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Ya Ya's steps suddenly stopped when the human and the demon walked in front of a jewelry store.
The shop's wooden window was half-open, and the glass lamps hanging inside were still lit, making the jewelry in the display case stand out exceptionally clearly.
The silver necklace was adorned with pearls, the jade bracelet gleamed softly, and most striking of all were a row of neatly arranged rings, set with various gemstones, which sparkled under the light.
Ya Ya stared at the jewelry, then suddenly fell silent.
Her smiling face gradually softened, her eyes became somewhat dazed, and her fingers unconsciously rubbed Mu Qinghan's palm, as if she were thinking about something.
Mu Qinghan noticed her distraction and gently squeezed her fingers, but she seemed not to feel it, her gaze still fixed on the counter.
He followed her gaze and his eyes quickly fell on a ring.
The ring was set on a delicate silver band with no intricate patterns, only a peony carved from crystal.
The petals are layered upon layered, with extremely smooth edges, and a tiny pink diamond is embedded in the very center, like a dewdrop in the heart of a peony, gleaming with a warm light under the lamp.
Unassuming, yet exceptionally moving.
Mu Qinghan didn't disturb her. He quietly came up behind her, his arm passing through her side. He bent down slightly and gently picked up the ring with his fingertips.
His chest pressed against her back, warm and gentle.
Just as the silver ring was picked up, the light from the glass lamp fell precisely on it, and the shadow of the crystal peony was reflected on the back of Ya Ya's hand, like a glowing flower, swaying gently.
Before Tu Shan Ya Ya could react, a gentle force suddenly came from behind her.
Mu Qinghan gently helped her closer to him, placing his palm on the back of her hand.
Before she could react, she saw him slowly bend his knees and kneel on one knee on the ground.
The night dew dampened the hem of his clothes, but he was completely unaware, focusing only on holding the crystal peony ring and carefully lifting her ring finger.
The moment the cool silver ring touched her fingertips, Ya Ya snapped back to reality, her pupils contracted slightly, and her voice trembled a little.
"You...what are you doing?"
Why all of a sudden…?
"This...this is a peony flower, a peony ring..."
"You...you...do you know what this ring means?"
"If you didn't know..."
Her fingertips curled up unconsciously, but Mu Qinghan gently pressed them down. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with tenderness.
He said clearly, word by word: "The peony represents...eternal and profound love."
These words were like a pebble thrown into a lake, instantly creating ripples all over the lake.
As Ya Ya gazed into his earnest eyes, her eyes suddenly welled up with tears. Warm tears blurred her vision, her heart pounded in her chest, and her body trembled slightly.
The second-in-command of the Tushan demons, who used to command them all, was now like a helpless little girl, clutching Mu Qinghan's sleeve as her emotions surged.
"I love you," Mu Qinghan's voice softened slightly, "Please love me forever."
As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head slightly and gently kissed the back of her hand with his thin lips, which were warm and delicate.
The moment he realized his own thoughts, he never intended to hide them.
He believes in speaking out when he likes someone and holding on tightly when he loves them; this has always been his nature.
Tears finally streamed down her face, landing on the back of Mu Qinghan's hand, yet they carried a sweet taste.
Ya Ya stopped crying and started laughing, her lips curving upwards and her voice filled with joy.
"Yes! I like you too, I've liked you for a very, very long time!"
Before she could finish speaking, she leaned down and threw herself into his arms. The force was so great that Mu Qinghan, who was not on his balance, fell backward, and the two of them fell to the ground together.
A night breeze blew by, carrying a faint fragrance of flowers.
Ya Ya sat on his lap, her hands still tightly gripping his collar, her cheeks slightly flushed.
My nose brushed against his chest, and I could feel his steady heartbeat.
Just then, a firework suddenly shot through the night sky with a "whoosh," exploding into a dazzling display of light.
The golden-red fireworks illuminated half the sky and fell into Mu Qinghan's eyes, as if they contained an entire starry sky.
Ya Ya stared blankly at the sparks dancing in his eyes, and suddenly felt her eyes welling up with tears again.
The night breeze, the fragrance of flowers, the fireworks in the sky, and the man beneath her whose heart and eyes were filled with her—everything was unbelievably beautiful.
She leaned down gently, her forehead touching his, her voice as soft as cotton candy.
"Mu Qinghan, I don't think I've ever been this happy before."
"I'm so... so happy... so happy..."
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My love for you is like a conflict between turning left and right...
Crazy, yet afraid there's no way out...
Can you please let me stop this pursuit...?
Chapter 84 So flashy...monkey?
Fine golden light spilled onto the bed.
Mu Qinghan stood before the bed, his gaze falling on the sleeping girl on the couch, a faint smile unconsciously playing on his lips. (Sleeping my ass!)
