Chapter 429: 429: Who is Your Moonlight and Cinnabar Mole_1

After reciting the passage, she paused, then turned to glance at him: “Did you understand what it said?”

Ruan Tianling’s deep eyes stared at her, he smiled, “Do you think you’re my mosquito blood or a mole on my heart?”

Of course, he understood the sarcasm in her words.

She was mocking him, treating her like mosquito blood after marrying her and treating her like a mole on his heart after divorcing her and getting engaged with Yan Yue.

He found the words were really quite good, but they didn’t apply to him.

Jian Yufei smirked sarcastically, “Why don’t you ask if you’re mosquito blood or a grain of rice in my heart?”

“Then who is your moonlight and mole?” Ruan Tianling immediately countered.

Jian Yufei put down the book, got off the bed, and walked to the balcony, “Definitely not you.”

Ruan Tianling narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was a bit gloomy.

Jian Yufei put her hands on the railing, looking down at the white doghouse with a tree as tall as a person.

It was almost sunset, and Pili, the dog, woke up. It was standing under the tree, eating its meal heartily.

It was highly alert and noticed Jian Yufei’s presence right away.

Pili looked up at her and was about to bark, but when it saw Ruan Tianling behind her, it quieted down and continued its abundant dinner.

Ruan Tianling embraced Jian Yufei from behind, his broad chest pressing against her slender back.

“Woman, you still haven’t told me who your moonlight and mole are.”

“What does it matter to you?” Jian Yufei responded lightly.

Ruan Tianling took a bite on her ear, leaving light teeth marks, “Of course it matters, because I wish to be your moonlight and mole.”

Jian Yufei didn’t even have the mood to ridicule him.

He used to be the mole in her heart that she treasured so dearly, but later he became the mosquito blood on the wall, very displeasing to the eye.

Jian Yufei struggled to push him away and pointed at Pili downstairs, “Is that thing a gift from Yan Yue to you?”

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It was the first time someone referred to Pili as a thing.

Pili was bought by Yan Yue as soon as it was born and then given to him as a birthday gift. Although the gift was for him, Pili was virtually raised by them both.

In Pili’s eyes, its masters were only him and Yan Yue, but ultimately, it acknowledged him as the only master.

Pili was a noble breed of Tibetan Mastiff, with a layer of thick red hair, its head like a lion, majestic, noble, quiet, and brave.

Though it was treated like a cherished pet, its kingly aura did not diminish one bit.

Nobody dared to look down upon Pili or dismiss it as just a dog.

And no one dared to call it a thing.

Everyone respectfully called it Pili, but Jian Yufei referred to it as a thing.

Did she believe that like ordinary dogs, Pili can be treated with contempt?

Ruan Tianling narrowed his eyes, “Well, Pili is sort of my partner.”

“So?” Jian Yufei didn’t understand his point.

The man had to spell it out: “You should show it some respect.”

Now she understood what he was saying. Jian Yufei smiled softly, “If I respect it, will it respect me?”

“…”

“You want me to respect a dog, which means you do understand the meaning of ‘respect’. In that case, have you ever respected me?”

“…” Ruan Tianling regretted it; he should not have brought up the matter of ‘respect’.