As soon as this thought came out, Qiu'er was stunned. She once again recalled the scene she had encountered before, and recalled Mistress Sister's attitude of not resisting at all, and even holding the guy's neck with both hands. The answer seemed to be ready to come out.
If, if it was really Mistress Sister who took the initiative, then what are all the efforts she had made before, those plans to save Mistress Sister and share the burden?
Mistress Sister doesn't need her help at all? Aren't her previous actions meaningless, even... a bit ridiculous?
Qiu'er's eyes became a little dull again, and a strong feeling of loss and self-doubt came into his heart, but soon, the innate pride and stubbornness took over again. No, even if Mistress Sister was the one who took the initiative, that guy couldn't get away with it! Moreover, she had to figure it out!
What the hell is going on!
The next moment, Qiu'er suddenly raised his head and looked at Bi Ji, his eyes became firm again, even with a determination that was like burning the boat. "Aunt Bi Ji, I understand!"
Bi Ji:"...?"
Huh?
Bi Ji blinked, no, you understand? I haven't even started to comfort you yet!
Bi Ji looked at Qiu'er's red eyes that were full of fighting spirit and seemed to be on fire, and became even more confused, "What... do you understand?" Bi Ji couldn't help but ask.
"I'm going to find him! Ask him clearly!" Qiu'er clenched his fists and spoke decisively. Bi Ji blinked. He was a little confused. Who should I ask for?
Bi Ji looked at the little Qiu'er who had been raised by her family with such high morale, as if she was about to die heroically, she didn't know what to say for a moment, but...
It looks like there is no need for comfort?
Bi Ji fell into deep thought.
Day after day, day after day, in the morning a few days later, the sun once again shines into the room on the top floor of Silver Brilliance Tree. On the soft big bed, the two figures are still sleeping hugging each other, with an intimate posture. The long silver hair is naturally scattered, and a hand is gently hugging the hair. The two fit together, Gu Yue curled up in Kong Ming'an's arms, her hands unconsciously wrapped around his neck. Her cold and beautiful face looked much softer in her sleep, not as indifferent as usual. Her long eyelashes were lightly covered, but her brows were slightly furrowed, her mouth was slightly open, and she was breathing lightly and regularly, with a hint of laziness and fatigue afterwards.
First-Class God's body is indeed powerful, and her resilience is amazing, but her internal strength and physical strength were temporarily suppressed by this guy with Martial Soul Fusion Skill's deep connection. If you really count, she is probably not much stronger than ordinary humans. At most, she is stronger and cannot be broken. Only--
Being able to be manipulated, haha... She thought she would be proud and proud after regaining her strength, but in the end... she was bullied to the point of being unable to resist. What kind of recovery of strength is this?
Weird thoughts were flowing, Gu Yue woke up in a daze, feeling the soreness still present in her body. She moved slightly, trying to adjust her posture, and then she frowned slightly,... Is it over?
Gu Yue felt dizzy. She thought she would have to change her position and be bullied again when she woke up this time. Unexpectedly, she was let go...
She raised her eyes, her purple eyes still filled with the hazy moisture of just waking up, and met Kong Ming'an's gaze, which had already woken up and was looking down at her. She blinked her eyes hazy, and couldn't help but speak out, her voice was hoarse after waking up and a hint of subconscious complaint. "... Why did you stop?"
Kong Ming'an reached out and pushed a strand of sweat-dampened silver hair on her cheek behind her ear. His fingertips inadvertently brushed against her warm ear shell and said, "Calculating the time, there are only a few days left before the agreed seven-day period. We should leave early to Demon Plane to investigate the situation and make some arrangements."
Kong Ming'an paused and added, "It's time to get down to business, not to play around with things."
Gu Yue heard this, her movements paused, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction with being interrupted and unfinished feelings in her heart, but she also knew that business was important, and this matter was indeed what she had promised before, and had been delayed for a few days. However, she couldn't help but look away, and retorted in a slightly stiff and dissatisfied tone, "Who loses his mind playing with things?"
Kong Ming'an chuckled softly, with a gentle tone, as if coaxing, "Okay, okay, it's okay for me to play with things and lose my ambition, right?"
He said, but he changed his position slightly while holding Dragon King Miss. He sat up slightly and leaned his back on the pillow. Dragon King Miss snorted softly, seeming to agree with what he said, and then lay on top of him., his body was still soft and he still looked like he didn't want to move. He stretched out his hand and gently caressed Dragon King Miss's waist. After thinking about it, he said, "However, before I go, there is one more thing I think I should tell you."
Gu Yue raised her eyes slightly and looked at him again. For some reason, after these days of in-depth communication and being severely bullied, she found that she didn't seem to be so afraid of him.
Probably because she was bullied like this anyway, and her bottom line was severely exceeded. On the contrary, she felt as calm as breaking a pot. With a hint of haziness and laziness, she asked softly, "What's the matter?"
Kong Ming'an lowered his eyes, his arms still wrapped around her slender but flexible waist, and his fingertips unconsciously caressed the delicate skin on her waist and the delicate and looming Dragon Scale, Gu Yue only felt a slight itching and trembling feeling, and his body trembled slightly unconsciously. He frowned and looked at him. It was only at this moment that Kong Ming'an slowly spoke, "It's about Qiu'er."
"Qiu'er?"
Gu Yue suddenly frowned and twisted uncomfortably in his arms. Then he released the hands around his neck and put his hands on his chest. With a little help, Gu Yue immediately sat upright. Lifting her body and facing each other, she was slightly higher than him. With some obvious dissatisfaction, her bright purple eyes stared at him closely, "I'm like this, and you still want to harm Qiu'er?!"
There was anger and a hint of imperceptible grievance in his voice, and Gu Yue frowned and stared at him.
Kong Ming'an blinked and looked at Dragon King Miss who was very close to him, looking somewhat arrogant. His eyes flickered slightly and he was not in a hurry to explain. Kong Ming'an sat up slightly, Gu Yue was caught off guard, groaned, and fell back into his arms. His waist was tightly wrapped by his strong arms. He rested his chin on her shoulder, rubbed his cheek affectionately against the warm and delicate skin on the side of her neck, and said unhurriedly, "It's not what you think."
Gu Yue's body stiffened slightly, then softened again, and his anger was obviously reduced, but he still bit his lip, and his voice was a bit cold. "Then tell me, what is it?"
Kong Ming'an patted her back soothingly with one hand, and quietly slid down with the other hand, holding the tip of the silver dragon tail that was hanging behind her back and swinging unconsciously due to her emotional fluctuations. Her fingertips slowly rubbed the delicate and cold scales, Kong Ming'an said casually, "Qiu'er has been here, and... she saw it all."
As soon as the words fell, Kong Ming'an felt that Gu Yue's body instantly tensed up and became even more nervous.