Translator:
Misty Cloud Translations
Editor:
Misty Cloud Translations
What are you doing here?
Ye Qing Luo’s fingers hooked a lock of his silky dark hair and twisted around her fingers.
There was a light smirk on his thin lips, with a low whisper he replied heartedly:
Missing you, so I came over to see you.
Sneaking into the Heavenly Academy and the female dormitory in the wee hours, if you let the guards see you, they will treat you as a flower thief.
Ye Qing Luo tugged at his long hair as she looked up at him with jest.
This action coincidentally laid sight on his pair of charming eyes that billowed with seduction.
When the eyes locked in contact, it was as if a current had run through them.
Her body and mind suddenly went numb, the heart went throbbing like mad.
With a laid-back look in Di Mo Xuan’s eyes, his five fingers coquettishly touched her chin:
If I am a flower thief, I wonder if Ah Luo is willing to let me pluck this beautiful flower like you?
Ye Qing Luo’s cheeks flushed into hues of red.
These words seemed to be …. words of love declaration.
Not speaking, means you have acknowledged.
Di Mo Xuan puckered his lips and with a strong pull at her chin….
Her body lunged forward to him with the strength of his fingertips.
Then, the face of that suave man magnified at her pupils.
His warm lips brushed onto hers.
Originally it was intended to be a gentle contact, Ye Qing Luo responded, and her body subconsciously retreated away.
But that man’s arm doubled the strength of his force.
His palm placed at the back of her head, which deepen the kiss.
He had conquered and invaded all her sweetness entirely.
Ye Qing Luo breathe fell short, her mind went into a swirl, as if the strength of her body was drained away by Di Mo Xuan.
Her body went weak and numb, she did not have the consciousness to resist.
It’s nothing to be hugged by him, touched by him for she was used to it.
But….
How could she even get used to kissing?
Could it… towards Di Mo Xuan……
This thought gave Ye Qing Luo a quiver as she instantly recovered her senses.
Oh—– Oh—–
Ye Qing Luo’s bewitching eyes burst in anger, clenched her fist and struggled to pound onto Di Mo Xuan’s chest.
But Di Mo Xuan seemed to be deliberately opposing her, the more she resisted, the harder he went kissing her, as if he wanted to kiss her rational away and swallowed her up.
Until his eyes darken, he finally let go of her lips.
When in contact with Ye Qing Luo’s raging looks, Di Mo Xuan behaved like a cat that had stole a fish, his lips filled with a satisfying smug.
It seems… I have chosen the correct flower.
Di Mo Xuan smiled softly, his five fingers stroking his lips as if he was recalling,
It is really tasty.
His actions, his words made Ye Qing Luo felt even more shameful and indignant.
Raising the arm, she wanted to slap him.
Her speed maybe fast, but she could never be faster than Di Mo Xuan.
Her wrist was caught the moment she struck.
That huge palm of his held onto her tightly, then pulled her into his arms.
Ye Qing Luo’s face fell against Di Mo Xuan’s muscular chest.
That refreshing scent of sandalwood grew more intense.
It was apparently empowering Ye Qing Luo.
Di! Mo! Xuan!….
Just as Ye Qing Luo was about to start berating, Di Mo Xuan immediately changed topic:
Ah Luo, I am actually here to return your thing.
You….
Ye Qing Luo gritted her teeth in rage.
Gosh!
This man was without a doubt her nemesis.
Whoever met him would be at a disadvantage!
Doesn’t play cards on a logical manner!
It was indeed a big fist, world of hard truth.
She can’t beat Di Mo Xuan, lose out to him in scolding and even her sarcastic comments were ignored by him totally….
She can only let Di Mo Xuan do whatever he wants?
