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Chapter 3692: 4.1292 Radiant Starlight

The little one reached up and looped her arms around his neck, her expression a bit unnatural, instantly trying to change the subject.

"So, you and Duan Yue had this planned out from the beginning?"

"Planned out from the beginning? You make us sound like bad guys!" Mo Lian frowned in dissatisfaction. "This is called strategizing effectively! Winning from a thousand miles away."

If it weren't to quickly resolve the matter with Rong Li, and the several factions secretly hoping for his misfortune, he wouldn't have arrived at the Heavenly Saint Palace so late, causing his Qiaoqiao some grievances.

Don't think he couldn't find out which families were involved.

Hmph, once he settles down and frees his hands, those people won't have an easy time of it in the future.

"Husband, put me down." The Little Poker Face said earnestly, "Today, I made an appointment with Rotten Peach Blossom to go into seclusion in the Peach Blossom Star for a while."

Mo Lian's eyes immediately narrowed dangerously. He looked down at his little wife. "First Duan Yue, now Rotten Peach Blossom. Wife, you've been mentioning other men's names all day today."

Grandmistress Qiao looked at her husband with a bewildered expression, then closed her eyes, feigning dizziness. "Feeling dizzy, husband. I'm going to sleep now."

"Heh heh."

My husband's laugh is a bit terrifying, what do I do?

"It's fine, you sleep. Wife, I'll give you a bath first."

The little one's face instantly crumpled, forming a huge grimace...

"Husband, I hurt!"

Mo Lian retracted his hand, cupped her small face, and looked at her seriously. "It's good that it hurts. Because our movements last night weren't very standard. This situation requires lots of practice for long-term improvement! Slowly, after we 'fuss' for a while longer, we'll definitely reach a state of unity between heaven and man!"

Why does he make it sound like practicing martial arts??

What kind of twisted logic is this? My husband always has a belly full of bizarre reasoning, what can I do?

The Little Poker Face couldn't keep up her act anymore. Her eyes opened, and in the moonlight, they seemed veiled with a layer of mist, humid and hazy, making Mo Lian's heart ripple endlessly.

His fingers couldn't help but trace down her small face, gently caressing it, soft as if water could spill from them.

His gaze became entangled with hers, seemingly destined to be intertwined forever.

At this moment, their breaths intertwined, the warmth from their bodies seemingly evaporating completely into the air.

Tonight, the starlight was radiant.

This scene, this feeling, this heart, intertwined endlessly, melting into a single passionate embrace.

"Qiaoqiao." He lightly pressed a kiss to her forehead, his low, hoarse voice whispering in her ear, "Remember to shield that star domain!"

Reaching out to part the bead curtain that shimmered and collided under the starlight, Mo Lian carried her swiftly into the pond.

As the gentle sound of water slowly began to fill the air, faint moans mixed with deep breaths merged with the entire night...

The next morning, Grandmistress Qiao, with a grumpy little face, struggled to get out of bed, only to be scooped up by the refreshed man beside her.

"Qiaoqiao." Crown Prince Mo leaned in and nuzzled her face, grinning. "The weather's wonderful today! Look, the sun's already out so early! Husband will take you somewhere nice, I guarantee you'll love it."

"Where?" The little one's face was tightly set, and she glared at him huffily.

"An outing in the countryside." The man stretched his neck and lightly pecked her on the cheek.