Beside Juan'er, Xi'er held Song Xi's arm. She turned her head, her gaze locking onto Juan'er's profile. Before Juan'er could look away, she turned her head back, meeting Xi'er's eyes. Xi'er, caught off guard, could only offer Juan'er an awkward smile. "It's quite cool out here," she said, fumbling for words and releasing Song Xi's arm.
Instantly, Song Xi sensed Juan'er's icy stare and consciously took a step back.
Juan'er beckoned.
Xi'er looked puzzled. "What are you doing?" she asked, but still followed Juan'er's gesture, moving to her side.
"Do you find me utterly ridiculous?" Juan'er stared intently into Xi'er's eyes, as if under a spell.
Over there.
The wolf demon and the vine spirit, watching Song Xi deliberately distance himself from his wife, spoke in unison, "Truly not a man." Their voices were soft.
Xiao Yi glanced at both the vine spirit and the wolf demon upon hearing them.
Just then, the wolf demon and the vine spirit exchanged a knowing handshake.
Ahead, Song Xi heard nothing of their words. Instead, he worried about his wife. Yet, because of Ouyang Ye, he dared not step forward to speak for Xi'er. He feared that Juan'er might complain, and instead of helping Xi'er, he might inadvertently harm her.
He could only watch Xi'er.
The next second, the silent Xi'er finally angered Juan'er. "I'm asking you a question, speak up," she said, grabbing Xi'er's arm.
Xi'er flinched, startled. "I don't find you ridiculous."
"Then why were you looking at me?" Juan'er retorted.
"I... they were looking too," Xi'er said. As she turned, the vine spirit and the wolf demon, with Xiao Yi, turned their backs. Seeing this, she thought, "It's over."
At the same time, Juan'er looked at their retreating backs. "Only you," she said, her gaze fixed on Xi'er's face.
Xi'er froze. "I wasn't..."
"Back then, I worried about you being with Ye, so I found him for you," Juan'er said, glancing at Song Xi, then back at Xi'er. "After a year, being completely neglected by Ye, aren't you feeling incredibly satisfied?"
"No," Xi'er quickly replied.
Juan'er sneered. "Don't say no. Even if you are, don't you think I'm ridiculous, utterly..."
"I think you are pitiable," Xi'er blurted out, her mind racing.
Upon hearing this, Juan'er stopped mid-sentence and was stunned.
Xi'er took a step back and lowered her head.
Song Xi was terrified.
Thus, after Xi'er's single sentence, Juan'er... fell into complete silence.
In the room.
After a brief pause, Ouyang Ye consciously lay down beside Mu Anxiao. "Since you want to sleep, I'll sleep with you," he said, interlacing his hands.
At this, Mu Anxiao, hearing Ouyang Ye's voice so close, opened her eyes in fright. *No way,* she thought, slowly turning her head. She met Ouyang Ye's eyes directly.
Ouyang Ye smiled. "If you want to sleep, I'll sleep with you."
"Are you insane?" Mu Anxiao said, quickly turning to face Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye also turned to Mu Anxiao. "Since you value your life so much, I will grant you your sleep, but," he leaned forward slightly, his gaze intense on Mu Anxiao's eyes, "from now on, I will sleep with you."
"You lunatic," Mu Anxiao said, pushing Ouyang Ye's forehead away with her hand. "Get down quickly, or I won't be polite."
"I won't," Ouyang Ye said, grabbing Mu Anxiao's wrist.
In response, Mu Anxiao, infuriated by Ouyang Ye's persistent behavior, clenched her fists and used both her hands and feet to push him away.
Ouyang Ye's lips curved into a smile. "Mu Anxiao, if you want to play this much, I'll play with you to the very end." Saying this, he remained unfazed and forcefully pulled Mu Anxiao towards him, rolling towards the edge of the bed.
Instantly, Mu Anxiao cried out and fell onto the carpet with Ouyang Ye.
"Is this fun?" Ouyang Ye asked, lying on the ground and looking calmly at Mu Anxiao, who was sprawled on top of him.
Mu Anxiao tried to get up, but Ouyang Ye's restraint rendered her immobile. She could only shift slightly, meeting his eyes. "It's not fun. Let me go."
"I didn't notice it before, but your clothes are the same as the vine spirit and the wolf demon's," Ouyang Ye suddenly said.
"What do you want to do?" Mu Anxiao's nerves tensed, fearing Ouyang Ye would act against them.
Ouyang Ye smiled at Mu Anxiao's worried expression. "If my life were threatened, would you be this nervous?"
"Based on my understanding of you, you would never give any demon, any deity, such an opportunity," Mu Anxiao said, quickly getting up while Ouyang Ye was momentarily lax.
Conversely, Ouyang Ye remained on the ground, gazing at the ceiling beams, and smiled faintly. "You think too highly of me," he said, sitting up and extending his hand to Mu Anxiao.
"You want me to pull you up?" Mu Anxiao said, deliberately placing her hands behind her back. "Well, I won't pull you. Let's see what you can do about it."
"Although your clothes are torn, your body is..."
"Shut up," Mu Anxiao interrupted sharply. She hated Ouyang Ye commenting on her randomly and so she conceded, bending down to take his hand. "It's better if you keep your mouth shut. You look nicer that way." Saying this, she pulled him up with force.
"Don't worry, I wasn't saying anything bad. In any case, I know now that you still have a feminine charm," Ouyang Ye said, tightening his grip on Mu Anxiao's hand.
Mu Anxiao frowned. "Let go," she said, shaking her arm forcefully.
Ouyang Ye smiled. "Come with me to a place."
"You let go first," Mu Anxiao gritted her teeth.
"You agree first," Ouyang Ye said, his expression unchanged as he gripped Mu Anxiao's hand tightly.
Mu Anxiao glared at Ouyang Ye in pain. "Let go of me," she spat out through clenched teeth.
"Promise me," Ouyang Ye said with a smile.
Under the duress of pain, Mu Anxiao's expression contorted. "I promise, let go," she couldn't bear it any longer.
"Alright," Ouyang Ye agreed, nodding, and released her hand.
Then, the moment Ouyang Ye let go, Mu Anxiao shook her hand twice, her face twisted. "You're really cruel. You almost crushed my hand," she said, looking with concern at her reddened hand.
"I was just joking," Ouyang Ye said dismissively, turning around. "Alright, let's go."
"Joking... If I hurt you later, I'll say it's a joke too."
"As you wish," Ouyang Ye said with a low smile, walking ahead.
Then, Mu Anxiao gasped for air and followed Ouyang Ye. "Where are we going?" she asked, walking out of the room.
"Just follow me, and you'll find out soon," Ouyang Ye said mysteriously.
Mu Anxiao curled her lips. "You're really something else," she said, blowing on her hand.