Chapter 109.1 Extra Story – If The Little Young Master Never Turned Black(3)
Sang Yuanyuan was lying on the edge of the wooden bathing tub. Her face flushed, and her eyes seemed to be filled with a pool of shaky and unsteady honey-like liquid.
As soon as she opened her mouth, a strange sweet fragrance rushed out.
He could not help frowning.
“Help you kill Han Shaoling? Alright.” He said.
“No.” She stretched out a small hand and grabbed his sleeve, “He cannot be killed. There will be a lot of trouble.”
Five thin wet fingerprints immediately appeared on his sleeves.
As soon as he lowered his head, he could not avoid seeing her thin white arms and shoulders.
“Little Mulberry,” he took a breath, “if you are greedy for me, just say it directly.”
Sang Yuanyuan glanced at him resentfully.
He reached into the water.
Sang Yuanyuan only heard the sound of ‘bang’, and all the cold water in the tub completely vaporized, which stunned her for a moment.
Immediately, he took off his robe, wrapped her into a silkworm chrysalis and held her to the soft couch on the side.
Her breathing became faster and faster, and the feeling of ants crawling all over her body became more fiery and electrifying, which made her so uncomfortable. As soon as she fell on the soft couch, she curled up into a ball and a pitiful whimper came out of her mouth.
“I will go find the antidote.” He stood up.
She hurriedly grabbed him, like grabbing a life-saving straw.
“Don’t, don’t go. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you.” She grabbed his cuff, then hesitantly leaned in, and sniffed.
He: “… What are you doing?”
She was somewhat embarrassed: “There’s a smell of flowers. It’s cool and refreshing.”
He: “…I don’t have any smell on me.”
He sat on the edge of the soft couch and stared at her vigilantly: “Little Mulberry, what do you want to do to me actually? I won’t touch you. If I touch you, I have to marry you. I haven’t thought about whether to marry you or not. You ate too much food.”
Sang Yuanyuan looked at him aggrievedly: “No one has given me a bite of food except you. I was starving.”
She was so hungry and almost bullied by Han Shaoling too.
His black eyes rolled rapidly.
“I won’t do anything to you.” She said helplessly. “Just stay with me. I’ll be scared if I am here only by myself.”
“… All right.” He compromised, hooked his head and stared at her for a moment, “But Little Mulberry, I think you need an antidote more.”
She firmly grasped his close fitting clothes, pressed him on the soft couch, leaned against his lean and strong body and pressed her head against his heart.
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“Thump… Thump… Thump, thump, thump thump thump thump…”
She slowly raised her face and squinted at him: “Why is your heart beating so fast?”
He: “……”
Her thin white fingers held onto him like snakes and vines, without the meaning of letting go at all.
She was so tormented by the effect of the medicine that her intuition dominated her and she looked for the medicine she needed in him instead.
He stared at her, his slightly beautiful Adam’s apple rolling up and down.
She put her red lips close to his chin and exhaled out fragrant breath: “I just sniff and hug. I won’t do anything at all.”
Then she crawled on top of him like a snake.
His eyes widened and even his breathing stopped.
She suddenly stopped and looked down slowly: “Huh? What is pressing against me…”
He sucked in a huge breath of cold air, shouted inwardly that it’s not good, and his dark eyes kept turning.
Seeing that her interest gradually went downward…
His black eyes settled and an idea hit on him in desperation, then the spiritual essence flowed backward, and his body became wooden at a fast speed.
“I turned my body into wood.” He raised the corners of his lips proudly, “Just hug it however you like.”
Sang Yuanyuan bent her knuckles and knocked him on the chest.
Tuk Tuk Tuk.
He really turned himself into a piece of wood!
After the woodification, the temperature on the body’s surface disappeared rapidly. It was cold and hard. For her, who was now hot and uncomfortable, it was tantamount to sending charcoal in the winter.
