Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
“Student Ye, I’m just thinking of you which is why I’m persuading you, but since you insist on your own death, then go ahead!”
Shangguan Fang Yi self-professed that he was a cassanova, no matter where he went, he would feel those shy glares from young ladies.
It was a rare sight for him to get close to a young lady, but yet he suffered such humiliation.
His embarrassment turned into fury, as his face turned steely green, flicking his sleeves as he left.
Ye Qing Luo lifted her tray, as she washed her cutlery clean, placed it on the wooden rack by the side and turned around to leave.
She had wasted quite a bit of time by this pair of siblings, and recalling that the Ghost Doctor asked her to return to the pill refining room quickly, she immediately hastened her footsteps, as she took a shortcut and headed towards the library pavilion.
There was a small path from the cafeteria towards the library pavilion, and it was a small road right in the middle between the male and female dormitory.
As the dormitory’s supervision was usually very strict, the male students were absolutely not allowed to climb the walls over to the female dormitory, for such cases to happen.
Initially, this small path was used by quite a few male students to head to the female dormitory, but ever since the dormitory supervisor broke one student’s leg, it resulted in this small road being sealed.
Ye Qing Luo’s figure was petite, and her footsteps were light, so even though it was sealed, walking over it didn’t take much effort.
Passing by this small road, she prepared to step on the major road heading towards the library pavilion, when a strong muscular arm suddenly wrapped around her slender waist.
An elegant sandalwood fragrance, instantly invaded her nose.
The man’s broad chest, tightly plastered on her soft back.
That scorching warmth, even though the clothing was in the way, seemed as though it was going to burn Ye Qing Luo up.
Ye Qing Luo’s body stiffened, as her small hand held the large palm which was wrapped around her waist.
“You’re really heartless, forgetting about me and cast me aside.” A man’s soft complaint was heard by the side of her ear, as the tone was full of displeasure.
Ye Qing Luo’s petite body shivered, hearing his begrudged words, as a sense of guilt arose in her heart.
Ever since she had keep punished to go to the library pavilion, meeting the Ghost Doctor and so many other things which happened after that, she indeed had no time to bother about Di Mo Xuan.
She even spent an entire night at that piece of ectoplasm treasured place.
Di Mo Xuan would usually accompany her in the night, hugging her to sleep.
But yesterday night, she was assassinated by killers and her dormitory had been ruined, so she had not returned for the entire night.
Just how worried was Di Mo Xuan, knowing that she was suffering from serious internal injury?
Ye Qing Luo thought from Di Mo Xuan’s viewpoint, and could feel that kind of anxiety which he was suffering from.
No wonder Di Mo Xuan lost his cool, in the middle of the day, hugging her and started to grumble.
“Sorry, Ah Xuan.” Ye Qing Luo turned around and hugged Di Mo Xuan, as she faced him.
Two small hands, wrapped around Di Mo Xuan’s waist, “I’ve made you worried.”
The minute she raised her eyes, it met his and those blood veins within were as alluring as a blooming flower.
As though a billowing peach blossom, filled with spring water, glistering brilliantly.
Pupils like obsidian, reflected Ye Qing Luo’s beauty.
His hair was slightly messy, apparently it had not been tidied for some time.
His brows, creased slightly, filled with a deep sense of worry.
This look, made Ye Qing Luo’s heart thumped, as it ferociously shivered.
Her pale little hand, trembled, as it caressed Di Mo Xuan’s face.
That smooth jaw, had some stubbles of beard, which was slightly prickly.
That glamourous face, still with that usual devilish charm, but was unable to hide the anxiety within.
Especially since his complexion was overly fair, the greenish-dark shadow below his eyes, was even more obvious.
“Know you’re sorry, do you still dare to act arbitrarily in future?” Di Mo Xuan held Ye Qing Luo’s hand, his tone was like a child grumbling, but his eyes were filled with joy from seeing her safe and sound.
Ye Qing Luo shook her head, as she rubbed her face against his chest.
Her cheeks were boiling hot, and her ears could hear a rhythmic beating of his heart, which made her especially assured.
Her lips curled as she shook her head smiling, “Don’t dare, I don’t dare to anymore.”
