Do You Like It?

To be honest, Wuma Xiu was quite curious about what it would be like to meet himself.

Goddess of Beauty's eyes darted around, and a smile appeared on his face. He was already flamboyant, and this smile made his eyes even more Flowing Light, as if the splendor of the entire Sea of Stars was blooming in the corners of his eyes.

"I've heard the Moon God is aloof and proud; I wonder if she'd welcome me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver-white palace gates of the Moon God Palace opened silently, as if to say, "Please come in."

"It seems they welcome us."

The Goddess of Beauty patted the pink Flowing Cloud beneath her that was still pretending to be dead, and her smile deepened.

"Flowing Cloud, let's go inside."

Then, the Flowing Clouds slowly carried the Goddess of Beauty into the gate of the Moon God Palace.

Inside the palace gates, the moonlight shone like silk, its silvery glow carpeting the ground.

The moonflowers on both sides of the road were blooming quietly, and the entire palace was shrouded in a tranquility that was completely different from that of the Goddess of Beauty.

The Flowing Clouds finally stopped in front of a half-open door.

The Goddess of Beauty jumped down from the Flowing Clouds.

Without knocking, he reached out and pushed open the half-closed door, then walked in with light steps.

There wasn't much furnishing inside; it was mostly just bookshelves.

Moonlight poured down from the transparent crystal dome, bathing the entire room in a gentle silver glow.

The Goddess of Beauty glanced around at the surroundings, and her gaze was immediately drawn to one person.

The Moon God was leaning against a Soft Couch, holding a book in her hands.

Her silvery-white hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall of Moonlight, almost blending into the plain-colored blanket on the couch. The hand that turned the pages was fair and slender, with distinct knuckles; her fingertips lightly traced the pages, and a new one was turned.

He was watching intently, his long eyelashes drooping slightly.

If this scene happened to someone else or another god, it probably wouldn't bother them.

But the Goddess of Beauty is not one to pay attention to the atmosphere.

In the blink of an eye, he was beside the Moon God, leaning close to her face, almost touching her cheek, and said with a smile:

"You really look beautiful. May I call you Yue?"

The Moon God didn't look away from the book; instead, she freed one hand and placed it on the Goddess of Beauty's face.

He pushed that face, which was so close, away.

"Don't disturb me while I'm reading. Also, is it fun to chat with yourself?" The Moon God's voice was clear and calm, carrying a hint of helplessness that she had already anticipated.

They were originally one person.

For the Moon God goddess, there was no need to meet or chat.

You'd be better off reading a few books than wasting time on this.

"That's fun!"

The Goddess of Beauty nodded as a matter of course, removed the red veil from her face, and then reached out to take the book from the Moon God's hand, casually setting it aside.

The Moon God finally raised her eyes, her gaze shifting from her empty palms to the radiant face of the Goddess of Beauty.

Their eyes met; one smiled radiantly, the other remained aloof and helpless.

The Goddess of Beauty leaned forward, her long hair cascading down her shoulders, brushing against the back of the Moon God's hand resting on her knees, and a smug yet self-assured smile curved her lips.

"Reading a book is nowhere near as interesting as watching me."

The Moon God picked up the book that the Goddess of Beauty had placed on the low table and turned back to the page she had just been reading.

I think reading is more interesting.

"What!"

The Goddess of Beauty leaned back in disbelief, her eyes filled with shock.

He pointed at himself.

This face, this angle, this distance.

He was so close just now, his eyelashes almost brushed against the other person's cheek.

"You've seen me, and you can still concentrate on your book?"

The Moon God looked up from the book and glanced at the Goddess of Beauty again. He commented, "Silly."

They're both the same person, and I don't know why the other person feels like they're captivated by him.

This face might be enough to make someone lose their senses in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, it was his own face.

Who would swoon over their own reflection in a mirror?

The Goddess of Beauty certainly understood this principle as well.

But even though he understood, he still took it for granted that even if they were the same person, his charisma would at least be enough to amaze the other person.

However, as it turned out, the Moon God completely ignored him.

The Goddess of Beauty floated back to Flowing Cloud's side, looking dejected. She slumped onto a cloud, her dark hair cascading down and covering half of it. She turned her face to the side, burying half her face in the cloud, and spoke in a muffled voice:

"Flowing Cloud, I'm being ignored. Yue is ignoring me."

Flowing Cloud silently adjusted her color to light gray.

It was just a cloud, not quite knowing how to comfort its own Gods.

But having been by the Goddess of Beauty's side for so long, it knew that he wasn't truly sad.

This listless appearance is just a temporary tantrum; it will be fine in a little while.

Sure enough, after a short while, the Goddess of Beauty propped up her face again. She lay on her side on the Flowing Clouds, one leg slightly bent, her dark hair falling from the edge of the clouds, and casually put on the veil again.

He swept his hand over his body, and with a flash of golden Divine Power, he instantly changed into a new set of clothes.

The fabric was an extremely thin, silver-red color, with fine gold flecks adorning the cuffs, and the neckline was opened just right—neither overly ostentatious nor lacking in subtle design details.

He tilted his head slightly, his veil swaying gently with the movement.

She revealed a small section of her chin, and even her voice sounded more alluring than usual when she spoke.

"Look at this outfit, do you like it?"

As it turns out, when Goddess of Beauty wants to seduce someone, no one can resist.

Except for himself.

The Moon God remained unmoved, letting the Goddess of Beauty strike a thousand poses, her gaze always fixed on the pages of the book.

The Goddess of Beauty seduces, seduces again, and continues to seduce.

He changed his posture seven or eight times, adjusted the angle of his veil several times, and even carefully refined the tone of his voice several times.

Finally, the Goddess of Beauty had no more options. She leaned back against the Flowing Clouds, gazed at the pristine ceiling of the Moon God Palace, and sighed sincerely:

His will proved to be just that firm.

But it's not good at all.

"If this doesn't work, does it mean I have to strip naked?"

The Goddess of Beauty turned her head to look at the Moon God, her tone carrying a hint of resigned mockery.

These words made the Moon God raise her head.

"Oh, so you're interested in my body? It's not impossible for you to see, since you're one of us."

The Goddess of Beauty placed her hand on her Collarbone, about to pull it down.