Muyan has a helpless smile, âBrother, how many times have you asked this question already? I promised that I can cure it, moreover, I promise that it will be cured within seven days at most. After seven days, not only would your leg be better, your cultivation would also recover.â
Shen Jinglin is dazed and absent-minded as he walks out.
Because heâs too worked up, he even forgets to put his clothes back on or even carry them out.
Muyan shakes her head, taking her brotherâs clothes and sets them aside. She then washes her face, rinses her mouth, and goes to bed.
Gently gathering the sleeping Xiao Bao into her arms, Muyan slowly sinks into a peaceful sleep.
Itâs incredibly quiet inside the room.
Smoke from the incense rise up in spirals and linger within the atmosphere.
Itâs indeed a special blend of perfume from fragrant fruits and flowers. Burning it in the air would have the effect of getting a more peaceful sleep.
It could also make people have a happy and contented mood.
As sheâs sleeping, Muyan shows a shallow smile.
She doesnât notice that at this moment, a tall and outstanding figure suddenly appears inside the room.
The moonlight outside the window shines through the thin screen, falling on the manâs face.
Even in such a dark night, one could still make out how peerlessly beautiful the manâs appearance is. Just like a deity from the Ninth Heaven, set up on high, incomparably magnificent, letting people have a strong desire to crawl under his feet and sing vows of servitude.
In that dark night, the manâs gaze falls upon the sleeping woman on the bed.
Thin lips are tightly pursed up, a cold and penetrating light in his eyes. However, thereâs a faint burst of flame thatâs just about to burn down everything before him.
This wretched woman without conscience!
She could actually still get some sleep!
Being in a room with another man, pulling and tugging to undress him!
Di Ming Jue steps forward, his figure seems to move in a flash, and he has already arrived by the bedside.
He bends his head down to look at the woman that he hasnât seen for a long time. He really mustnât strangle her!
His straight back slightly bends down, and slender hands cover the young womanâs thin shoulders, wanting to make her turn to face him.
However, before Di Ming Jueâs hand could move,
In Muyanâs embrace, Xiao Bao seems to have sensed something and he suddenly opens his eyes.
Itâs just, he still couldnât clearly see whoâs in front of him.
Di Ming Jue waves a hand.
He sends out a peculiar energy, and Xiao Bao only feel drowsy, his eyelids growing heavy.
Then he slowly closes his eyes and goes back to sleep.
Di Ming Jue lets out a cold âhumphâ.
He peels off the small child that wouldnât let go of Muyanâs clothes, picking him up by the collar and throwing him to the edge of the bed.
The next moment, he already has the womanâs soft and warm body gathered within his embrace.
A moment ago, Di Ming Jue was still itching to throttle Muyan â all troubles solved once the main problem is dealt with.
Especially during these past three days when he was secretly watching this no-conscience woman.
Sheâs not even a little bit unhappy when he left â on the contrary, sheâs even sticking close to other men, cheerful and lively.
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Di Ming Jueâs lungs were really about to burst with rage at that time.
Even if that man is Muyanâs biological brother, itâs unacceptable â whatâs more, theyâre not even related by blood!
However, for the person that he has been yearning for day and night, to be in his his arms-
Seeing her beautiful face, quiet and contented in her sleep; indulging in her unique fragrance-
Di Ming Jueâs heart becomes mushy, a total mess.
Itâs only at this moment that he realizes just how much he has missed this little woman.
Itâs only at this moment that he becomes a hundred percent certain.
Jun Muyan belongs to him!
In this life, he absolutely wonât let this woman escape!
The hands holding Muyan slowly tighten up, as if hating that he canât rub her into his bones.
The sleeping person seems to finally feel the suffocating pressure, her eyes fluttering.
A dazed gaze absentmindedly rests on the manâs face, unfocused.