Chapter 58.01
Mo Qing stared at me fixedly. Following which, I just awkwardly smiled like this, a face that congealed solemnly due to some nervousness.
However, without being nervous for long, my heart erupted forth a rush of resistance of “why was I so nervous?” As soon as I cleared my throat, I coughed dryly and said: “There’s no money in my netherworld account, so I found someone to borrow some money. However, borrowing money over there is a bit troublesome, so I picked someone to marry. I find him to get some money for a little assistance on expenses…”
“Lu Zhao Yao! You…” His voice was both low and deep, calling out my full name. For a moment, it actually made the skin on my face tighten. There was a kind of feeling of being berated by my maternal grandfather when I was a child.
This kind of feeling came suddenly. After momentarily making me nervous, it immediately turned into a long ago feeling, somewhere between discipline, concern, and special constraint. While this feeling of constraint was usually accompanied by a sense of security.
To be protected by others, it possessed a real sense of safety.
Mo Qing controlled his emotions. He appeared to be somewhat gnashing his teeth, as he said in a low voice: “You should get a beating.”
He was angry, but was helpless at the same time.
It was because he could not bear to hit me.
I turned my head to look at him, patting his chest: “Alright, alright, am I not taking your money to go conclude his matter? Don’t be angry anymore, the one I like is you.”
Haa… It was as if these words that I said and the tone that I used were extremely similar to a certain type of man in the secular world, but after Mo Qing heard me say “like,” he still could not stop the light in his eyes from stirring slightly.
I carefully observed his expression and saw that the flames in his eyes had almost subsided. I immediately pinched his chin and laughed at him: “Ai-ya, I simply like your jar of vinegar. It’s slightly sour, with just a sniff, I feel captivated. Quickly, let me have a taste.” I moved forward, wanting to kiss him.
Mo Qing, who had a taut face, finally could not resist my approach. He literally did not know whether to laugh or cry and turned his head away. He appeared to be extremely helpless. During the time that I was playing to my heart’s content, my heart suddenly transmitted a sharp tingling sensation.
My hand that was holding his chin could not endure the pain and slightly exerted a bit more force. The corners of my lips immediately also tightened to suppress the groan that almost came out.
“What’s wrong?”
Mo Qing immediately noticed my changes, so I turned my head to look at him. Just a moment ago, it was not easy to erase the pain and concern from the depths of his eyes, and now his eyebrows were furrowing once again.
“I’m fi-… Uh…” Even more severe pain was being transmitted to my heart and I momentarily could not stop the groan from escaping. At the same time, my body suddenly slid to the ground, and with all of Mo Qing’s might, he held me in his arms.
“Zhao Yao?” He called out my name, the timbre of his voice was extremely taut and tight.
I made Ugly Little Monster brokenhearted again…
When the third wave of acute pain came again, my soul was slammed out of Zhi Yan’s body. As I drifted out, behind me, I heard Zhi Yan’s body immediately inhaling great, deep breaths.
As soon as I turned my head, I saw Zhi Yan open her eyes. When she saw Mo Qing in front of her, she immediately stretched out both of her hands and abruptly pushed Mo Qing away. Mo Qing also conveniently let her go and threw her on the ground.
“Ai-ya!” Zhi Yan cried out in pain. Beside her, Mo Qing suppressed every terrified panic and restlessness within the depths of his eyes, hiding it deep within his heart. He looked coldly at Zhi Yan and asked: “Where is she?”
Hearing Mo Qing ask her, Zhi Yan was so scared that she did not even cry out in pain anymore. She promptly knelt upright on the ground. Off to the side, she looked at me, then she looked outside at the color of the sky: “I… I also don’t know why my soul suddenly returned at this time…”
I looked outside and faintly realized — The Hour of the Rat had passed.
*Hour of the Rat (子时 – zǐ shí) – between 11 p.m. and 1 a.m.
