Mu Rong Chong's heart tightened. He suddenly lifted her onto his lap, staring at her in disbelief.
The usually headstrong and sharp girl was actually crying. Her tear-streaked appearance made him uncomfortable. He hadn't really intended to hit her, just to teach her a lesson, to make her remember her words.
Besides, he hadn't hit her hard. Why was this girl crying? Mu Rong the Great Hero pondered, lifting his other hand again, attempting to rub her bottom.
At this, Yun Xiao cried even harder, grinding her teeth. He was still touching her, this was clearly taking advantage! Not only hitting, but touching too.
Finally, she tilted her head back abruptly, looking at Mu Rong Chong sternly.
"I've decided to end our friendship."
"Absolutely not."
This time, someone couldn't stand it. He tightly grasped her small hand, his deep, profound pupils rippling with countless sparks of fire, flickering and dancing, finally settling into resolve. The corners of his lips were tightly pursed, his flowing, elegant, and noble jawline taut.
The chill radiating from him was palpable, but his bloodthirsty, dark voice softened a little.
"This is the price for not keeping your promise. You know I've had people looking for you these past few months. You disappeared without a word. I trusted you so much, believing you would do as you said, but what was the result?"
Staring intently at the person in his arms, Yun Xiao blinked. A teardrop hung on her long eyelashes, trembling as it slid down, smooth and round like a pearl, before slowly flowing into his heart.
Mu Rong Chong couldn't help but sigh. This exasperating little girl, what was he to do with her? He truly couldn't bear to see her suffer any grievance.
Yet, she was an unruly one. But he had also discovered something amusing: the person who feared nothing in heaven or earth also had something to fear – being spanked. If she made mistakes in the future, perhaps?
Mu Rong the Great Hero's usually bloodthirsty pupils now glinted with malice.
Yun Xiao felt a little guilty and her scalp tingled. Moreover, she was sitting on his lap, which felt very strange. Although she was petite, sitting in his tall embrace felt natural and fitting, but they weren't even a couple yet! Why was this happening?
Amidst her confusion, the woman remembered her spanked bottom. She looked up resentfully at Mu Rong Chong and spoke coldly.
"Tell me, why did you tattoo this on me?"
She raised her hand, her face filled with indignation, her eyes darting around. Since he could stay, why couldn't she? And now, she was extremely angry.
When she got angry, someone always suffered. She couldn't beat him, and she had no opportunity to poison him, so she directly chose to bite.
Yun Xiao quickly grabbed the hand around her waist and bit down on that slender, beautiful hand. Who cared if it was good-looking or if it hurt? How dare he provoke her?
Her sharp teeth bit down on the back of Mu Rong Chong's hand without mercy. He frowned slightly, his eyes looking deeply at the dark, small head resting on his hand. He actually breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that if he didn't let her vent, this girl would hold a grudge. After venting, things would be much easier. So, apart from a slight frown, his large hand remained still near Yun Xiao's mouth. The soft touch by his hand stimulated a strong surge of warmth within him.
It wasn't until Yun Xiao tasted the salty scent of blood in her mouth that she suddenly came to her senses, followed by shock.
"Why didn't you dodge?"
"Does that feel any better?"
That magnetic voice was like a cool dessert under the scorching afternoon sun, sending a cool sensation straight into people's hearts, catching them off guard. She simply stared at him.
Yun Xiao blinked, looking at his face. An exquisite butterfly-shaped mask covered the upper half of his face, revealing only eyebrows curved like a crescent moon, slender and well-defined, and those eyes, so black, so deep and profound, like midnight, now rippling, locking onto her without blinking.
As this thought arose, her cheeks flushed. She quickly lowered her head, her red lips like a fragrant, voluptuous flower.
Mu Rong Chong's chest tightened, his emotions surging even more fiercely, like lava erupting from molten rock, almost melting him entirely. Only his remaining rationality prevented him from doing anything rash.
Firstly, this girl hadn't yet understood the situation, and secondly, there was still some resistance. Therefore, he couldn't be too hasty and anger her, or she might run away again. So, he had to slowly conquer her heart, to the point where she couldn't forget him even if she tried.
"I know I was wrong. Next time, wherever I go, I'll report it to you, okay?"
Yun Xiao smoothed her breathing. Noticing the half-lotus on her hand, she immediately spoke subserviently and charmingly. Mu Rong Chong's pupils flickered, but he remained still, waiting for her next words. He understood what she had done so well.
"Can you wash this off?"
She pointed angrily at the half-lotus on her hand. She had originally wanted to cover it with medicine, but the carved patterns were slightly uneven. If covered with medicinal water, it would look even more grotesque and ugly.
"No."
This time, his tone was uncompromising. Then, he rested his chin on her head.
"You are mine. This is my mark. No one in this world can touch you, or I will kill gods and slaughter Buddhas."
His tone, in an instant, was like ghostly whispers from hell, bloodthirsty and fierce.
Yun Xiao couldn't help but shiver. Then, in a cowardly whisper, she asked, "When did this happen?"
She only knew that her relationship with Mu Rong the Great Hero was good, and they were a little closer than others. But when did she become his? He hit her, touched her, and now she was his.
Now, she wanted to kill someone. Of course, she wouldn't dare to attack Great Hero Mu, but attacking someone else should be fine.
"Your little head had better think less. You need to remember firmly, and don't try to hide again. Otherwise?"
His deep, beautiful eyes naturally drifted to Yun Xiao's backside, filled with unspoken meaning. Yun Xiao was startled and leaped away, breaking free from his grasp and immediately retreating to the other side of the room, shaking her head furiously at a distance from Mu Rong the Great Hero.
"Mu Rong Chong, I'm a lady. How can you hit a lady's bottom?"
"Then remember what you said yourself."
His magnetic, lazy voice sounded, rich and fragrant like fine wine, like the celestial gardens of Yaochi, blooming with countless beautiful flowers along its banks.
"You! You're too detestable."
As soon as Yun Xiao left his embrace, she became emboldened. Meeting his slightly narrowed gaze, her wide cloud-patterned sleeves moved, as if about to make a move. She was truly afraid he would embrace her again, so she quickly raised her hands in surrender.
"Fine, I'll definitely remember next time. Don't come over."
Mu Rong Chong's dark, tranquil eyes now shone with the clear light of the night sky, flickering with ardent sparks, burning into a blaze.
If he didn't have a plan right now, he wouldn't let her leave his side. Because this pure and beautiful her would inevitably fall into someone else's eyes one day, and he would never allow anyone to touch her.
She could only be his, he thought with domineering bloodlust, a devilish smile unconsciously curving his lips. It was better to let her adapt slowly.
"Okay, since you've promised, I won't come over."
There was suppressed laughter in his words. Yun Xiao was filled with hatred. Was being less skilled in martial arts also a fault? If she were skilled, she would surely beat him to a pulp, and he would still be laughing.
Yun Xiao's eyes flashed, and she remembered something, immediately jumping up as if she had found a handle.
"Mu Rong Chong, you pervert! You actually went to a brothel for entertainment, and, and..."