Chapter 84: Chapter 82: This Time It’s Free
"You’re lying! You do have!"
Nangong Mo: "...I really don’t..."
The girl sat obediently on his lap, slightly raising her small face to look at him, her autumn-clear eyes misty, filled with grievance and stubbornness:
"If you hadn’t fallen for some little beauty, why would you dislike me?"
Nangong Mo: "???"
"When have I ever said I disliked you?"
"Of course you wouldn’t say it! But you want to scare me to death so you can marry a new love... And you dare say you don’t dislike me? Hmm!"
Nangong Mo: "..."
When did he ever think of marrying a new love?!
Besides, isn’t this little girl usually fearless and bold?
But...
Looking at the girl with her coy and proud little expression, Nangong Mo felt a bit guilty and pursed his lips. He raised his hand, a flick of finger wind shot out, and the ghost behind him instantly fell to the ground, then was blown away by a gust of wind.
The man raised his hand, gently pinched the girl’s cheeks tinted with a rosy hue from drunkenness, and whispered:
"Lin Wanyue, why would I want to scare you to death? It was just a little joke with you."
Nangong Mo himself felt a bit guilty...
Sure enough, the girl gave him a coquettish glare, "Who jokes like that! It was really scary, you know?"
"...I was wrong, I’ll let you take a bite."
Nangong Mo rolled up his sleeve and offered his hand in front of Yun Ran, adding, "This time it’s free."
Yun Ran blinked her eyes and slapped his hand, "Hmph! Who wants to bite you? I’m not a dog!"
[I’m not falling for it! He surely wants to trick me out of my silver! He’ll charge me after I’ve bitten! Hmph! Insidious and cunning!]
Nangong Mo: "..."
This little girl is drunk and still on guard about being tricked for silver?!
How much does she love silver?!
Nangong Mo suddenly felt that he wasn’t even as good as silver...
He isn’t even as good as silver?!
But, looking at the girl’s delicate and pitiful expression, the man gritted his teeth, swallowing down the dissatisfaction, gently pinching the girl’s face, his voice somewhat tender:
"Alright, no biting. Then no more crying, okay?"
The girl looked up at him and nodded, "Okay."
"Such a good girl!"
Just then, Ying Yue came over with a bowl of hangover soup. Seeing Yun Ran in Nangong Mo’s embrace from afar, she couldn’t help but stifle a laugh.
See, earlier he asked them to prepare a ghost, saying the scarier the better, and threatening to scare that little girl to death. Yet now, isn’t he soothing her after making her cry?
For what end!
Ying Yue managed her expression, holding the bowl and approached, "Master, the hangover soup is ready. Shall I serve it to the princess?"
Nangong Mo gave her a sidelong glance and reached out his hand.
Ying Yue immediately understood, handing over the bowl with both hands, "Master, I’ll wait outside the courtyard. Call me if you need anything."
With that, she quickly ran off, looking back as she exited the courtyard, only to see her master carefully feeding the princess with the bowl, his eyes filled with indescribable tenderness and earnestness.
Yun Ran drank half the bowl and couldn’t drink anymore. Nangong Mo knew she had been in a good mood tonight, feeling the "romantic stories" he told were particularly satisfying, enjoying food and liquor heartily on either hand, how delightful!
So he put down the bowl, gently wiped away the water stains at the corner of her mouth with his fingertips, and softly asked her, "Does your head hurt?"
Yun Ran shook her head, wrapped both arms around his neck and rested her head on his chest, her voice soft, "A little dizzy..."
Nangong Mo was taken aback, and the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl up.
This seemed to be the first time she had hugged him on her own initiative?