Seeing the murderous look in Xiao Yan's eyes, Xiao Yue Ming's delicate body trembled, and she immediately threw back the covers and got out of bed.
Although Xiao Yan had been feeding and housing her well, the Young Girl understood what it all rested upon. She had pushed her mischief too far, and something "unpleasant" might very well await her.
Young Miss Yue Ming was no little girl who knew nothing.
Seeing the Young Girl readily surrender, Xiao Yan reluctantly reined in his temper.
In the end, I just can't bring myself to be cruel to her!
"You, honestly... what am I supposed to do with you?" He raised a hand, rubbed her head, and sighed.
Faced with the young man's head pat, Xiao Yue Ming did not feel much resistance. Instead, for some reason, strange thoughts stirred within her.
"Hurry up and wash up. I've kept breakfast warm for you." Xiao Yan withdrew his hand and turned to leave.
The Young Girl stood there in a daze for a while before finally moving to find clothes to change into.
After changing and washing up, she stepped out of her room and saw Xiao Yan sitting cross-legged on the balcony, meditating with his eyes closed. Yet she seemed entirely unsurprised by the sight and quietly sat at the dining table to eat the breakfast already laid out.
It was not until noon that Xiao Yan's body began to tremble violently. Accompanied by a muffled bang, an invisible vortex burst open around him, making the flowers and plants in the balcony pots sway wildly.
Xiao Yan opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. A faint flicker of flame seemed to dance within his pupils before vanishing again.
He lowered his gaze and clenched his fist, sensing the