Blinking, Yao Yao found herself in the ninth heaven, in the Zihong Palace where God Jun Mo lived.
She raised her eyebrows in confusion, hesitated for several seconds, and then realized that she had been pulled into a dream by Mojin.
Thinking about the things she had said before going to bed, she gradually understood a few things in her heart.
Unimaginable that the high-minded and indifferent God Jun Mo would also secretly peep at people.
She smiled and stroked her flat little belly, then faintly curved her lips.
Wanting to understand the reason, she didn't feel as panic-stricken and scared as she did last time. Instead, she became more daring.
She walked up the white jade steps into the hall.
She saw that God Mojin was gazing down at the teacup in his hand, his long lashes hiding the emotions in his eyes. The white divine robe he wore fluttered with the wind, flowing gracefully, shimmering with colors, and subtly radiating light.
There were a couple of petals falling in from the window and landing on his sleeves. Frowning slightly, he gently wiped them off, causing them to fall to the ground.
Elegant as a poem, graceful as a god.
Yao Yao was staring in amazement. Although this man had a rather unpleasant character, she couldn't help but admit that he was really handsome.
The next moment, the man suddenly looked up, his expression calm and his demeanor indifferent: "You're here."
There was not a trace of the previous anger and jealousy.
Yao Yao thought about whether to bow and curtsy according to the rules or to take a bold step forward and tease him.
She thought about how one was a deity and the other a demon, and that they had not been together. Both times they met, it was the other who actively pulled her into a dream.
If she missed today, who knows when she would be able to see this man again.
As a demon, visiting the ninth heaven is not something she can do casually.
If she couldn't see him, how could she strategize?
While contemplating, she quickly made a decision.
Directly going up and hugging him tightly, while holding her voice in a high-pitched, coquettish tone, she called out:
"Lord…"
Mojin seemed startled, shivering all over.
Yao Yao thought he was overjoyed and was thinking about how to proceed next.
She had already flown out of the palace…
What a jerk, he doesn't know how to cherish a beautiful woman...
She secretly cursed Mojin in her heart for 800 times.
Thinking about how to land gracefully without looking ridiculous.
God Mojin suddenly remembered something, his fingers twitched slightly, and he quickly pulled her back.
Just as he was about to carefully place her aside and sit down, he suddenly remembered that this woman was in a state of divine soul.
His handsome face darkened, his hand relaxed, and Yao Yao fell down on her bottom with no surprise.
"Lady, please respect yourself."
He gently brushed the snow-white sleeve, then said darkly.
This woman confessed her deep love for him the last time they met. This time, she seems to have aroused his interest.
She's become rather manipulative.
"Aiyang, you hurt me~"
Yao Yao automatically ignored his black face, coyly exclaimed in pain, her slender eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her lustrous eyes twinkling with coquettishness as she glared at him with a hint of resentment, "Lord, don't you give your lady some rubs~"
With a dual attack on his heart and body, she didn't believe she couldn't win over this man.
She crawled up and turned around, her beautiful buttocks pointed directly at him.
She was wearing a black form-fitting dress, her fine and perfect figure highlighted to perfection…
Looking at the PG right before his eyes, for a moment, Mojin seemed to even stop breathing, his expression frozen.
"Lord…"
Seeing that he was slow to respond, she was impatiently urging, lowering her voice and adding a hint of sultry hoarseness, captivating and soul-stealing.
The original host was a demon, and if she really wanted to allure someone, even the gods might not be able to resist.
Unfortunately, the man behind her was naturally cold and indifferent, deeply repelled by women, and had been admired and pursued by countless women in the three realms.
The methods of allure he had seen were countless.
Even if Yao Yao's level was not low, he could still remain calm and composed.
In fact, Mojin was not as composed as Yao Yao imagined.
Looking at the person right before his eyes…
His mind involuntarily recalled the scene of their first intimate contact by the River of Time. Remembering that moment, his handsome face, which was so beautiful that it would provoke universal anger and envy, quietly flushed with two red blushes.
His lips were slightly pursed, his expression deep and with a touch of unnaturalness.
