lcionline Chapter 380
Chapter 380
Their eyes met, and both of them seemed startled by the other's sudden action.
Such a strong sense of familiarity. God, how could I be so attached to each other's arms?
Well, I can't bear to separate, I want to hug you again...
But, I feel embarrassed not to separate...
Di Xiuyan and Mu Wanyan's faces turned red like ripe tomatoes at the same time. They let go of each other and said to each other, "I'm sorry."
Then the next second, they hugged each other tightly again.
Oh no, how could this happen?
Their bodies were like the north and south poles of magnets. Once they touched each other, they wanted to stick completely to each other.
"sorry."
"sorry."
The two continued to apologize, then let go, and then the next second.
"what--"
"Um--"
Dusted body memories, skin hunger, the two hugged each other tightly again.
Mu Wanyan: Am I crazy? How can I be so attached to my father-in-law?
Emperor Xiuyan: Am I crazy? Why can't I control myself? What if I scare Yanyan?
"I feel a little dizzy..."
"I feel a little dizzy..."
The two people said in unison.
The next second, Di Xiuyan lifted her chin with his slender fingers, and Mu Wanyan climbed onto his shoulders with both hands.
The two people's sexy lips touched each other again by coincidence.
One kiss, another kiss, and another kiss.
Then they separated as if they were scalded by boiling water, both of them opened their eyes wide, it was unbelievable.
"what happened?"
"sorry."
Mu Wanyan, Di Xiuyan:
"I did not do it on purpose……"
"I did not do it on purpose……"
Di Xiuyan was so excited that Mu Wanyan almost died of shame and anger.
Although their lips parted, their bodies still maintained the posture of Di Xiuyan holding Mu Wanyan.
Suddenly, Mu Wanyan's pupils shrank sharply, and she looked at Di Xiuyan excitedly, "You...you...you are not a eunuch."
Di Xiuyan's eyes dimmed, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Sister, don't doubt me, I am a true eunuch."
Mu Wanyan: "You...you...don't think I don't know what that is..." She was about to cry.
Di Xiuyan: "Sister, this eunuch has no martial arts skills, so I can only carry a sword with me at all times."
Mu Wanyan: "I...I...I still don't quite believe it."
Di Xiuyan: "Sister, are you going to verify your identity again?"
A handsome face that looked like an unmortal showed disappointment, "You just swore a solemn oath, saying that you would protect me."
Mu Wanyan hung her head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't really understand. I just... just... it was my sister who was reckless."
She wanted to jump off Di Xiuyan's body, but was pulled back by Di Xiuyan.
"Sister, there is no need to blame yourself or be ashamed. I am a eunuch, and in my eyes, there is no gender."
"Hmm?" Mu Wanyan's eyes widened. "Are you serious?"
Di Xiuyan: “Absolutely true.”
"Brother likes men?"
Di Xiuyan frowned and pondered for a long time before saying, "Asexual, I don't like men or women."
Mu Wanyan nodded as if it was a matter of fact. "I think I understand. In other words..."
"In other words, you can hug me and put your arm around my shoulders. After all, I am a eunuch." Di Xiuyan interrupted Mu Wanyan and brainwashed her.
Mu Wanyan: “…” No, how can this be tolerated?
She was not successfully brainwashed and jumped off the man's lap. "I don't even know my foster brother's name."
Di Xiuyan: "I grew up in a poor family with no name or surname. My parents only called me: The Second Brother."
"The Queen Regent saw how well I served, so he gave me the name Xiao Yan. Everyone calls me Eunuch Yan."
Mu Wanyan: "Okay, brother Xiaoyan, in the future... in the future you will have a sister, and I... I have a lot of money."
Di Xiuyan took out a dagger and handed it to Mu Wanyan, "This is a tattered bronze dagger. I'm giving it to you as a token of my love. I'll go find you when I want to eat meat in the future."
Mu Wanyan was filled with grief. She stood on tiptoe and touched Di Xiuyan's head. "Poor little Yan, I won't let you starve."
She didn't know that this bronze dagger, named "Xuan Yue", was a treasure that many martial arts masters were vying for.
It may seem insignificant, but it is actually as powerful as cutting through mud. If you really measure it with gold and silver, I'm afraid it can buy several streets in minutes.
After a while, Mu Wanyan asked Di Xiuyan again, "Is there anyone in your palace who is highly skilled in martial arts, has a body shape very similar to yours, and smells very similar to you?"
There was disappointment in her peach blossom eyes. "I still want to find that lecher and ask him whether he was forced by Pei Mochen or did he do it on purpose?"
Di Xiuyan: "What if it's forced? What if it's intentional?"
Mu Wanyan: "If he was forced, I would kill him. If he did it on purpose and harmed me together with my scumbag husband, I would... I would have to castrate him first and then kill him."
"Hiss——" Di Xiuyan couldn't help but let out a hissing sound. After hearing it, he felt a dull pain in his abdomen.
His thin lips parted slightly: "There was a deserter, maybe the one you mentioned, but he fell off a cliff and died yesterday."
"Or maybe you forgot..." Him?
Mu Wanyan: "Can you draw it for me?"
Emperor Xiuyan: “…”
He rubbed his brows and said, "Well...it's not impossible."
He took her to the study, picked up his writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to invent the character "Dengtuzi" for Mu Wanyan to see.
As a result, Di Xiuyan, who was extremely talented in painting, became absorbed in the painting. He thought of his own appearance in his mind, and then he painted "Dengtu Zi" stroke by stroke.
Mu Wanyan picked up the painting and frowned, "Why does it look more and more like your self-portrait?"