Chapter 169
"What are you doing here?" Ye Qing Luo's fingers curled into a wisp of his black hair, twining around her fingers.
Di Mo Xuan's thin lips hooked up slightly, whispering: "I missed you, so I came to see you."
"Sneaking into the Heavenly Academy in the middle of the night and touching the female dormitory, if the guards saw you, you will be regarded as a rapist."
Ye Qing Luo tugged at his long hair, raised her head and looked at him playfully.
But when she raised her head, she was met with a pair of peach blossom eyes.
When they looked at each other, there seemed to be an electric current.
Her body and mind suddenly went numb, her heart was beating wildly.
Di Mo Xuan's brows were full of laziness, his five fingers lightly lifted her chin: "Plucking, is a flower, I wonder if Ah Luo is willing to let me pluck you?"
Ye Qing Luo's cheeks flushed red.
These words, why did it sound ….. like he was expressing his feelings to her.
"Don't speak, it means you agree." Di Mo Xuan's lips hooked up, the hand on her chin suddenly buckled …
Her body, along with the strength of the man's fingertips, moved closer to the man.
Immediately, that peerless face, enlarged in her pupils.
Warm lips, pasted on her lips.
Originally it was just a simple touch, Ye Qing Luo reacted and subconsciously stepped back.
But the man's arm, increased the strength.
The big palm fell on the back of her head, forcefully deepening the kiss.
He invaded her territory, occupying all her sweetness.
Ye Qing Luo's breathing was rapid, her mind was blank, the strength of her body, seemed to be drained by Di Mo Xuan.
Her whole body was numb, she had no consciousness to resist.
Being hugged by him, being touched by him, she was used to it, it was nothing.
But ….
Why was it that even kisses, she was used to it?
She …. shouldn't be towards Di Mo Xuan ….
This thought, made Ye Qing Luo quiver, the whole person immediately regained her senses.
"Wu — — Wu — —"
Ye Qing Luo's charming eyes revealed anger, raised her fist, struggling to pound on Di Mo Xuan's chest.
But Di Mo Xuan seemed to deliberately go against her, the more she struggled, the fiercer he kissed, as if he wanted to kiss away all her reason and swallow her into his stomach.
It was until the man's jet black eyes turned deep black before he released Ye Qing Luo's lips.
Facing Ye Qing Luo's angry and embarrassed expression, Di Mo Xuan was like a cat that had stolen a fish, his lips curled into a satisfied smile.
"Looks like … I picked the right flower." Di Mo Xuan gave a low laugh as his fingers caressed his lips, seemingly wanting to continue, "The taste is not bad."
His actions, his words, made Ye Qing Luo feel even more ashamed and indignant.
She raised her arm and was about to slap him.
Her speed was fast, but Di Mo Xuan's speed was even faster.
Just as he made his move, he felt a grip on his wrist.
The man's large palm held her tightly, and then pulled her into his embrace.
Ye Qing Luo's face bumped into Di Mo Xuan's chest.
The fresh and elegant smell of sandalwood was getting thicker.
As though it was going to make Ye Qing Luo faint.
"Emperor! Ink! Mystic! … "
Just as Ye Qing Luo was about to lash out at Di Mo Xuan, he immediately changed the topic: "Ah Luo, I'm here to return your things."
"You …" Ye Qing Luo gritted her teeth in anger.
Damn it!
This man was definitely her nemesis, wasn't he!
Once she met him, she would definitely be at a disadvantage!
He didn't play the cards according to common sense!
Sure enough, it was a world where the bigger fist was the hard truth.
She couldn't beat Di Mo Xuan in a fight, couldn't scold Di Mo Xuan, even her sarcastic remarks could be ignored by Di Mo Xuan … "What are you doing here?" Ye Qing Luo's fingers curled into a wisp of his black hair, twining around her fingers.
Di Mo Xuan's thin lips hooked up slightly, whispering: "I missed you, so I came to see you."
"Sneaking into the Heavenly Academy in the middle of the night and touching the female dormitory, if the guards saw you, you will be regarded as a rapist."
Ye Qing Luo tugged at his long hair, raised her head and looked at him playfully.
But when she raised her head, she was met with a pair of peach blossom eyes.
When they looked at each other, there seemed to be an electric current.
Her body and mind suddenly went numb, her heart was beating wildly.
Di Mo Xuan's brows were full of laziness, his five fingers lightly lifted her chin: "Plucking, is a flower, I wonder if Ah Luo is willing to let me pluck you?"
Ye Qing Luo's cheeks flushed red.
These words, why did it sound ….. like he was expressing his feelings to her.
"Don't speak, it means you agree." Di Mo Xuan's lips hooked up, the hand on her chin suddenly buckled …
Her body, along with the strength of the man's fingertips, moved closer to the man.
Immediately, that peerless face, enlarged in her pupils.
Warm lips, pasted on her lips.
Originally it was just a simple touch, Ye Qing Luo reacted and subconsciously stepped back.
But the man's arm, increased the strength.
The big palm fell on the back of her head, forcefully deepening the kiss.
He invaded her territory, occupying all her sweetness.
Ye Qing Luo's breathing was rapid, her mind was blank, the strength of her body, seemed to be drained by Di Mo Xuan.
Her whole body was numb, she had no consciousness to resist.
Being hugged by him, being touched by him, she was used to it, it was nothing.
But ….
Why was it that even kisses, she was used to it?
She …. shouldn't be towards Di Mo Xuan ….
This thought, made Ye Qing Luo quiver, the whole person immediately regained her senses.
"Wu — — Wu — —"
Ye Qing Luo's charming eyes revealed anger, raised her fist, struggling to pound on Di Mo Xuan's chest.
But Di Mo Xuan seemed to deliberately go against her, the more she struggled, the fiercer he kissed, as if he wanted to kiss away all her reason and swallow her into his stomach.
It was until the man's jet black eyes turned deep black before he released Ye Qing Luo's lips.
Facing Ye Qing Luo's angry and embarrassed expression, Di Mo Xuan was like a cat that had stolen a fish, his lips curled into a satisfied smile.
"Looks like … I picked the right flower." Di Mo Xuan gave a low laugh as his fingers caressed his lips, seemingly wanting to continue, "The taste is not bad."
His actions, his words, made Ye Qing Luo feel even more ashamed and indignant.
She raised her arm and was about to slap him.
Her speed was fast, but Di Mo Xuan's speed was even faster.
Just as he made his move, he felt a grip on his wrist.
The man's large palm held her tightly, and then pulled her into his embrace.
Ye Qing Luo's face bumped into Di Mo Xuan's chest.
The fresh and elegant smell of sandalwood was getting thicker.
As though it was going to make Ye Qing Luo faint.
"Emperor! Ink! Mystic! … "
Just as Ye Qing Luo was about to lash out at Di Mo Xuan, he immediately changed the topic: "Ah Luo, I'm here to return your things."
"You …" Ye Qing Luo gritted her teeth in anger.
Damn it!
This man was definitely her nemesis, wasn't he!
Once she met him, she would definitely be at a disadvantage!
He didn't play the cards according to common sense!
Sure enough, it was a world where the bigger fist was the hard truth.
She couldn't beat Di Mo Xuan in a fight, couldn't scold Di Mo Xuan, even her sarcastic remarks could be ignored by Di Mo Xuan …