She hugged him fiercely and rub, rub, rub, rub, time and again, against this piece of wood…
Chapter 109.1 Extra Story – If The Little Young Master Never Turned Black(3)
Sang Yuanyuan was lying on the edge of the wooden bathing tub. Her face flushed, and her eyes seemed to be filled with a pool of shaky and unsteady honey-like liquid.
As soon as she opened her mouth, a strange sweet fragrance rushed out.
He could not help frowning.
“Help you kill Han Shaoling? Alright.” He said.
“No.” She stretched out a small hand and grabbed his sleeve, “He cannot be killed. There will be a lot of trouble.”
Five thin wet fingerprints immediately appeared on his sleeves.
As soon as he lowered his head, he could not avoid seeing her thin white arms and shoulders.
“Little Mulberry,” he took a breath, “if you are greedy for me, just say it directly.”
Sang Yuanyuan glanced at him resentfully.
He reached into the water.
Sang Yuanyuan only heard the sound of ‘bang’, and all the cold water in the tub completely vaporized, which stunned her for a moment.
Immediately, he took off his robe, wrapped her into a silkworm chrysalis and held her to the soft couch on the side.
Her breathing became faster and faster, and the feeling of ants crawling all over her body became more fiery and electrifying, which made her so uncomfortable. As soon as she fell on the soft couch, she curled up into a ball and a pitiful whimper came out of her mouth.
“I will go find the antidote.” He stood up.
She hurriedly grabbed him, like grabbing a life-saving straw.
“Don’t, don’t go. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you.” She grabbed his cuff, then hesitantly leaned in, and sniffed.
He: “… What are you doing?”
She was somewhat embarrassed: “There’s a smell of flowers. It’s cool and refreshing.”
He: “…I don’t have any smell on me.”
He sat on the edge of the soft couch and stared at her vigilantly: “Little Mulberry, what do you want to do to me actually? I won’t touch you. If I touch you, I have to marry you. I haven’t thought about whether to marry you or not. You ate too much food.”
Sang Yuanyuan looked at him aggrievedly: “No one has given me a bite of food except you. I was starving.”
She was so hungry and almost bullied by Han Shaoling too.
His black eyes rolled rapidly.
“I won’t do anything to you.” She said helplessly. “Just stay with me. I’ll be scared if I am here only by myself.”
“… All right.” He compromised, hooked his head and stared at her for a moment, “But Little Mulberry, I think you need an antidote more.”
She firmly grasped his close fitting clothes, pressed him on the soft couch, leaned against his lean and strong body and pressed her head against his heart.
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“Thump… Thump… Thump, thump, thump thump thump thump…”
She slowly raised her face and squinted at him: “Why is your heart beating so fast?”
He: “……”
Her thin white fingers held onto him like snakes and vines, without the meaning of letting go at all.
She was so tormented by the effect of the medicine that her intuition dominated her and she looked for the medicine she needed in him instead.
He stared at her, his slightly beautiful Adam’s apple rolling up and down.
She put her red lips close to his chin and exhaled out fragrant breath: “I just sniff and hug. I won’t do anything at all.”
Then she crawled on top of him like a snake.
His eyes widened and even his breathing stopped.
She suddenly stopped and looked down slowly: “Huh? What is pressing against me…”
He sucked in a huge breath of cold air, shouted inwardly that it’s not good, and his dark eyes kept turning.
Seeing that her interest gradually went downward…
His black eyes settled and an idea hit on him in desperation, then the spiritual essence flowed backward, and his body became wooden at a fast speed.
“I turned my body into wood.” He raised the corners of his lips proudly, “Just hug it however you like.”
Sang Yuanyuan bent her knuckles and knocked him on the chest.
Tuk Tuk Tuk.
He really turned himself into a piece of wood!
After the woodification, the temperature on the body’s surface disappeared rapidly. It was cold and hard. For her, who was now hot and uncomfortable, it was tantamount to sending charcoal in the winter.
She hugged him fiercely and rub, rub, rub, rub, time and again, against this piece of wood…
