A Useless Person's Rise to Power: The Demon King's Addiction to Pampering

"Hold on tight."

Feng Jiutian turned around and greeted Mo Shaoxie. With a slight movement, she prepared to kick the wheelchair away.

"Well……"

Suddenly, Feng Jiutian felt a dizzying sensation. When she came to her senses, she felt a slight stiffness in her back, followed by a wave of pain.

Mo Shaoxie looked at Feng Jiutian, who was pinned beneath him, his face turning red and white in turns, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"I, I'll get up right away."

Mo Shaoxie braced himself against the cobblestone beside Feng Jiutian, struggling to get up.

Suddenly, her hand slipped, and she fell onto Feng Jiutian again.

It looks even more ambiguous!

Feng Jiutian felt a wave of depression. Just as she was about to kick Mo Shaoxie away, she caught a glimpse of Mo Shaoxie's embarrassed and flustered face out of the corner of her eye. She sighed inwardly and lowered her raised foot.

I had already calculated the angle; a gentle kick would have been enough to move the wheelchair away.

For some reason, their legs suddenly gave way, causing them both to fall to the ground; otherwise, they wouldn't have ended up like this.

"Able to get up?"

Feng Jiutian subtly turned her head away from Mo Shaoxie's face and asked coolly.

Mo Shaoxie pursed his pale lips, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, showing that he was very nervous.

"can."

Mo Shaoxie nodded, panting heavily, and found another rock to prop himself up from Feng Jiutian.

Feng Jiutian felt a tingling sensation on her face. Seeing that Mo Shaoxie was moving slowly, she reached out to help him.

"No need."

Before Mo Shaoxie could stop her, Feng Jiutian grabbed his arm. Mo Shaoxie was stunned for a moment, then abruptly pulled his hand back.

Feng Jiutian didn't expect Mo Shaoxie to do such a thing. She casually reached out and ripped the black cloth off his face.

Feng Jiutian glanced at the black cloth in her hand, then her gaze fell on Mo Shaoxie's face, her expression slightly taken aback.

"your face……"

When Mo Shaoxie saw the black cloth in Feng Jiutian's hand, he immediately panicked, turned his head to cover his face with his sleeve, and his body was trembling slightly.

Feng Jiutian had considered that Mo Shaoxie would cover his face with a black cloth because his face was damaged, but she did not expect it to be so serious.

The half of his face covered by the black cloth looked as if it had been burned, with scars of varying shades, which looked extremely horrifying.

"Don't look!"

Mo Shaoxie shouted, but didn't turn his head. He reached behind him with his other hand, trying to retrieve the black cloth covering his face.

Feng Jiutian saw through Mo Shaoxie's thoughts and reached out to hand him the black cloth, but Mo Shaoxie was too strong.

Before Feng Jiutian could let go, Mo Shaoxie exerted force, causing Feng Jiutian to tilt and fall directly onto Mo Shaoxie's back.

"Hey, what are those two doing? Look!"

Before Feng Jiutian could react, a burst of laughter reached her ears, led by none other than Qin Yuehan!

"Tsk tsk tsk, in broad daylight, under the clear sky, what else could a lone man and woman possibly do, hehehe..."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter in unison.

Qin Yuehan opened his folding fan, fanning himself leisurely, and squinted as he looked in the direction of Feng Jiutian and Mo Shaoxie.

After he saw clearly who it was, his eyes widened suddenly.

"What's wrong, Master Yue?"

Qin Yuehan's change was immediately noticed by the people behind him, who fawned over him.