Mo Lin held Su Youwei as she wept tears of joy, feeling her delicate body tremble slightly with excitement. His heart brimmed with tenderness and affection. He gently patted her back, letting her turn the longing and grievances she had accumulated over the years into tears that soaked his clothes.
Yet through the powerful perception of his Immortal Eye, he could clearly "see" a cool, icy presence hovering in the void not far outside this cave abode, which had been sealed off by layer upon layer of restrictions. It had not truly left.
It was Wu Yao.
She really had not left. With her prideful nature, how could she truly not care when she had said, "As you wish"? At this moment, she was probably "watching coldly" as everything inside the cave abode unfolded, wasn't she?
The corner of Mo Lin's lips curled into an imperceptible smile. This Ice Mountain Beauty had quite a unique charm when she got jealous.
Su Youwei's crying gradually subsided into soft sobs. Embarrassed, she lifted her head from Mo Lin's embrace. Her lovely face was flushed, and her eyes were still a little swollen, yet dazzlingly bright.
Seeing the large wet patch on Mo Lin's chest, she shyly said in a low voice, "Sorry, Brother Mo Lin, I got your clothes wet..."
"It's only a piece of clothing. How could it be more important than my Youwei?" Mo Lin smiled and lightly scraped the tip of her pert nose with his finger, his tone indulgent.
After a pause, he looked at Su Youwei's still-reddened eyes and voiced a trace of doubt in his heart. "Youwei, I'm actually a little curious. We... were separated for several years, after all. I thought that after so long, those feelings might have faded somewhat. How did you... the