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f, but..."Before he could finish his words, only a trace of regret lingered in his eyes.What the... Giving her four hundred years to cultivate and letting her command these ghosts, with the Underworld...The moment Mu Wanchen saw the picture I had taken on my phone, he immediately furrowed his brows.

"Little Luo'er, don't leave these things on yourself in the future." He admonished me.

"Huh I was just taking a picture..." I waved my phone.

"This phone is your constant companion, always by your side throughout the day. This kind of thing is mostly filled with resentment and eerie, sinister energy. Even if it's just an influence, it will affect a person's mind." Mu Wanchen said seriously.

If his voice hadn't been so gentle, I would have suspected he wanted to give me a beating.

“I want to show you… I'm afraid I can't describe it with my mouth, or maybe it's clearer with pictures, um—“

Mu Wanchen suddenly leaned over and pressed his warm lips against mine, gently biting my lip before whispering, "What's wrong with your mouth I really like..."

“ I felt my nose getting warm, maybe from smelling his scent, maybe...maybe it was going to start bleeding.”

Are you trying to flirt with me

He held me for a long time, then let go so I could lean against his shoulder and catch my breath.

He snatched the phone from my hands and rudely deleted those pictures.

In the mindset of those who practice sorcery, there are many ways to make someone "fall victim". Most of them rely on sensory stimulation, such as sight, touch, smell, taste...to evoke fear, desire, terror, or illusions in ordinary people.

Mu Wanchen hugged me, softly explaining in my ear.

"You think it's just a picture, but the moment you see it, an image is already formed in your mind. If it remains by your side, you can't help but look at it frequently. The more you look, the easier it is to have a negative impact, allowing evil-minded mages to take advantage of you. Do you understand"

"In your society today, you often post sensational things on the internet, unaware of the great karmic obstacles you create... To be kind to others, for others to be kind to you, to be unkind to others, for others to be unkind to you..."

"When you put out good thoughts, you will eventually receive good thoughts in return. When you put out fear and negativity, you will eventually reap fear and negativity yourself."

I listened attentively and nodded, saying: “…… I understand. Next time, I won't take random photos.”

"Such a good girl." Mu Wanchen pinched my cheek and shook it.

I feel a bit embarrassed, he made me speechless.

I was racking my brain trying to regain some "dignity" when Mu Wanchen's next words hit me hard—

"So I'm saying, you're all sharp tongue and tough exterior during the day, but at 'night,' you're a different person." He smirked, his words hinting at something more.

“You’re bullying your wife like that, I’m going to find a young mistress! ” I pouted, resting my chin on his shoulder.

He was even toned and flexible from his shoulders to his neck, looking so tempting that I just wanted to bite him. I felt like there was explosive power hidden beneath his honey-colored skin, making me itch with desire.

"I won't deceive you, nor will I betray you." He said in a calm but firm tone: "Throughout my life, there will only be one partner. Where would I have the heart to wrong someone"

"... I actually really like it when he says things like that, my heart is filled with pink bubbles."

He rarely speaks unless I subtly tease him, but he is generous with his expressions of affection, just to reassure me.

"Little Lu'er, you are always so restless, do you know why" He chuckled lightly, raising the corner of his lips. His slender fingers tapped my lips.

"Why"

"Because you... are not like your junior mistress, who holds the biggest trump card." He smiled and said, "Master back then needed a congenital yin-yang spirit fetus for certain purposes, so although he was harsh towards your junior mistress, he protected her very well."

I covered my stomach and almost jumped up: "No no! I still want to discuss things with you, I don't want to get pregnant so early! I haven't had enough fun yet!"

Hearing me rant, Mu Wanchen didn't get annoyed. He picked me up and put me on the edge of the bed—he seemed to really like holding me with one arm.

"Sure, whatever you want... But how do you want to mess around I'll cooperate with you... Didn't we have enough fun last night" He knelt on one knee in front of the bed, propping himself up with his hands on the edge, his forehead touching mine.

"I... I was made fun of by the Fifth Senior Sister today..." I said, blushing and feeling both amused and embarrassed: "So no messing around today!"

Mu Wanchen chuckled lightly, his star-like eyes drooping, the curve of his brow and eyes extremely gentle, making my heart feel warm.

Okay, as you wish.

He paused for a moment, then added, “.... Whatever you say.”

I don't have any advantages. If I have to say something outstanding, it's my appearance, which was given by my parents, so it can't be considered my own advantage.

As for drawbacks, I could list a whole bunch: spoiled, bad temper, not tactful enough in speech, not meticulous enough in dealing with people...

Although our parents might be a bit lacking in discipline, we have so many senior brothers and sisters. As Senior Brother Jun said, just the three words "little junior sister" are enough to warrant unconditional love.

I've also thought about waiting until I graduate from university before starting work, becoming independent, and gradually reducing my reliance on my family.

…But now there’s Mu Wanchen, I feel like I'm going to be spoiled rotten. As long as I don't touch on principled issues, he says "Okay" to everything.

I sighed with longing and despair. It seemed that independence was out of the question—this morning, when he got up from beside me, I clung to his arm, but he threatened to wrap me in blankets and carry me back to the Witch King's city to sleep. Only then did I shrink back under the covers shamefacedly, watching him disappear from my bedside.

Sigh... Love is a poison, isn't it

I clutched the ID card in my hand. Master Yun Fan had gotten it through special channels; it would be revoked after use. There was a handsome, yet not particularly stunning photo on the front. It probably involved some technical editing.

At first glance, the person in the ID photo appears to be the same, but upon closer inspection, it becomes evident that they are not the same individual.

Master Yunfan called and told us the departure time, then he would fly directly from abroad to join us. We need to pass through "special channels" at dawn.

"Xiao Yinluo, bring along your black gold VIP card. It might come in handy." Master Yunfan instructed.

I quickly checked my luggage and waited for Mu Wanchen to arrive. Time was running out, so I drove myself and picked him up, heading straight to the airport.

Mu Wanchen sat in the passenger seat and asked, "What about your car"

"Lost it at the airport My senior brother will help drive it back tomorrow, why are you still worrying about such a small thing" I asked with a smile.

“No matter how big or small, your matters are important.” he replied softly.

"Well, a car is just an object…"

"Before that, when your car got smashed, you were so heartbroken"

"That's because there are no vehicles anymore, deep in the mountains. Am I supposed to walk there"

"...Did I make you walk on your feet Didn't I hold you all along" he frowned slightly.

Oh, I'm not complaining! Did I say the wrong thing... eyes."My hand" My brother immediately looked at my hand. "Crap, where did a scorpion come from You got stung!"ScorpionAs soon as I entered the cave, I noticed fine dust falling. Was this scorpion fol...