The beautifully shaped thin lips were close to Mo Huang's forehead, all the way down to find the sweetest spot again.
At this moment, Mo Huang tried his best to maintain the last trace of reason and finally collapsed, feeling dizzy and breathing in Di Lingtian's breath.
"Huang'er, would you like to be my wife and spend the rest of your life with me?"
When the two separated again, Mo Huang's mind regained some clarity and he discovered that there were an extra red ring on the five fingers on the left and right. Di Lingtian's sweet and mellow voice sounded in his ears again.
"Brother Lingtian, I am willing."
The stars appeared in Mo Huang's eyes again, and he nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, feeling moved and throbbing in his heart.
She originally thought that if she secretly kissed her and confessed her love, Di Lingtian would be angry and disgusted with her, so he would drive her out of Tianji Valley.
Unexpectedly, the result was completely different from what she had guessed. Brother Lingtian also liked her and even condensed his life soul into a ring as a gift to her.
Using life souls as betrothals and exchanging life souls with each other is a ritual when practitioners become partners.
Not every couple dares to use their life soul as a betrothal gift and give their life soul to each other.
Only partners who have a very good relationship and have no doubt about their mutual trust would dare to do such a thing.
Di Lingtian condensed his life soul into a ring and gave it to her. Whether it was his feelings or trust in her, no words were needed to describe it.
Mo Huang suppressed the excitement in his heart and took Di Lingtian's hand, hoping to summon his life soul and condense it into a ring for Di Lingtian to wear.
The embarrassing thing is that no matter how hard Mo Huang tried, she just couldn't summon her soul.
Mo Huang became anxious.
"Silly girl, your body hasn't been completely repaired yet, so of course you can't summon your soul now. Don't worry about this, we'll talk about it later."
Di Lingtian pinched Mo Huang's small hands and reached out to pat her back to comfort her.
"Brother Lingtian, then I am taking advantage of you."
She accepted Di Ling's destiny soul, but could not give it to him with her own destiny soul. Mo Huang was still a little uneasy.
"Well, that's right, Huang'er, you did take advantage of me."
Di Lingtian nodded seriously, actually quite agreeing with Mo Huang's point of view.
"What should we do?"
Mo Huang was even more uneasy, worried that he didn't have anything as valuable as his life soul to give to Di Lingtian.
"What are you afraid of? First, don't call me brother Lingtian anymore. Call me Lingtian."
Di Lingtian held up Mo Huang's face and asked her to look at him.
"Why."
Mo Huang was puzzled. She had called Di Lingtian this way for eight years, why she suddenly changed her title.
Di Lingtian looked at Mo Huang intently, "Huang'er, because I am not your brother, I am your husband."
He doesn't want to be her brother either.
When he didn't like Mo Huang before, he certainly didn't mind calling him this.
After he fell in love with Mo Huang two years ago, he was very concerned about this title.
Mo Huang hadn't started to like him at that time, and he couldn't rashly let Mo Huang call him the right person.
Di Lingtian had been waiting for this moment for two years, and today he finally allowed Mo Huang to remove the word "brother" from his words.
"Okay. Ling Tian, I accept this reason, but you can't call me Huang'er either."
Mo Huang resisted the urge to add brother after the word Ling Tian. Now that Di Lingtian started to be serious about the title, Mo Huang also started to be serious about it.
Di Lingtian asked in confusion: "Why?"
Huang'er is Mo Huang's nickname to express closeness. He did not add the word "sister" at the end.
"Because, because it reminds me of the woman who always bullied me in the palace. That's what Luo Chen called her."
(End of chapter)