As he spoke, he took a long, deep breath from Weisheng Moran's fragrant lips!
They truly were sweet and delectable, intoxicating beyond measure.
That little darling, along with the warmth, strength, and dependable feeling of his embrace, instantly lifted Weisheng Moran's spirits. She had originally felt somewhat disappointed in and angered by Mu Dongli.
She had never cared much about Mu Dongli in the first place. Now, she cared even less.
On the contrary, all those ugly things Mu Dongli had said just now—Li Tianming's appearance at this moment was undoubtedly a retort to her!
Thus, after Li Tianming finished speaking, Weisheng Moran looked at Mu Dongli and said coolly, "Master, my affairs of love are not for you to worry about. You were right: there aren't many people in this world who love me. But for me, having him alone is enough."
Everything between the two of them clearly told Mu Dongli that they had never broken things off. That was the truth.
He had never broken things off with Zi Zhen, and even less so with Weisheng Moran!
What made Mu Dongli furious enough to smoke was that the Winter Glaze Palace was her sacred place. She had not even been willing to share tender moments with the cult master here, yet these two had actually been secretly doing that here behind her back?
Mu Dongli's five viscera and six bowels were about to explode from rage on the spot!
Fortunately, she retained her last shred of reason.
This brat dared to show himself, dared to confess—was he planning to die here for Weisheng Moran? No! He isn't that mindless!
Mu Dongli certainly could not let them go. If the cult master learned of all this, he would not spare these two turtles caught in a jar either!