Seeing that she was only wearing her inner garment, with the collar still loose, Ling Mohan's eyes moved slightly and he said, "Didn't you say that you couldn't sleep well without me by your side?"
He came to the table and sat down, his eyes swept around, and involuntarily fell on that touch of spring light: "So, I came here."
Seeing that his eyes were always on her collar, Fengjiu looked down and saw that she was not binding her chest as she had just finished bathing. Her inner garment was slightly loose, and her underwear was faintly visible at the collar. In fact, she could only see a piece of snow-white skin, and nothing else could be seen.
But the man's eyes had already glanced at her neckline twice since he came in. Are all men like this? They would unconsciously peek at her when they see the beautiful scenery
"Does it look good?" She asked with a smile on her face.
"Cough." Ling Mohan coughed dryly and turned his eyes away uncomfortably, feeling embarrassed as if he was caught peeking.
"How about this?" She pulled her loose underwear, revealing her round and smooth shoulders. Before finishing, she threw him a coquettish look.
Ling Mohan, who had originally looked away uncomfortably, couldn't help but look towards her again, his eyes falling on her alluring shoulders, his gaze deep and burning, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you seducing me?"
"Tsk! You are useless."
She sneered, glanced at him amusedly, and pulled her inner clothes up: "With such little self-control, you dare to run into my room in the middle of the night?"
Hearing this, he gathered his thoughts and glanced at her: "I have no self-control when I meet you, so you'd better not try to seduce me, otherwise, you can't blame me if something goes wrong."
"Have those people been dealt with?" She looked at him and poured him a glass of water.
Ling Mohan took it and took a sip to calm his anger: "Well, it's all dealt with." His expression was very calm and his tone was quite nonchalant. Obviously, this was not the first time such a thing had happened and he had already become accustomed to it.
"Tonight is the fifteenth night. It seems that everyone likes to start a fight on the fifteenth night." She held her chin with one hand, looked at him and asked, "How much medicine do you have left? There shouldn't be any reaction after taking it, right?"
"No matter how precious the fire-attributed elixir is, it can't suppress the thousand-year-old cold in my body. You should be using the blood of the ancient fire phoenix!" Although it was clearly a question, the meaning behind his words was extremely certain.
"Yeah, smart." She smiled, her eyes turned, and her tone was a little proud: "So, the fact that I stole your thousand-year-old ginseng and cheated you is enough to make up for it. You know, my medicine is not easy to get."
Hearing this, Ling Mohan couldn't help but laugh and said, "If you want something in the future, just tell me directly."
"Will you give it to me if I tell you?" She rolled her eyes and asked with a smile.
"Well, everything I own will be yours." He paused, looked at her deeply, and said, "Even I am yours."
"Haha, just forget it!"
She smiled awkwardly. Even though she had lustful thoughts, she didn't have the courage to pounce on him. When she thought of him being pressed on her, uh, that scene was too beautiful to imagine...
After Ling Mohan drank a glass of water, he put the cup in his hand down, his deep eyes fell on her, and suddenly stood up, stretched out his hands and hugged her up, startling Feng Jiu so much that she cried out, "What are you doing? It's the middle of the night, put me down quickly."