Translator:
Misty Cloud Translations
Editor:
Misty Cloud Translations
Seventh One……
Old Grand Madame frowned but kept her cool in the presence of Di Mo Xuan.
Ye Tian Kuang who was aching in numbness for standing too long could no longer concealed the displeasure on his face:
Ye Qing Luo, don’t be wilful! It is a must to pay two hundred gold coins for the registration, don’t tell me you want Yu er to be like you and dropout of school?
Ye Qing Luo laughed lightly and coyly replied in her sweet voice:
It was little Yu’s own hard work to make it into the school and has nothing to do with the Ye’s.
She opened up her feather fan and like a dancing butterfly, she had rapidly flew toward Ye Feng Yu.
There was a clanging sound.
Her fan had hit the coin bag and it coincidentally dropped over to Madame Yuchi’s body.
Ye Qing Luo stretched her fingers as the fan did a swirl before landing right into her palms.
Let’s go, Little Yu.
Ye Qing Luo chicly ended the conversation with those words and walked away.
Her crimson red robe bloomed in the wind like an alluring red rose.
That enchanting charm yet surrounded with sharp thorns.
It could only be admired from far.
Ye Feng Yu stared blankly at his empty palm and began to understand why his sister had not mention about making him returned the gold coins.
His sister was a refining pharmacist and she wouldn’t have any trouble in coming up with that mere few hundred gold coins.
Given her character, she would expect him to return it to Old Grand Madame definitely.
Ye Feng Yu held back his tears and immediately caught up with his sister’s footsteps.
Watching the siblings boarded the nine-tailed fox’s carriage, the Ye’s family’s faces were black like charcoal.
They were shamed by Ye Qing Luo’s humiliation in public this time round!
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Gliding in mid-air, the nine-tailed fox pulled the carriage towards the direction of the Heavenly Academy.
Even though Ye Feng Yu who sat outside the carriage was filled with curiosity thoughts about Di Mo Xuan, he knew better than to disturb in this current moment.
In the carriage, the figures in red and purple were intertwined together.
Di Mo Xuan had grabbed Ye Qing Luo into his arms tightly with no chance to refuse the minute she stepped into the carriage.
The masculine arm looped onto her waist securely.
His long black hair fell onto her body, interlocked with her silky hair at the same time.
Di Mo Xuan, when will you let go?!
Ye Qing Luo’s cheeks were flushed in redness, struggling to break free even though she knew he was much stronger than her.
Why can’t they just chat casually?
How could they have a pleasant chat with him holding onto her so tightly?
The other hand of his was stroking her hair gently with his slender fingers.
The warm thin lips were already on her hair.
Above her head, there was a mellow voice:
Ah Luo, I missed you.
Those five words triggered Ye Qing Luo’s heart to throb speedily in an instant.
Her cheeks were kissed pink like a spring rose gradually turning into a beet red shade.
She had her fair share of endearing words.
There were countless men trying to woo her in her previous life so that they could get a chance to be part of the clan.
No one had managed to arouse her interest.
And in this other world, Leng Feng Hua had also spoke sweet nothings to her in order to court her.
But it was the sentence formed by those few simple words from Di Mo Xuan that had made her blush and her heart palpitated so hard.
You have got to admit that good looks and great legs does have an absolute advantage in any place and anything!
She lowered her lids, her voice without the fierceness she had previously:
What is there to be missed, didn’t we see each other a few days ago?