Tu Shan Ya Ya's black hair was scattered on the pillow, with a few strands playfully sticking to her flushed cheeks. Her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and her chest rose slightly with each breath.
Last night, the candlelight flickered until the third watch. The girl clutched his sleeve tightly, refusing to let go. She talked about everything from the peach blossoms of Tushan to the yellow sands of the Western Regions, her rambling words filled with dependence.
"Qinghan, what are you going there for this time?"
"Qinghan, are you in danger?"
"Big Ice Cube, will you ever come back to find me?"
"Mu Qinghan, will you... marry me in the future?"
She opened her watery eyes, which held unease, but she still pretended to be nonchalant.
As dawn broke, she finally succumbed to sleepiness, rested her head on his shoulder, and drifted off to sleep, murmuring even in her dreams.
“Don’t leave…”
Mu Qinghan tried to gently pull his hand away from the tight grip, his fingertips touching the girl's warm palm, but the grip suddenly tightened, as if she was afraid that he would disappear if she let go.
The next second, Tu Shan Ya Ya suddenly turned over, and with a sudden jerk of her arm, pulled him toward the bed.
She wrapped herself around him with both hands and feet, like a clingy kitten, pressing his head firmly against her chest.
The soft fabric, carrying a warm breath, instantly enveloped him.
"Ugh...don't go..."
The girl's murmured words sounded very aggrieved, and she gently rubbed her chin against the top of his head.
Mu Qinghan felt a soft pressure on her cheek, and warmth spread from her ear to her neck, making her breathing a little rapid.
He remained frozen in place, afraid of disturbing the person in his arms.
Only when he felt the person in his arms gradually calming down did he slowly raise his head.
A wisp of gentle magic gathered at his fingertips and lightly touched Tu Shan Ya Ya's wrist.
A pale blue halo flowed along the veins, the girl's brows relaxed, her hand that was clutching his clothes gradually loosened, and she slept more and more peacefully.
Mu Qinghan carefully got up from her embrace, his fingertips tracing the tip of her pert nose, then helplessly pinching her chubby cheeks.
Honestly... so clingy...
As he leaned down, his lips gently touched the girl's smooth forehead, with a hint of reluctance.
The moment he turned around, he suppressed all his emotions, and only determination remained in his eyes.
He was afraid of seeing the aggrieved look in Ya Ya's eyes when she woke up, as that might make him waver.
In the corner, a long sword leans against a flower stand, the red rope wrapped around its hilt particularly eye-catching.
Mu Qinghan reached out and grasped the sword hilt. He looked down at the knotted rope, and a faint smile appeared on his lips once again.
He glanced at the sleeping Ya Ya again, and the next moment, the boy's figure turned into a streak of light and disappeared silently from the room.
Only the girl, still fast asleep on the bed, and the lingering scent of him remained in the air.
Outside the window, the morning sun is slowly rising, illuminating the road ahead.
Mu Qinghan lightly touched the sword with his toes, his clothes fluttering in the wind.
Below, the forest surged like green waves, and towering ancient trees rushed past, their dappled shadows fleeting across his white robes.
He lowered his eyes in thought, his magical power swirling around him.
The detailed rules for each level of the Dao Academy still need to be supplemented. The reward mechanism should give equal importance to magic treasures and cultivation manuals. As for those forces in the Dao Alliance that are secretly obstructing us... well!
A terrifying aura vanished in an instant, and then my thoughts were abruptly cut off by a loud bang.
The golden light appeared like a sudden thunderclap, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.
Mu Qinghan felt a terrifying wave of energy rushing towards him, and the sword beneath his feet trembled violently.
He subconsciously gathered his magic power to stabilize himself, only to see the ground in front of him suddenly crack open, revealing a bottomless crevice hundreds of meters long, with broken tree roots and rubble flying like a torrential rain.
The aftershocks swept by, ruffling the hair at his temples and tearing several small rips in the hem of his white robe.
Before he could react, golden light curtains suddenly rose up from all sides, with intricate runes flowing across them, instantly forming an impenetrable cage that trapped him in the center.
The oppressive aura emanating from the restriction felt like Mount Tai pressing down on him, making his chest feel tight and even his breathing difficult.
Mu Qinghan's pupils shrank sharply. If the opponent hadn't deliberately held back, he would have been reduced to ashes by now!
Without pausing, he stomped his toes on the sword, unleashing a dazzling blue light, and sped toward the weakest corner of the light barrier.
But as soon as the sword tip touched the light screen, it was bounced back by an invisible force. The light screen lit up, and the force of the rebound made his arm go numb.
His eyes narrowed; the restriction was very strong, and he couldn't leave in a short time.
A cool laugh came from behind him. Mu Qinghan slowly turned around and looked up.