She stood there overwhelmed by the unexpected turmoil.
In… invitation?
Invitation my ass!
With a strike of her palm, she flung a slap towards Di Mo Xuan.
But her backhand got caught in the air before it happened.
Both hands are now buckled by him with ease.
Ye Qing Luo gritted her teeth furiously as she watched herself being pinned down by that man. She couldn’t move an inch and the only thing she could do now was to stare at him hard.
Ah Luo.
The lord’s black pupils darted at her oval face, revealing a bit of evil charm.
He had called her name in a deep husky tone.
Without hesitation, his face shifted forward. He leaned in a little closer, their foreheads touching.
In that moment, both pairs of eyes gazed at each other as the tips of their noses contacted.
She felt his warm breath spreading throughout her face as his crimson lips parted slightly.
The swirls of emotions obliterated every possible thought in such close distance.
She inexplicably recalled….. That kiss she had with him previously.
It was her first time…
His very smell was flooding her senses…That manly elegant sandalwood scent lingered faintly and she could almost tasted those soft warm lips brushing against hers…..
Woo woo woo…
What an evildoer!
What’s gotten into her?
Ye Qing Luo almost slapped her face to snap out it.
She had seen her fair share of good looking chaps around, why would she have starry-eyed infatuation on that Di Mo Xuan?
Phooey!
Love-struck my head!
But from your eyes I can see…..
Di Mo Xuan’s voice became mellow and intoxicating:
You are infatuated…..With me!
Infatuated with your sister!
She couldn’t help bursting out crude words from her mouth.
Darn!
She had wanted to be a virtuous lady, but couldn’t stop being a shrew at such moments!
Di Mo Xuan smiled mischievously at her reaction.
Meanwhile in the dark, Wind had watched the entire situation in the house.
The frozen air had laced her face with stiffness as she twitched a few times.
The guard turned around starkly, couldn’t bear to watch the overlord embarrassing himself further.
Wind sighed relentlessly.
It was fine; it was fine… the Lord must had his reasons for his actions.
As long as he was happy, just happy…..
In the hut
Ye Qing Luo had been pinned under him for quite a while now, she gave a blank face:
How much longer are we going to stay in this position?
Di Mo Xuan raised his neat brow slightly:
For as long as you want, as long as you like it.
I do not want it at all!
The young matriarch clenched jaws and let out the words one at a time:
LET… ME …GO!
He lowered himself towards her with a grin:
Not letting go.
You…..
What happened if a shameless one bumped into another worse off incorrigible one?
Answer: No Solution. Ahhh!
Dear Overlord, I am still a chaste maiden awaiting for Mr Right. You sneaked into my chambers, hugged and groped me, don’t tell me you want to marry me?
There was a momentary flare of anger in her face.
She was ready to hit the breaking point to scare the wits out of him.
Surely this would work now.
Ye Qing Luo had obviously underestimated the thickness of Di Mo Xuan’s skin.
After hearing her words, he broke into a broader grin.
He gripped her chin tightly with his slender fingers.
A lock of his ebon hair fell over her face.
If you dare to marry me, I will take you as my wife!
By the glimmer in his eye, she could tell that he wasn’t joking about it.
Challenging me to marry him?
Her heart seemed to be provoked by his challenge.
She upheaved her head in arrogantly before casting a competitive look at him:
if you dare to take me as your wife, I would dare to marry you!
Bring it on!
