Quick Transmigration: Pregnancy Blessing - The Soft Bunny is Pampered by the Big Shots

When Sangyu acts coquettishly, she is both charming and radiant.

Wu Shiyun, who was standing not far away, stopped and shook his fishing rod. His gaze met that of Master Xuyun.

Fantasy?

He seemed to have heard something incredible.

What was Master Xuyun like in the illusion?

Wu Shiyun hesitated, unsure whether he should go back.

He seemed out of place, and his timing was extremely inappropriate.

Master Xuyun's eyes darkened, and he coldly tugged at his sleeve.

"Self-respect."

The two words, "extremely cold and aloof," convey a sense of indifference and detachment.

It seems that the relationship between the two has returned to where it was at the beginning.

Sang Yu's red lips trembled slightly with anger. "Fine, now it's her who's not respecting herself."

Master Xuyun, you have guts!

She wanted to see who would have the last laugh.

Sang Yu turned around angrily, the ends of her hair brushing against Master Xuyun's hand, causing a slight sting.

Sang Yu saw Wu Shiyun looking embarrassed. She was in a bad mood and had no interest in fishing. She wanted to find a quiet place for a while.

“Miss Sang, I have prepared my fishing gear.”

Wu Shiyun was unsure of the situation. He knew Sang Yu was angry and thought she was in an awkward position, so he wanted to step in and help her out.

"Let's go."

Although Sang Yu was very unhappy, she couldn't take her anger out on the innocent.

"it is good."

Wu Shiyun, holding a fishing rod, walked past Master Xuyun, trying to catch up with Sang Yu's retreating figure.

Master Xuyun stood there for a long time, holding his prayer beads, his amber eyes filled with undisguised melancholy.

Master Xuyun was about to leave when Shen Lanqing grabbed his sleeve.

"Do you really want to watch someone else touch her?"

Master Xuyun withdrew his sleeve. He did not answer Xiao Xingshu's question and walked forward expressionlessly.

At this moment, Master Xuyun was also in a state of confusion.

He only had two choices; he simply needed to firmly choose one of them.

But why does his heart ache so much with every step he takes forward?

Sang Yu was also feeling unwell. Her body had been put into its weakest state, and she would feel uncomfortable from time to time.

Painkillers can stop the pain, but they can't stop the feeling of weakness and fatigue.

This task left her physically and mentally exhausted.

Sang Yu wanted to complete the mission; she liked the scent of Master Xuyun and wanted to possess him completely.

But when he saw Master Xuyun looking at him with a broken expression, he realized that...

Her heart ached a little.

Sang Yu casually propped her fishing rod on the wooden bucket, took out some candied fruit from her small medicine box, and ate a few.

No wonder Shen Lanqing said that Master Xuyun was gentle; the fact that he hid candied fruit in his medicine box was indeed extraordinary.

This doesn't seem like something Master Xuyun would do.

His love was subtle, profound, delicate, and tender.

"Fish, fish, grab your rod!"

Sang Yu's fishing rod trembled, and ripples spread across the water, clearly indicating that a fish had taken the bait.

Wu Shiyun loved fishing. Usually calm, he was now furious and wanted nothing more than to snatch Sang Yu's fishing rod.

He personally took charge.

Sang Yu pulled hard on the fishing rod, and a silver fish thrashed its tail and leaped out of the water.

"You're lucky, you have a perch."

"It was truly an unexpected stroke of luck."

Wu Shiyun was very envious; his fishing rod hadn't shown any reaction at all.

The fish was put into the bucket and immediately began to swim happily, its tail swishing back and forth.

Aren't you going to share the candied fruit?

"I don't think I can compare to Chu Weimo, yet you still buy him delicious food."

Wu Shiyun deliberately teased Sang Yu, saying that he didn't like sweets, unlike Master Xuyun who did.

However, it seems Master Xuyun must be getting soured with jealousy lately.

"No."

"Given by Master Xuyun."

Sang Yu ate a candied fruit in front of Wu Shiyun, her tone full of boasting.

She didn't care about the fish in the water at all; with candied fruit in her mouth, her right cheek was bulging out, making her look very cute.

"Have you explained things clearly to Chu Weimo?"

Wu Shiyun's tone suddenly turned serious; he didn't want anyone to get hurt. If Sangyu liked Master Xuyun, then she shouldn't have given Chu Weimo hope.

“I’ve explained it clearly,” Sang Yu said.

"It seems that Chu Weimo has not given up."

Wu Shiyun squatted down to fish again, his eyes burning with a fierce competitive spirit.

"Who do you think will catch more fish today?"

"Compare?"

Sang Yu knew that Wu Shiyun was waiting for her to say that, so she mercifully granted his request.

"Don't cry if you lose later."

Wu Shiyun was brimming with confidence; he didn't believe that Sang Yu, a novice, could beat him. He carefully changed the bait, eager to test his skills against Sang Yu.

Sang Yu casually tossed the fishing rod back where it was; she didn't care about winning or losing in this matter.

In the evening, Wu Shiyun returned to the hall carrying a bucket of fish. Everyone looked at him, but not at him.

"Miss Sang wasn't feeling well, so she went straight to her room."

"We caught quite a few fish together."

Wu Shiyun knew what everyone wanted to ask. He smiled shyly, emphasizing the word "we," and glanced at everyone with a hint of sarcasm.

Xiao Xingshu subconsciously looked at Master Xuyun, who calmly met his gaze this time.

He had chosen his master and invited his childhood friend, and there was no turning back.

Otherwise, what kind of person would he become, and how would he face his friends?

"Miss Sang praised me for being able to fish."

Wu Shiyun lied without batting an eye. In reality, he had bad luck today and hadn't caught a single fish.

The fish were all caught by mulberry trees.

Wu Shiyun was stubborn and insisted on pestering Sang Yu to punish him. Sang Yu then told him to go back and play the role of a scheming woman.

At first, Wu Shiyun didn't understand the meaning of green tea, so Sang Yu demonstrated by saying a few green tea quotes.

"They're not like me; they only care about my brother."

"Heavy makeup damages the skin, unlike me who only wears light makeup."

"Have you figured it out yet?"

Wu Shiyun nodded, indicating that he understood; this was Shen Lanqing.

Learning from Shen Lanqing is so easy!

Sang Yu had a wicked sense of humor; she wanted to see what Zhou Zheng, the martial arts fanatic, would be like if he turned into a green tea b*tch.

Unfortunately, her health deteriorated again, and she coughed up blood from time to time, which benefited others.

Inside the room, Sang Yu, dressed in a white undergarment, leaned against soft pillows. Her face was pale, her lips were light, and her eyes were filled with exhaustion.

Looking at the medicine box in her hand, Sang Yu played with it for a while before finally deciding to put it aside.

The worse her health, the more likely Master Xuyun would appear.

She won't take this medicine.

Sang Yu felt dizzy and lightheaded, her vision blurred with black and white, and when she closed her eyes, she completely lost consciousness.

Master Xuyun did not come.

-

“Xu Yun”.

Wu Shiyun called out to Master Xuyun.

Master Xuyun turned to look at Wu Shiyun, as if asking him with his eyes what he wanted to say.

"Miss Sang is coughing up blood, and her condition is very bad."

Wu Shiyun finally realized what made Sang Yu so charming: besides her stunningly beautiful face, she also had a lovely personality.

Playful yet lively.

The moment she looks at you, it's like a deer turning its head to look at you in the forest, radiating charm.

"understood."

Master Xuyun's reaction was indifferent, and his face remained calm.

"I will let her make a choice as soon as possible."