“I have not forgotten that salivating, roguish look of yours when you first saw me in human form.” Elvis pinched Gu Mengmeng’s little face. “What did you say then? Even if there was a risk of drowning, you just had to touch me and kiss me once? Mmm?”
Gu Mengmeng gave a dry laugh and trilled. “Let’s not dredge up the past. Let bygones be bygones…”
Elvis refused to budge. He smiled coldly and continued. “You said before that you are the Appearance Association’s Supreme Senior Member and you firmly uphold the belief that the value of a person lies in his looks. You said before that as long as a person is handsome, anything goes… mmm?”
Gu Mengmeng was speechless. Why did she expose this unsavory side of herself? Tsk tsk tsk, she now really regretted her moment of candidness.
“Do you think that I will allow a tribe—whose looks make even Lea feel threatened—to join Saint Nazaire and risk creating my my own self-demise?”
Gu Mengmeng shook her head. “You won’t.”
Elvis chuckled and licked Gu Mengmeng’s little nose approvingly. “So clever.”
Gu Mengmeng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at his praise. “Hubby, I need to clarify something. I behaved in that manner towards you then because I was single. Teasing a handsome guy when I am single is not being roguish. It’s called creating opportunity for love.”
“Mmm, Lea and I have captured the opportunities you created, and we don’t wish for others to get hold of the same,” Elvis said mildly.
Feeling frustrated, Gu Mengmeng stated. “I already have partners and will not give others the same opportunity.”
Elvis stared at Gu Mengmeng straight in the eye for a long while before breaking out in a faint smile. “I know you are speaking the truth but I don’t need to use the Vulture tribe members to prove the point. So I will help you ward off all temptations. You can just continue liking Lea and I.”
Gu Mengmeng held her forehead. She felt that her image was beyond rescue.
Lea and Elvis both firmly believed that she was a demoness easily seduced by lust…
Sigh, forget it. It wasn’t totally untrue anyway!
After all, even if she could turn back time, she would have still behaved in that roguish manner towards Elvis. Otherwise, such a good hubby would have become someone else’s? How could she let that happen?
Gu Mengmeng realized that Elvis was usually a man of few words, but met with this type of situation, his formidable debating skills would suddenly emerge and force her into a dead-end.
But it didn’t matter. She didn’t harbor any such intentions anyway, and he could say whatever he wanted. If they continued arguing in this manner, things would just become increasingly dubious. In the end, Elvis would just reaffirm his own belief that she wished to find a male vulture to be her partner.
But heavens have mercy—she had not even glimpsed one feather of a Vulture tribe member—and gossip was already quick to fly.
She was even more maligned than the infamous Dou E.
Lea tapped Gu Mengmeng’s brow. His smile clearly indicated that he agreed with Elvis. Gu Mengmeng’s suggestion was thrown right back at her.
Gu Mengmeng just wrinkled her nose and made a face at Lea. She didn’t offer any argument.
Instead, Lea spoke up. “Now the problem is how are we to ascend the highest peak of the Motou mountain range. According to Ian, even birds might have a hard time going up, not to mention land beasts…”
Actually, there was a very simple solution. And that was to let Gu Mengmeng go to sleep and seek the advice of the Beast Deity.
But no one would make this suggestion for now.
Because Elvis and Lea were utterly terrified that Gu Mengmeng would be directly transported back to her world while in her dream state.
And Gu Mengmeng understood their fear.
