How could someone as well-behaved as Sister Yue possibly be a playboy?

"Really?" Ye Yueyue looked up.

Ming Qiuyang's breath hitched. He saw that the girl looked aggrieved, with tear stains on her cheeks and a glint of tears in her clear eyes.

"real."

"Then you're not allowed to bully me anymore!"

"it is good."

"Don't just say 'good,' keep it in mind!"

This time, Ming Qiuyang did not answer, but silently responded in his heart.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Didn't you say it wasn't allowed?" Ming Qiuyang was taken aback, his eyes filled with confusion.

Ye Yueyue was a little impressed with him. Was he really that straightforward? In a cute way.

She paused for a moment before speaking, "Okay."

Seeing that she was not speaking and there were still tear stains at the corners of her eyes, Ming Qiuyang thought she was still unhappy, so he said dryly, "Don't be unhappy."

"Okay." Ye Yueyue blinked and obediently replied.

Tears are indeed the ultimate weapon.

She used this trick often in her past life, and no man could resist it.

Unless he's not interested in you, or he's used it so much that he's become immune.

Men have an innate protective instinct. If this need is met, they will naturally be responsive to your every request. In other words, men need emotional value more than anything else.

Tears can sometimes greatly arouse their protective instincts and also warm up their feelings.

"Ah."

Sure enough, Ming Qiuyang's expression softened considerably.

Ye Yueyue found it somewhat amusing. Who would have thought that the arrogant person from two months ago would now be coaxing her and worrying about her feelings?

Ye Yueyue felt a bit of a thrill. She liked fishing not for money or anything like that; those were secondary. The most important thing was that it satisfied her desire for conquest.

Ye Yueyue's favorite times were at the beginning and when she got what she wanted. The subtle ambiguity and progress during this period made her happy.

It's not that she loves fishing that much, but she really enjoys the process of fishing.

These days, she felt that people in the cultivation world were very simple-minded. At first, she was a little surprised, but later she understood, because even she, who loved fishing, was focused on cultivation and had no time to do anything else.

Not to mention everyone else.

People only pursue spiritual needs after their material needs are met.

In the perilous world of cultivation, one can never be complacent; only by becoming strong can one guarantee safety.

She originally thought it would be difficult to find a genius cultivator who met the criteria.

You need to be talented and virgin. Even finding a virgin would have been difficult in your past life, let alone a rich and faithful man.

But Ye Yueyue doesn't think so now, though she still needs to be careful not to get killed.

Thinking of the man she had contracted with, Ye Yueyue felt a rare pang of guilt, but it quickly dissipated, replaced by curiosity.

So she asked, "Could you make it up to me?"

Ming Qiuyang met the girl's expectant gaze and awkwardly turned his head away. "How will you make it up to me?"

"Eat with me."

?

Ming Qiuyang was puzzled, but he agreed.

Ye Yueyue understood his meaning at a glance. She thought for a moment, then feigned disappointment and whispered, "I miss home, I don't want to be alone..."

"……it is good."

Ming Qiuyang's heart softened. His gaze swept over the girl's dejected appearance, and he reflected in his heart on whether he had gone too far.

She was so small and short, yet she came to the Xuanling Sect to cultivate all by herself.

Over time, Ming Qiuyang also learned that she came from the mortal world, not from their cultivation world.

It must be very sad to be away from home all alone...

Ming Qiuyang frowned more and more as he thought about it. As they walked along the road, he suddenly looked at her and his thin lips moved slightly, "It won't happen again."

I won't bully you anymore.

When Ming Qiuyang met the girl's puzzled gaze, he didn't explain much, but remembered what she had said.

Take it to heart.

……

Jianfeng Wangyue Garden.

"It's time to eat!"

Ye Yueyue placed the boiled fish she had prepared in front of the two of them, and then sat down herself.

Ming Qiuyang looked at the large basin of red, steaming food in front of him, and for some reason his mouth watered, and the air was filled with a strong aroma.

Puzzled, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is this?"

Boiled fish!

Seeing his half-understanding and unsure of where to begin, Ye Yueyue stood up, ladled a bowl for him, put the fish and vegetables in it, and placed it in front of him. "Eat up!"

"Okay." He took it.

Being so close, Ming Qiuyang felt his palms getting slightly sweaty, and his heart pounding.

Facing the girl's expectant gaze, he picked up a piece of fish with his slender fingers. The fish was tender and smooth, and a fresh, spicy aroma wafted up, making him cough lightly.

"cough……"

"Brother, are you alright?" Ye Yueyue stood up, hurriedly poured him a glass of floral dew, and looked worried.

"It's nothing, just a cough." Ming Qiuyang suppressed a cough, feeling his face getting a little hot.

He couldn't tell for a moment whether it was the distance, the smell, or... that word "brother".

His heart was pounding faster and faster, but the voice continued.

"Really? Then don't eat it." Ye Yueyue leaned closer.

The girl's clear voice echoed in his ears, relieving his feverishness. Ming Qiuyang looked up and met a pair of worried eyes, and his breath caught in his throat.

Ming Qiuyang couldn't help but take a step back. The stone chair had no boundaries, and this step back caused him to fall backward uncontrollably.

"elder brother!--"

Ye Yueyue reached out to help him up, but accidentally fell down as well, and the two of them fell to the ground at the same time.

Ming Qiuyang groaned, feeling a soft touch on his chest. The next moment, he heard a voice even more anxious than before, "I'm sorry, brother, I didn't mean to."

The voice was very close. He looked up and saw the girl lying on top of him. The girl was so close that Ming Qiuyang suddenly remembered the scene from before.

"It's nothing," Ming Qiuyang said, trying to appear calm.

Ye Yueyue looked at him with amusement as his ears turned completely red. Her gaze swept downwards, but she suddenly lost herself, her eyes fixed on his thin lips, which were red from the spice, and she couldn't look away.

Ye Yueyue couldn't help but print it on.

It's warm and delicate, unlike the last time when it was just a fleeting touch.

His pupils contracted, and he felt the whole world go silent. He could only hear his own rapid heartbeat and the other person's shallow breathing.

And then there's the soft touch on my lips.

He felt as if she were a kitten, licking him gently.

Gradually, Ming Qiuyang felt that he was being bewitched.

......

【Master, wake up!! No! Your cultivation will be completely destroyed!!】 Huanling Sha's urgent voice rang in her mind.

She suddenly snapped back to reality.

They met each other's hazy gaze, which was watery and extremely alluring.

Ye Yueyue was momentarily stunned, but the next second Huanling Sha started screaming again, completely erasing the desire in her heart.

Faced with such beauty so close at hand, she couldn't bear to leave, nor did she want to fall back into that state. So Ye Yueyue reached out and pinched herself, without stopping.

She tried to control her mind, but found that she didn't feel any pain at all.