“I also prepared my own gift.”
Listening to the voice of Mu Qingyue, Lu Jin'an stopped in his tracks. It was not out of curiosity about what else she wanted to say, but because there was already a dark sword qi blocking the way in front of him.
A sword qi that contrasts entirely with Mu Qingyue's.
Lu Jin'an had no choice but to turn around and look at Mu Qingyue who was closing in on him, and directly asked, "Senior Sister, did you prepare a gift for yourself? Is it not a rope?"
Mu Qingyue stopped in front of him again, holding the black collar up to his laryngeal area, pausing for a few seconds before speaking, "Try it on."
With her words spoken, snow mist rose around them, separating the outside from the shade of the trees: "I won't let anyone else see."
"Even if you can't see it, don't try it." Lu Jin'an shook his head: "You also said you prepared a collar for yourself? The same model? Let me see it."
"It hasn't been finished yet."
"……” Lu Jinan was momentarily speechless. Though he couldn't see Mu Qingyue's eyes, he could feel that she was looking at him, but what kind of gaze it was, he didn't know.
"Then I refuse." Lu Jinan shook his head again: "I don't like this style."
"Then, shall I try it first?" Mu Qingyue pulled her hands back and placed the collar in front of her delicate, fair neck: "Then you try, okay?"
Watching his blindfolded senior sister gesture, Lu Jinan genuinely thought that Mu Qingyue would look quite contrasting and sultry with that thing on.
But since this thing was something she made, it might not have any special effects if she wears it. However, if he wears it himself?
What if it's something like the poison that Zhu Nanzhi planted, which could restrain his whole realm?
Mu Qingyue may not be as perverted as Zhu Nanzhi, but Lu Jinan truly felt insecure in his heart.
Lu Jinan retreated another step: "Even if you use this method of retreat, I still won't wear this collar. If you dare to force me… I'll go find the master."
"Why…" Mu Qingyue's fingers caressed the edge of the collar: "Don't wear it? You also think the collar is nice, don't you?"
"It's nice, no doubt, but it might not be when it's worn on the neck," Lu Jinan said seriously. "There are so many beautiful necklaces out there. Why choose this style?"
"What do you think of me?"
By the end of his speech, Lu Jinan's voice raised by several decibels: "If you still want to force me to wear it with force, I still have confidence in escaping from your grasp."
"That's it," Mu Qingyue put away the collar, moved closer to Lu Jinan, and extended her hands, wrapping her thumb and forefinger around his neck.
The icy touch of her fingers made Lu Jinan's body tense for a moment, but soon Mu Qingyue pulled back her hands, keeping them at the size she had drawn, as if muttering to herself, "A bit big."
But it's just right, too tight to breathe."
Saying that, she looked up again, "I've always remembered your size, junior brother."
"Yes, right? It's the neck size, isn't it?" Lu Jinan looked at the black cloth covering her eyes.
"Hmm?" Mu Qingyue seemed to not understand why he had to emphasize that.
Lu Jinan didn't explain and instead asked, "Why did you make the collar as a gift for me?"
"You're going to a brothel... it's dirty." Mu Qingyue took out the collar again, gently bending her fingers, and the hook on the back parted, facing the opposite direction: "You're not allowed to go."
Lu Jinan didn't believe her explanation at all. The collar was obviously premeditated —— before, he never went to a brothel!
However, hearing Mu Qingyue's voice, Lu Jinan had another question he wanted to ask, and he asked it directly, "Senior Sister, if you don't let me go to the brothel, does that mean you like me?"
Mu Qingyue slightly raised her head, as if looking at him, and then... turned directly and left.
The snow mist formed by the condensed spiritual force around him showed no signs of disturbance. Lu Jinan took a step forward, reached out and grabbed her wrist, and then opened his mouth again: "Is that so?"
Mu Qingyue's foot stopped, and she turned back, lightly opening her red lips: "Let go, behave."
"It's because she's too embarrassed to answer…" Lu Jinan hadn't finished his sentence when Mu Qingyue clasped the collar with one hand and made a crisp "click" sound.
Lu Jinan's eyes flickered, and he lightly released his grip on her wrist, watching as Mu Qingyue gradually disappeared from his sight.
"Master Senior Brother, did you guys kiss?" Guan Wen ran over immediately, asking curiously: "Otherwise, why did you keep it a secret from us?"
"Senior Brother, why did Mu Sister send you a collar? Is there any deep meaning?" Zhao Shizhe also crowded over, asking with a hint of intrigue: "Does she want to lock you in place and have you stay with her forever?"
At the sound of Zhao Shizhe's voice, Lu Jinan couldn't help but turn his head to glare at Zhao Shizhe, making Zhao Shizhe feel extremely uncomfortable: "What's wrong? I think the meaning is pretty good."
"I won't go to the afternoon's assessment." Lu Jinan took a step forward: "You guys can eat. I have something to do."
Lu Jin'an wanted to find a safe place to seal himself.
Zhu Nanzhi wants to lock his soul, and it seems that Mu Qingyue wants to lock his body—Zhu Nanzhi's poison is almost impossible to defend against, and Mu Qingyue's cultivation and strength are now both stronger than his own.
No matter how small the possibility, he didn't want to live in constant fear.
"Senior Brother, will you still go to Yumei Pavilion tonight?" Zhao Shizhe hurriedly asked: "We just agreed…"
"You go."
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Taichu Peak.
Mu Qingyue, as she stepped up the last few stairs, slightly bent her head and was about to pass by Pe Wanyu's side.
"Good daughter, why are you blushing?" Pe Wanyu naturally wouldn't let it go: "Did Jin'an tease you?"
Mu Qingyue looked at her left hand that blocked her path: "I'm not your daughter."
Pe Wanyu smiled warmly at her: "You didn't answer my question, so did Jin'an really tease you?"
Did they hug? Did he touch anywhere? Or did they kiss?"
Mu Qingyue remained silent, simply picking up the collar: "He said it's nice, but he doesn't want it."
Pe Wanyu's beautiful eyes narrowed: "Why do you want to give him this? You…"
"Would the pet you want to keep be Jin'an?"
"Perhaps?" Mu Qingyue took a step forward: "I am going to seal myself away. Brother has become stronger."
Pe Wanyu didn't stop her this time; instead, she crossed her arms and casually said, "Jin'an has been out for a year and a half, and he got married to someone else."
The footsteps disappeared, Pe Wanyu lowered her head and looked at the neatly laid bricks covered in an indestructible layer of ice and snow, suddenly adding, "It's just a pretend marriage."
Behind her, the footsteps sounded again, and Pe Wanyu's smile grew wider: "But, the marriage chamber was entered in earnest."
The footsteps disappeared, and the next second, a series of hurried footsteps echoed.
Pe Wanyu looked at the Mu Qingyue standing in front of her, and had already gathered the amusement in her smile: "What's wrong?"
"She... who did Brother marry? Where was it?" Mu Qingyue's voice was even colder: "Where was it?"
"Nervous?"
"Who?" Mu Qingyue's surroundings, the black sword qi that surrounded him was like a deep abyss.
"Zhu Nanzhi."
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Author Bacteria: These two days have been entangled by mundane affairs. I will definitely resume the update on Monday. I'm really sorry (ᇂ_ᇂ|||)
