Moonlight filtered through the paper window, creating a dim and twilight atmosphere. The gauze curtains in front of the bed could be seen fluttering in the breeze as a figure moved by, casting shadows that made the person on the bed appear and disappear.
Long, slender fingers parted the gauze curtains, and moonlight shone on the bed, illuminating the person's face, which was as pale as ink...
"A beauty is always so captivating... Little Momo..."
Bai Mo frowned in his sleep, feeling an itchy touch on his face. He groggily opened his eyes and saw a bewitching, foxy face in front of him, smiling in a seductive and alluring way...
"Young Master Mu, Mu, Mu Yuan? What are you doing here..."
"The night is long, and I can't sleep, so I've come to talk to Xiao Momo—"
—Little…Little MoMo…Ugh…I feel nauseous!
Bai Mo's hair stood on end as he slowly moved towards the inner side of the bed, with Mu Yuan following closely behind. His bare shoulders and slightly exposed chest hinted at a tantalizing allure, and his captivating face, bathed in the dim moonlight of the night, was like a ghost, enough to stir the soul and make one lose control—unfortunately, the person before him was Bai Momo, a man who always upheld self-discipline and self-respect. In Mu Yuan's eyes, he saw not temptation, but disaster.
"Young Master Mu Yuan! If you come any closer, I'm going to call for help!"
"Go ahead and shout, even if you shout until your throat is hoarse, no one will come!"
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Can we stop here and let me vomit first?
Seeing that her tried-and-true seduction techniques had failed, Mu Yuan thought to herself, "This is truly top-quality stuff! This is exactly the kind of thing he likes! A genuine blockhead is infinitely more appealing than a fake innocent one!"
—Since seduction doesn't work... then let's use force!
"Little Mo Mo—just give in to me!" He leaped and pounced, and Bai Mo hurriedly dodged. The two of them played a game of eagle catching chicks on the narrow bed... It's just a pity that there was no mother hen to protect them anymore.
"Young Master Mu Yuan! You—you—"
Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Bai Mo was pushed down onto the bed by Mu Yuan, whose alluring smile hung above him, her eyes gleaming slyly in the darkness. Bai Mo had never encountered such a situation before; his knowledge of it was limited to snippets he'd overheard from servants gossiping. His mind was in chaos, unsure whether to scream desperately or bite his tongue to commit suicide. Suddenly, a strange sound came from the wall next to the bed, followed by a loud crash as debris flew everywhere, revealing a large hole in the wall. On the other side of the hole, the upper body of a person was visible, staring at them with a sinister gaze—a cold and gloomy face, awakened from its slumber.
Mu Yuan broke out in a cold sweat, still pressed against Bai Mo, but immediately put on an elegant and friendly smile, "Hi, Long Jue, need to get up in the middle of the night? Let's go to the outhouse together?"
Long Jue's gloomy face was clouded with worry. Everyone in the sect knew that the cold and composed Lord Naga must not be disturbed when he was sleeping! But with such beauty before him, Mu Yuan had momentarily neglected his duty... In order to get closer to Long Jue, he had arranged for his room to be in the same courtyard as Long Jue's, and for the convenience of a night raid, he had also arranged for Bai Mo's room to be there, right next to Long Jue's...
"Get out!" Long Jue uttered the word heavily, his face cold and sinister.
Cold sweat...
Chapter 32 Night Raid on the Beauty 2
Meanwhile, on the other side...
Feng, a light sleeper, had been awake the moment someone entered the room. He recognized the person from the footsteps—how could this person be so ungrateful! He shouldn't have helped her last time; she should have been steamed, boiled, and buried alive! He'd better not have been so ungrateful, daring to come here again! This is just endless trouble!
He simply kept his eyes closed, determined not to pay any attention to her.
Ning Xian fully demonstrated the saying "practice makes perfect." Having learned from her previous experience, she easily slipped into Feng's room—wow, this guy's quite the expert; he didn't even notice someone enter his room, sleeping like a log. She crept to the bedside and looked at the picture of the sleeping beauty under the moonlight. She couldn't see his cold, arrogant, and always impatient eyes; he truly was a beauty. He possessed a face that transcended gender, a beauty mark under his eye adding to his allure, yet his figure wasn't frail.
Heaven is truly unfair; it had to produce people like him and Mu Yuan, who not only possess stunning looks but also unparalleled martial arts skills.
He poked at Feng's face with his finger; under the moonlight, his skin felt like cool silk. Soon, he was no longer satisfied with just poking and started scraping.
Feng began to realize that pretending to be asleep was a mistake. The finger on her face scratched and scratched with its nail, the sharp nail and soft fingertip touching her cheek alternately, leaving stinging marks.
I've already put on an act, so I have to keep it up!
"Wow, it really is a pig... a beautiful pig, a beautiful pig~~"
She pinched his nose, trying to wake him up, but after a while he still didn't wake up. Fearing she would suffocate him, she had no choice but to let go.
Feng thought to herself, "Shouldn't we give up this time?"
To his surprise, her breathing was slightly heavier by the bedside, as if she were getting up. Just when he thought she was about to leave, he suddenly felt a weight on him; she had jumped up and landed squarely on his stomach, almost crushing his internal organs.
"Ugh...cough cough cough cough...what are you doing, you crazy woman!?"
"Hehe~~ Little Phoenix~~ Think again about becoming my lover, hmm?"
"..."
Feng closed her eyes, rubbed her brow with her fingers, and said gloomily, "Madwoman... Has anyone ever said that you and Mu Yuan look somewhat alike?"
"How can you compare me to that shameless freak?"
"What are you doing right now?"
"To convince you."
"Do you really have to go out in the middle of the night to persuade someone?"
Not only did she sit on him, but she also wrapped her legs around him, showing no intention of getting off. "This way you seem less likely to become a human butcher's knife." This was something she had just noticed. Ever since she sat on his stomach, he seemed helpless and listless. To make the cold and arrogant Lord Feng show such a helpless expression, she must be the only one in the world!
Feng felt a low pressure hovering above his head, swirling...
"phoenix--"
"What are you going to say now—" Feng Gang looked up, and Ning Xian suddenly leaned in, her soft cherry lips directly sealing his mouth—warm and soft, seemingly with a hint of hibiscus fragrance… Feng Gang was momentarily stunned, when Ning Xian suddenly took a deep breath and forcefully poured a mouthful into his mouth—caught off guard, he was almost choked by the breath. When he was released, he coughed rapidly. After he had stopped coughing, Ning Xian raised her chin, "Now, I'm giving you this breath again. I'm still your 'savior.' Gratitude is the most basic thing, you know? I don't lack money or anything, so you should repay me with your body."
"..."
"Ah!! What are you doing... Ugh..." Ning Xian was suddenly thrown down, her mouth was gagged and her hands and feet were tied. Feng carried her like a sack of potatoes, jumped out of the back window, and kicked open the window next door. Yu Lin was awakened by the sound of the window hitting the window in a daze. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, and saw Feng jump into the room.
"Feng? What are you doing so late..." Before he could finish speaking, a binding object was thrown onto his bed. Feng coldly said, "You're responsible for taking her home." Then she turned and walked away.
"Mmm...mmm..."