Yao Yao was facing away from Mojin, and did not notice his unusual expression. Seeing no movement behind her, she lightly swayed her waist and leaned in closer…
Just a breath away from him.
"Lord, don't be shy, we've already..."
She deliberately raised her voice, her voice was dark and hoarse, coquettish to the bone, making Mojin's heart tremble and couldn't help but want…
He had seen countless methods of allure, but none of them were as bold or as unrestrained as the woman before him.
Such... shameless.
Mojin's face seemed to freeze, thinking of the child in her belly, he suddenly had a headache.
With the mother in such a state, it was hard to imagine what the child would look like when it was born.
"Did you hear that you are carrying a child by this god?"
God Mojin looked at the PG in front of him, turning his head and changing the subject.
If he didn't turn his head, he was afraid he would lose control.
Yao Yao slightly stunned, moving the PG away and turning her back, no longer coquettish as a seducing demon, but with a serious expression.
"Yes, my Lord, do you know how happy I was when I found out that I had your child? I was so excited that I didn't sleep for seven days and seven nights. I knelt on the ground and thanked the heavens for allowing me to have your offspring."
She was deeply affectionate, her expression enchanting.
She gently caressed her flat abdomen with her small white hands, smiling softly and perfectly, emitting a maternal radiance.
"Lord, this is our child. Even if you don't love me, I will give birth to him properly and then raise him to grow up."
Mojin's face returned to its natural state and softened a bit.
His gaze fell on her abdomen, although in a divine soul state, nothing could be seen.
But he just felt there was a child moving inside, his expression became increasingly gentle, as if the ice had melted and spring had returned.
"As it is the child of this god, I will be responsible for it to the end."
He spoke with a gentle expression.
It was less cold than before.
Yao Yao naturally noticed the difference; she secretly scowled, acknowledging that no matter how much she lured or used her means, nothing compared to the flesh in her belly.
No matter which era, world, or universe, men generally attach great importance to offspring.
Even deities feel the same.
"I knew that you wouldn't leave me in the lurch."
After speaking, she smiled as if she were a fox stealing grapes, swaying gracefully to sit beside Mojin and leaned her head gently against his shoulder. Half of her body leaned against him.
She could clearly feel Mojin's body stiffen for a moment, but he didn't push her away.
That was a good progress, she subtly curved her lips.
"After the Peach Banquet, this god will find a place to settle you."
His body stiffened for a moment, but soon he relaxed, speaking in a gentle voice.
This woman is a demon, and it's impossible to bring her to the Ninth Heaven. Unless the Emperor of the Heavens invites her, even the Demon Emperor cannot stay in the Ninth Heaven.
In that case, there is only another place to find for her to settle down.
Hearing that he would find a place to settle her, Yao Yao was naturally happy in her heart, but thinking of the Demon Emperor still unattacked, she frowned.
If she followed Mojin, what about the Demon Emperor? He was worth 100,000 points after all.
Moreover, the Demon Emperor's liking for her has reached 65 points, and an increase of five points would make her like him.
If she suddenly disappears, it would drop instantly to a negative number.
Her heart was filled with turmoil.
This world is indeed a battlefield of souls, and there will probably be more difficult choices in the future.
Both are her targets for conquest, so she can only take it one step at a time.
After thinking for a moment, she softly said, "My Lord, can it wait for a bit?"
"Why?"
Mojin's expression was puzzled, and he glanced at her with a furrowed brow, asking, "Is there something difficult you're facing?"
Yao Yao faintly nodded, looking at the man in front of her, "I am a demon from the demon realm. Even if I want to leave, I have to first deal with some matters. If I just leave like this, I'm afraid I will be labeled as a traitor by the demon realm and face assassination."
Mojin's brows furrowed deeply, "I have heard that you are no longer the Holy Maiden of the demon realm. What is there left to deal with?"
He thought of something and became slightly anxious, which he himself did not realize.
"Oh, by the way, you were suddenly removed from your position as a Holy Maiden, was it because of your unfaithfulness? Did the Demon Emperor punish you?"
