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"You..."
Feng Sanniang gasped, her heart racing. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Yun Daoyun's face. The man was staring at Wan Qiu's profile, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth, filled with a hint of appreciation and emotion.
Wan Qiu looked at Feng Sanniang with tear-filled eyes, sparkling like two precious gems. "Auntie, I can't help it. I can't bear to lose him. If he dies, I really don't want to live anymore."
" Wan Qiu, there are boundaries between humans and spirits!" Feng Sanniang raised her voice, trying to awaken Wan Qiu from her delusion.
"But what about you, Auntie? Uncle is also a human, yet you still married him!" Wan Qiu retorted defiantly.
Feng Sanniang was momentarily speechless, letting out a weary sigh that carried a hint of exhaustion. "But Yun Daoyun is a Taoist. One day, he will come to despise you for being just a Fox demon and will abandon you!"
"He won't!" Wan Qiu proudly puffed out her chest. "You saw it too, Auntie! Yun Daoyun would rather die than destroy my inner core!"
"Enough. Auntie can no longer interfere," Feng Sanniang said with a sorrowful smile.
She understood better than anyone the power of love.
Before her eyes, shadows flickered as she faintly recalled a scene from decades ago beneath a plum tree, where a young scholar in blue had once handed her a branch of red plum blossoms...
Wan Qiu quieted down, gazing intently at Feng Sanniang before lowering her head to look at Yun Daoyun in her arms.
Though his complexion was pale as death, he still smiled as if basking in springtime. That smile seemed to possess a kind of magic that could dispel the fear and unease within her heart.
Wan Qiu stared blankly at herself, while Yun Daoyun smiled charmingly, his eyes slightly squinted, revealing a hint of teasing. "Little Fox, have you fallen for me?"
"Still laughing? You almost died, and you dare to laugh!" If she had returned even a moment later, Yun Daoyun would have been drained of Yuan Yang and died. The thought terrified Wan Qiu so much that she wished she could kill herself, her body trembling slightly.
Yun Daoyun burst into a clear, melodious laugh, then suddenly lifted his head and quickly leaned in to kiss Wan Qiu's lips.
The little fox's lips were sweet and soft, truly resembling juicy cherries. His gaze held a touch of tenderness and indulgence.
"You..." Wan Qiu felt both shy and angry, her face turning as red as a ripe apple. "What time is it? How can you still..."
Yun Daoyun grasped Wan Qiu's hands tightly, maintaining his usual lazy tone. "Alright, alright. Although you're an unqualified Fox demon, since you're already my spirit beast, I suppose I can reluctantly accept you as my little fox!"
At some point, the three demons had left, leaving only Yun Daoyun and Wan Qiu in the room.
Wan Qiu blushed as she released Yun Daoyun and moved to sit aside, her body shifting slightly. However, she found Yun Daoyun playfully lifting her chin with his fingers. "I say, little fox, you still haven't answered me. Have you fallen for me?"
"Hehe, hehe..." She wouldn't say it. Miao Miao had once said that whoever confessed first would lose. She had always held her head high and acted tough in front of him; this time, no matter what, she had to show some ambition.
"How about you say it again? Hmm? There are benefits to it—like... I would offer myself to you!"
Yun Daoyun shamelessly threw out the bait, a mischievous smile in his eyes that completely belied his serious injuries. His voice carried a teasing tone.
"Really? You would really offer yourself? Alright, alright! I admit it! I like you! My little fox likes you, the stinky demon catcher!" Wan Qiu exclaimed in excitement, immediately tossing aside her pride like it was nothing and eagerly began to undress Yun Daoyun.
Wan Qiu tugged eagerly at Yun Daoyun's clothes, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
She couldn't wait to rip open Yun Daoyun's shirt, but then tragedy struck—
Wan Qiu wished she could slap herself into unconsciousness. How could she have forgotten that Yun Daoyun always wore a protective talisman on his chest?
A beam of golden light shot out, and Wan Qiu was once again beautifully immobilized, her body frozen in place, unable to move.
Yun Daoyun laughed triumphantly, his eyes sparkling with charm, a smug smile plastered across his face.
He reached out and pulled Wan Qiu into his embrace, planting a kiss on her lips before lying down with her on the bed. Coughing lightly, he spoke in a somewhat weak voice, "Cough cough, you know I just had quite a bit of Yuan Yang drained by those two Fox demon s. You understand how important this Yuan Yang energy is for men. So why don't we wait for an auspicious day to slowly make our promises?"
Wan Qiu felt like crying: she would need to rest for a hundred or eighty days! She really wanted to eat…
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