Cold vermilion and ink-dark shadows rippled in her jade-green eyes, reflecting the person she adored. But now, a hint of displeasure mingled with that flowing light; her gaze was as tender as autumn waves, yet full of sulky reproach.
Ning Muxuan’s pretty face was icy. Beneath the faint light, her breathtaking features seemed to glow, and her slender, jade-white hand clutched Qin Heng tightly.
Her green eyes rippled faintly as she stared expressionlessly at the utterly clueless Big Slacker before her.
Qin Heng: ?
“Ning Muxuan, do you think you could pay a little attention to your age?”
“If I don’t give you one later, are you going to roll around in bed and throw a childish tantrum?”
Qin Heng helplessly rubbed his face. Did this young lady think she was Sleeping Beauty or something? How old was she, still asking for a goodnight kiss?
Even when Qin Heng was a kid, he’d been embarrassed by that sort of thing. And now he was supposed to act like a seven-foot-tall grown man, kiss her forehead like he was soothing a child, then sweetly say, “Good night, sweetheart~”?
Uh… ⊙ˍ⊙
Just thinking about it made Qin Heng’s scalp prickle. He was about to break out in goosebumps all over.
You’re a grown adult already, aren’t you? Isn’t saying good night enough? ˇ△ˇ
The moment those words reached Ning Muxuan’s ears, her already cool expression turned even frostier. Still gripping Qin Heng’s hand, she moved it to his waist and pinched the soft flesh there.
“Hiss—Sis, what are you doing? Could you go easy on me?”
Qin Heng winced in pain and hurriedly pleaded with her, but Ning Muxuan still didn’t let go.
“Someone used to beg me for a goodnight kiss every single night when he was little. He said he couldn’t sleep without one!”
Ning Muxuan glared at him, her eyes full of coquettish anger and displeasure. Her fingers tightened their grip even more.
“Huh? You’ve got some nerve saying that! You were the one who kept leaning in to kiss me! What do you mean—”
“I’m your older sister! No talking back!!!”
Ning Muxuan grew flustered and angry at his words. A faint blush spread along her jade-white neck, and she planted a small fist right in Big Slacker’s face…
“Easy! Easy!”
Qin Heng was utterly speechless. This really was like a scholar meeting a soldier: no matter how much sense he made—he wasn’t even allowed to open his mouth!
Big Couch-Potato Qin stubbornly held his ground and refused to back down. In the dim room, the two glared at each other in silence, both sulking.
After a while, a trace of anger rose in Ning Muxuan’s green eyes. She let go and kicked Qin Heng.
Then she turned away, closed her beautiful eyes, and said coldly,
“Fine. I’m not eating breakfast tomorrow.”
“When your stomach starts hurting, you’ll regret it.”
Qin Heng: Huh????
This Rascal Snake was really pulling that move? She’d actually come up with a tactic that cost her ten thousand to hurt him a hundred thousand!
Because of her bloodline, she was in a weakened state right now. Her whole body was delicate and a little unwell; she couldn’t even take the slightest bump, especially when it came to her stomach…
Damn it! She knew perfectly well how much I worried about her, and she was saying that on purpose!
Grr!
Big Couch-Potato Qin was gritting his teeth, but there was nothing he could do. If the gentle approach didn’t work, he’d just have to try an even gentler one.
Qin Heng reached out and gently lifted the blanket beside him. He slipped his hand underneath, found Ning Muxuan’s thigh, then slowly felt his way to her lower abdomen. Her skin felt cool and soft beneath his palm, and he began to rub it gently.
He forced a stiff smile and spoke gently again.
“Sis, how can you skip a meal when you’re feeling like this?”
“I’ll rub your stomach for you. Don’t throw a childish tantrum.”
Qin Heng slowed his movements, then quietly kept her stomach warm with his hand.
“Say you love me.”
“All right, all right. I love you. I love you most of all, Sis. Happy now?”
Ning Muxuan folded her arms across her chest. Hearing Qin Heng’s perfunctory murmur beside her eased her displeasure only a tiny bit. She was still in a foul mood…
She snorted.
Then she pulled Qin Heng over and bit down on Big Slacker’s neck.
“Mmph!”
