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You Were Born a Nobleman, Chapter Thirty-Two: Beauty, Are You Waiting Anxiously?
When Lang Ye came out, Kong Xuan had already been standing under the Osmanthus Tree for a while, surrounded by the cool fragrance of flowers. Lang Ye whistled, "Beauty, are you waiting anxiously?"
Kong Xuan's eyes twitched, suppressing his anger as he replied, "The Wolf King makes people wait, but is unwilling to come out from that Pixie's gentle embrace?"
This time it was Lang Ye who was taken aback. He took a deep breath and tried to maintain his calm and tough image. "Kong Xuan, you should speak properly; I still want to live a few more years. Shu Que Wu Pan."
"Speaking of which, why did you take so long to come out? Were you planning to sing a lullaby to that woman?"
"Birdman, are you done yet? What’s the rush? Aren't you just going to see your old flame?"
Kong Xuan turned around, his emerald eyes shining like two beams of sword light in the night. "Isn't she your old flame?"
"Get lost! What do you mean 'my'? I haven't touched that Siren; I can't stand the smell of her."
Kong Xuan chuckled. "Could it be that the Wolf King has lived for thousands of years and is still a virgin?"
"Kong Xuan, with two extra pieces of meat, your tongue has grown longer. I have important matters to attend to and won’t argue with you. Hurry up; if we don’t leave soon, it will really be dawn."
Kong Xuan shook his head. "Lang Ye, your fur is making my backside hurt. If I weren't unable to transform right now, I really wouldn't want to ride you."
Lang Ye felt an overwhelming urge to crush Kong Xuan's insincere face. He couldn't believe he was letting himself be ridden like this; if it weren't for the fact that Kong Xuan had saved him hundreds of years ago, he would have thrown him into a ravine to die.
"Get off quickly, or walk on your own."
As night fell, the mist enveloped Peacock Mountain. Lang Ye chose to run through the areas thick with foliage, branches scratching against Kong Xuan's face, causing sharp pain.
Kong Xuan tightened his grip on Lang Ye's fur, increasing the pressure; the more it hurt him, the more it hurt Lang Ye.
There is a kind of love in this world called brotherly affection. With love like this, one must always be prepared for pain.
They stopped in front of a cave filled with large red flowers. Kong Xuan sniffed and said, "The Resting Bone Flower blooming in a graveyard? The nine-tailed fox has such peculiar taste."
Lang Ye shook his fur. "Get down, Kong Xuan, you Birdman, you're crushing me! Do you really think I'm a horse?"
Kong Xuan: "You're faster than a horse."
Lang Ye: .......
Entering the cave, they passed through a narrow and difficult passage before it suddenly opened up. A pigeon egg-sized Night Pearl illuminated the cave brightly. A sharp-eared white fox lay on a lavish couch strewn with jewels, playing with its nine fluffy tails.
Lang Ye appeared silently behind it. The fox's half-closed eyes suddenly opened wide, radiating purple light as it lunged toward Lang Ye's throat.
Lang Ye swiftly dodged the nine-tailed fox's attack and countered by pinning it to the ground. The fox let out a shriek, "Wolf King, is that you?"
"Not just him, but also me." Kong Xuan stood at the entrance, dressed in flowing white robes that made him look like a celestial being, clearly having returned to his masculine appearance.
Kong Xuan grabbed a handful of flower petals and threw them at the little fox's eyes, stopping her lingering gaze on his chest.
Lang Ye released the little fox. Although she was curious, she didn't dare to ask questions. She ran up to Kong Xuan, wagging her tail in a flattering manner.
"Mei Xiao, stay away from me and put away your flirtatious look." Kong Xuan's voice was cold, embodying the demeanor of a great demon king.
Mei Xiao's voice was smooth as silk and sweet as honey. She pouted her little pointed face and said, "Ming Wang, I've missed you so much; I've thought about you for three hundred years." As she spoke, Siren raised her paw.
Lang Ye twitched at the corner of his eye. "Mei Xiao, after three hundred years you still haven't learned to count? That's five."
Siren chuckled, "Don't mind those details; just understand my feelings."
Kong Xuan moved further away from Mei Xiao and said in a deep voice, "Mei Xiao, hand over the livestock you've captured."
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