s body, a situation that had never occurred before!
Mo Shu didn’t notice Sao Zha’s restlessness at all. When she held Yu Siqiao’s hand and took a careful look, she realized that although it looked terrifying, it hadn’t injured the bone at all!
The knuckles were scraped, looking a bit red and swollen, but they were minor skin injuries after all. She didn’t see any of the bruising or bone congestion that Grandpa Wu had mentioned.
Mo Shu’s face darkened. "Grandpa Wu lied to me."
Yu Siqiao couldn’t help but speak when he saw her , "What did he tell you?"
"He said your hand was about to break and that if it wasn’t treated in time, you wouldn’t even be able to hold our child in the future!" Mo Shu let go of his hand and turned to leave with a scowl, "That’s too much!"
She had thought that Grandpa Wu, being such a revered elder, might exaggerate a bit, but she never expected him to lie outright.
She had been so thoroughly deceived!
But Mo Shu didn’t get far before Yu Siqiao pulled her back. "Where are you going? Do you think you can just come and go from my place as you please?"
Mo Shu clenched her teeth and shot him a glare. "Since your hand’s not crippled, what am I doing here?"
The corners of Yu Siqiao’s mouth lifted as he pulled her over.
Mo Shu was startled and suddenly found herself enveloped in his embrace.
Yu Siqiao smiled down at her and spoke in a low voice, "You really do care about me, after all."
Mo Shu’s face grew even darker. "You’ve got some nerve; I just don’t want your hand to be ruined because of me!"
After all, his blow-up had been because of their argument.
Although she found him annoying, she didn’t despise him to the point of wishing him disabled.
Yu Siqiao’s smile faded slightly as he snorted. "I know better than to become crippled over you; I’m not stupid."
Mo Shu tugged at her lips. "Well, since you’re fine, there’s no point in me staying. Let go!"
Yu Siqiao, however, tightened his hold even more, "Aren’t you here for breakfast?"
"I’m not a pig; why would I eat again if I’ve already eaten?" Mo Shu struggled, grinding her teeth, "Let go!"
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Yu Chen saw them in each other’s arms, intimately close, and he felt somewhat pleased, especially seeing Yu Siqiao evidently in a good mood. So he tactfully bowed his head and approached, "The kitchen just said they made extra taro paste this morning and have sent some over."
He said, placing down two bowls of the dessert and casually lifting the lids.
A rich fragrance wafted out at that moment, and Mo Shu, smelling it, felt tempted.
Yu Siqiao noticed her slight change and gave Yu Chen a sideways glance. "Meddling, I don’t eat that stuff; take it out and throw it away."
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"I don’t eat it; it’s a waste either way," Yu Siqiao glanced at her, "Do you want it, perhaps?"
She had been craving it for ages but hadn’t managed to have any.
But Yu Siqiao didn’t wait for Mo Shu to reply and said leisurely, "You’re not a pig; you’ve already eaten, so why eat more?"