Big Couch-Potato Qin didn’t dare get angry or say a word. When his big sister was upset, he was the one who took the brunt of it. If he didn’t indulge her, he’d be in for it later.
Qin Heng frowned as he pressed against Ning Muxuan’s chilly, delicate body, his gaze drifting to the side.
Ning Muxuan’s loose sweater had slipped off her shoulder when she’d suddenly sat up. A black bra strap was pulled snug across her fair shoulder…
Qin Heng swallowed.
—A real man lives between heaven and earth. How could he put up with this kind of treatment???
Bite her back?!
…
But the thought lasted only a second before Big Couch-Potato Qin stamped it out.
He was still young. His life mattered more than anything. (•̥́_•ૅू˳)
…
As time passed, the pain in his shoulder gradually eased. Ning Muxuan stopped biting and began to suck on it instead. The ticklish feeling of her tongue gliding over his skin made Big Slacker feel a little hot and bothered.
“That hurts like hell! Sis, let go before you actually bite off a chunk!”
Big Slacker’s face flushed red. He made up an excuse and gently pushed Ning Muxuan away.
“Feeling better now, my dear big sister?”
Big Slacker held his aching shoulder. His palm was still warm and damp…
Ning Muxuan lightly licked her red lips, tracing them with her jade-white fingertip as if savoring the taste. Then she gave a tiny, rather adorable burp.
Qin Heng: What, did that fill you up or something?! ⊙ˍ⊙
“All right, Sis. It’s late. We should sleep—”
“Goodnight kiss.”
…
Beneath the faint light,
Ning Muxuan’s eyes rippled softly, her gaze glimmering as she stared at her fingertip, lost in thought. The once-cold, immortal beauty now had a touch of ordinary human warmth about her.
The corner of her mouth curved into a smile that could stir the heart.
—The bright moon over the vast sea weeps pearls; in warm sunlight, jade fields send up mist.
Big Couch-Potato Qin was staring, dumbfounded, too. But he quickly snapped out of it at Ning Muxuan’s words: “Goodnight kiss.”
“Sigh.”
Big Couch-Potato Qin let out a helpless sigh. If he didn’t give this little snake a peck on the forehead tonight, there’d be no getting away. He couldn’t think of any other option, so he switched into Salted Fish mode.
He was dead tired, too. He’d better get this over with and make a quick escape. Who cared if it was embarrassing anymore? ⊙ˍ⊙
“All right, all right. Could you close your eyes?”
“Mm.”
Ning Muxuan answered softly, but only half-closed her eyes. She didn’t shut them completely. The room was dark, though, so Big Slacker didn’t notice.
More importantly, Qin Salted Fish had closed his own eyes first, right from the start…
For Qin Heng, forehead kisses had never seemed like a big deal when he saw them in novels or on TV. But now that he had to do it himself, he realized how embarrassing it was. After much hesitation and half-hearted resistance, he finally kissed Ning Muxuan lightly on the forehead.
It was quick, like a dragonfly skimming the water—there and gone in an instant.
“Wasn’t I supposed to be the one closing my eyes?”
“Why were your eyes closed?”
Qin Heng: ?
You weren’t even closing your eyes just now, were you??!!
He’d finally worked up the nerve to make a move, and now she was nitpicking him!
Big Slacker’s face was burning with embarrassment. If there’d been a hole nearby, Qin Heng would’ve wanted to dive straight into it.
“Y-you’ve got to be kidding me. Don’t take advantage of me and then act all innocent!”
Qin Heng forced himself to stay calm, stammering as he tried to save face.
Ning Muxuan glanced at Qin Heng without changing her expression.
“Oh. Then you can leave.”
After saying that, she kicked Big Slacker again, pulled up the covers, and turned over to go to sleep.
—She was obviously kicking him out.
Qin Heng was completely dumbfounded by Ning Muxuan’s move. ⊙ˍ⊙
…
He felt like one of those sweet, innocent girls who threw herself at a guy, kept getting cold-shouldered, and then, after he’d had his way with her, watched him pull up his pants and deny everything—only for him to add,
“Heh. You were just okay.”
Grr! (gritting his teeth)
This woman! ˋ_ˊ
