“Feng Guang…”
“Don’t even think about refusing. If you’re going, then I have to go too. What if you get tricked by that old man again and I’m not there? Look at us now. What do you think will happen to me? I’ll have no chance of marrying anyone else! If something happens to you, won’t I be left a widow?” As she spoke, she grabbed his hand, shaking it back and forth, her sweet voice causing a flutter in his heart. Yes, she was acting spoiled.
She couldn’t bear to let him face the sly and crafty Yimu alone. After all, Fang Yue had suffered so much because of him. If she hadn’t shown up, she feared she would only be left with his corpse. What’s more, he was a man who valued old relationships. If Yimu used their bond as master and disciple to manipulate him, she worried he might fall into some trap again. Feng Guang had made up her mind—she would protect him no matter what.
Fang Yue understood her concern and couldn’t resist her act of being spoiled. His expression softened, and as if soothing a child, he said, “Don’t worry, I won’t let my guard down again.”
“Fang Yue, if you don’t take me, do you believe I’ll find someone else to marry right away?” She had to resort to threatening him with this. He was stubborn, but so was she.
Hearing this, Fang Yue’s brows furrowed for a moment, but he still smiled gently. “Who else would Feng Guang want to marry, except me?”
Feng Guang felt suddenly flustered, but she told herself not to back down. She gathered her courage and said, “Don’t try to scare me. There are so many men in this world. I don’t believe that with my beauty, I couldn’t find someone else to marry. Anyway, if you’re not taking me and going to such a dangerous place alone, doesn’t that just mean you don’t trust me?”
“But Feng Guang just said that after what happened between us, you’d find it hard to marry anyone else.”
“Well…” She trailed off for a moment, searching for words before finally saying, “Then my charm of character will make them overlook all that.”
Charm of character…
That had some credibility. After all, wasn’t it her so-called “charm of character” that had attracted him in the first place before he had officially met her?
Fang Yue’s long fingers gently traced her chin. “So, Feng Guang, if you want to marry someone else, is that true?”
“If you’re going to leave me and head to such a dangerous place, then yes, it’s true.” Her gaze locked with his, unflinching, revealing her unchangeable determination.
A stubborn little girl.
Fang Yue thought to himself, then fell silent for a long while before pressing a kiss to her lips. “Alright, I’ll take you with me.”
He would protect her.
Before Feng Guang could even feel the joy of her small victory, he rolled on top of her, and she pushed against his shoulders. “Hey, it’s broad daylight. What do you think you’re doing?”
With a refined smile, he softly spoke two words, “Doing you.”
She saw his satisfied smile and couldn’t help but bite his shoulder angrily. In the end, she didn’t bite too hard, and in a pitiful tone, she asked, “You… you’re always such a proper person… but now… now you’re…”
Like a wolf in heat.
He chuckled lightly. “Didn’t Feng Guang say it herself? A man should be gentle with the woman he loves during the day but dominant in bed. Even if he doesn’t love you, he should fall in love with your body.”
Feng Guang was speechless, realizing she had dug her own grave!