Chapter 110 - Is This Really an Appropriate Way to Warm Up?
Evil Prince, Come Play With Me
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Feng Qingtian felt that he would go crazy if he couldnât figure it out.
On one side was the love of his former life whom he wanted to be together with at any cost; on the other side was a woman who made him lose control of himself.
Gu Bailu rolled her eyes. âIt was just a hallucination. My body was hot, so I felt like I was burning. Is there a problem?â
âItâs a serious problem. Just think: Why was it the magma of hell that was burning you and not anything else?â
âHow would I know? Maybe I read too many novels.â
Gu Bailu had no interest in sharing her dream with him.
She stuck a needle in the back of Feng Qingtianâs hand, and it immediately became numb.
Gu Bailu hurried to push him away. âJust stay there. Youâre no match for me in this place.â
Her primitive acupuncture arts were finally of use.
Feng Qingtian frowned. The woman didnât seem to be lying. Was it really a hallucination?
But why couldnât he see Gu Bailuâs former self?
Thinking for a moment, Feng Qingtian threw himself into the lake.
Gu Bailuâs lips twitched. âPrince Zi, thereâs no need to kill yourself. Itâs not humiliating to be defeated by me.â
She shouted at the lake and continued digging.
After more than an hour, she finally dug out a hole one meter deep that was big enough for her to fit inside.
She then plucked a lot of grass and threw them into the pit.
Feng Qingtian still hadnât returned. She took a look at the lake. It was utterly peaceful. Gu Bailu tossed a pebble into it. âHey, you havenât drowned, have you? Donât mess around when you donât have spiritual power.â
Still there wasnât any sound from the lake. Gu Bailu always worked at night, so she was no stranger to the dark.
Had something happened to him?
The powerful Prince Zi drowned in a lake?
Who would believe that?
âStay there if you want. Iâm almost frozen. I have no time for you.â Gu Bailu jumped into the pit and buried herself in the grass.
It was much warmer, and there wasnât any wind.
If only the pit opening could be covered.
Gu Bailu was thinking this, when something covered the opening.
Gu Bailu reached upward, only to touch supple flesh.
She groped her way down, and the muscles felt great.
Eight abs?
âPrince Zi?â
Gu Bailu was stunned. The guy was sleeping over the pit, with his face turned down, no less.
She was about to take her hand back, when the guy above suddenly moved. She then felt a burning stick.
Gu Bailu blushed. âYouâre a scoundrel, Prince Zi!â
The guy above her didnât say anything. A hand snaked in and grabbed hers.
âItâll keep you warm.â
The temperature restored some of the feeling in Gu Bailuâs cold hand.
But was it really appropriate to warm her hand with that?
Are you treating me as a woman or not?
No, even a man shouldnât warm himself up in such a way.
âLet go of me!â
As a woman of integrity, I would rather die before I warm myself with this thing.
âYour hands are going to break off from the cold, and youâre still acting tough?â Feng Qingtianâs voice had a lethal charm in the darkness.
âThey wonât break. Let go of me!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Gu Bailu already felt as if her hand was burning. She had just finished digging the pit; wasnât Prince Zi scared that his thing would get dirty?