kvmb Chapter 175 Red-Warm Fish
Chapter 175 Red-Warm Fish
"Ahhh—Xingyao! You two... what's going on?!"
A scream loud enough to shatter the night's tranquility abruptly broke the silence. Puyang Minghui lifted the tent flap, and as soon as she stepped inside, she froze on the spot as if struck by lightning. The spiritual fruit she was holding fell to the ground with a "thud," rolling several times before coming to a stop.
Inside the tent, Nalan Xingyao and Chu Yichen sat side by side on a brocade cushion, their posture intimate. Nalan Xingyao's cheeks were flushed, like peach blossoms blooming in early March, and she smiled softly with her eyes lowered; while Chu Yichen's ears were red, and he held her hand shyly, but his expression carried a hint of smugness.
"I was only gone for half a day... and you... you..." Puyang Minghui pointed at the two of them with trembling fingers, her voice trembling, full of heartache, "Xingyao, are you confused! How could you let that wild boar Chu Yichen eat fine chaff?!"
The flickering light inside the tent cast distorted shadows of the three figures onto the canvas. Upon hearing this, Chu Yichen lazily raised an eyebrow, reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind Nalan Xingyao's ear, and slowly looked up at her.
“Minghui, Minghui,” he smiled, his roguish appearance making him look like he deserved a beating, “You’re wronging me. With my handsome and dashing appearance, Xingyao has a discerning eye and would naturally choose me.”
As he spoke, he deliberately raised their tightly clasped hands, which made Nalan Xingyao laugh and lightly punch him.
"Pah! You're really good at recognizing pigs!" Puyang Minghui stomped her foot in disgust. "Chu Yichen, your shamelessness far surpasses your defensive skills!"
After saying that, she took three steps forward, deftly separated the two's clasped hands, pushed Chu Yichen out, and sat down next to Nalan Xingyao with an air of authority, even shaking her head smugly.
"Hey, you brat!" Chu Yichen stumbled from the push, but glared at her irritably after regaining his balance.
"What?" Puyang Minghui raised her chin, hooked her arm around Nalan Xingyao's with a smug look, and smiled broadly. "You dare to touch me? Xingyao will definitely protect me, hehehe~"
The tent suddenly became lively and noisy, but Nalan Xingyao just watched them quietly, her eyes and brows full of tenderness.
Just then, the tent flap was suddenly flung open again, and a cold, aloof figure silently entered. Ji Moyu, dressed in a dark green outfit, walked past the crowd with a cold expression and lay down on his small bed without even raising his eyes.
The laughter and chatter abruptly stopped, and the air suddenly froze.
Puyang Minghui coughed lightly, immediately suppressing her smile and unconsciously straightening her back. Chu Yichen touched his nose, tactfully sitting back down next to Nalan Xingyao, and whispered, "How about we cultivate for a while?"
After a few breaths, only faint breathing could be heard in the tent, the silence was suffocating.
After an unknown amount of time, a clear, melodious female voice came from outside the tent: "Oh, why is it so quiet today? I thought I had come to the wrong place." Immediately afterward, Chu Qiuchi lifted the curtain and entered, her face beaming with smiles.
Four pairs of eyes turned to her. Just as Puyang Minghui was about to complain, Ji Moyu, who had been silent in the corner, suddenly moved.
"Qiu Chi." He stood up quickly, his tone three degrees lower than usual, but his eyes were extremely serious. He took a few steps forward and grabbed her wrist. "Let's talk in private."
Chu Qiuchi blinked, looked up into those eyes that were usually as cold as a deep pool, and found that there seemed to be an undercurrent flowing in them at this moment.
"Okay." She smiled gently, her eyes sparkling, and let him lead her out.
The moonlight was bright, casting long shadows of the two figures. Chu Qiuchi looked down at their shadows, then glanced at his long, strong fingers, a subtle smile playing on his lips.
The fish finally took the bait.
She walked with light steps, and the smile on her lips was impossible to hide.
She remembered that on the night Auster joined, the two had a long talk. He pointed out the subtle barrier between her and Ji Moyu and offered to help her. This led to their close "cooperation" over the past few months.
And as it turned out, his strategy was indeed effective.
Now—the hunter is in position, and so is the prey.
As for Auster's motives for helping, firstly, he wanted to do her a favor, and secondly, he wanted to use her influence to integrate into their team more quickly and further win over talents from these top families. After all, three people in their team had powerful and influential families behind them, and she and Chu Yichen also had promising futures.
For both public and private reasons, Auster would not let this rare opportunity slip by.
However... Auster seems a bit unusual today.
Chu Qiuchi couldn't help but chuckle softly, then shook her head. Oh well, whatever. Anyway, this fish that took the bait on its own will definitely put on a spectacular show for her later. Just thinking about it made her a little excited.
The two stopped in an open area not far from the tent. Chu Qiuchi glanced back at the tent and, through the slightly swaying curtain, saw several hurried figures flash by. She couldn't help but smile inwardly. It seemed she wasn't the only one anticipating the final curtain call of this "grand show."
Just as she was lost in thought, Ji Moyu's cold yet clear voice rang in her ears, striking straight to her heart like a thunderclap, instantly disrupting her thoughts and causing an indescribable shock to explode in her ears.
"Qiu Chi, I like you." His voice was deep, but his tone was unusually direct, so blunt that she was almost speechless. "Would you like to be with me?"
For a moment, the air seemed to stand still. All the sounds around her blurred, leaving only the booming echo in her mind. That sudden confession, so incredibly real and shocking, momentarily robbed her of her reason.
Her heart pounded, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she stared blankly at Ji Moyu, her mind a complete blank. Suddenly, she couldn't find a single word to respond.
There was no romantic prelude, no hesitant probing. He was like a drawn sword, piercing through all her defenses with the most swift and decisive strike when she was least expecting it.
The moonlight slanted across his brows, gilding the face she had secretly coveted since their first meeting with him. The aloof and arrogant boy of yesteryear had grown up; his phoenix eyes beneath his sword-like brows remained as sharp as frost and snow, his nose was sculpted like jade from Kunlun, and his jawline was so clean it could cut a finger, yet his tightly pursed thin lips revealed an alluring pale pink hue.
It looks very friendly.
If it weren't for the murderous aura surrounding him, who knows how many admirers he would have attracted.
Is she really going to get what she wants?
Suddenly, the boy's Adam's apple bobbed, the protrusion on his long neck tracing a breathtaking arc. Chu Qiuchi's breath caught in her throat, as if she could see a snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains blooming layer by layer before her, revealing its most hidden stamen.
The body made the choice before reason.
When she tiptoed, she smelled the faint scent of cedar on his clothes, and when her lips touched the rolling protrusion, she could clearly feel the hot blood surging beneath his veins.
“Qiu…” His low, husky voice trailed off after only half a word. The girl’s teeth gently grazed his most sensitive spot, his Adam’s apple, and the warmth of her lips and the sensation between her teeth sent a shiver down his spine. His hands, hanging by his sides, tightened abruptly, his knuckles turning white, and his dark green sleeves fluttered even without wind.
Immediately afterwards, a soft "click" sound came from beside her—it was Ji Moyu making the sound of her knuckles.
When Chu Qiuchi looked up, he saw, by the moonlight, that the tips of his jade-like ears were red to the point of being almost transparent, like a fire suddenly ignited under the ice, making the surrounding air feel hot.