Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 92 Tang Yuehua Kiss Goodbye

With Yang Wudi's help, hunting the high-age soul beast this time will be much safer.

Yu Xiaolie was grateful and said, "Thank you very much."

Yang Wudi glanced at him and said, "You little bastard, why are you being so polite to me?"

The two men laughed heartily, and then agreed to set off early the next morning.

After saying goodbye to Yang Wudi, Yu Xiaolie came to the familiar courtyard again.

The moonlight leaked quietly into the courtyard, and the mottled light and shadow made people's shadows a little blurry.

During this year's study, he not only learned how to play the piano but also learned music theory.

He also has control over his murderous nature and can control it freely.

After a year of getting along, Tang Yuehua had already fallen in love with Yu Xiaolie, but the two of them had never revealed it.

From a distance, Yu Xiaolie could hear the melodious sound of the piano.

But at this moment, when Yu Xiaolie heard the soothing and cheerful sound of the piano, he felt an indescribable sense of parting.

Tang Yuehua was still waiting for him. Today was a rare day for Yu Xiaolie, as he did not arrive too late.

She jokingly said:
"Hey, you're not late today. You deserve a compliment."

Yu Xiaolie smiled calmly and responded politely.

Tang Yuehua seemed to feel something strange, and her bright eyes blinked at Yu Xiaolie.

This guy is a little different today, as if he is worried about something?
Tang Yuehua patted the stone bench beside her, motioning him to sit down.

Yu Xiaolie released the dragon cub as usual, and then sat obediently next to Tang Yuehua.

The two of them were very close to each other.

Sitting on the stone bench, Yu Xiaolie could clearly feel the two of them touching each other's skin.

Despite the isolation of clothes, the vague touch can still be felt.

Tang Yuehua hugged the dragon cub to her chest and talked to Yu Xiaolie happily.

What interesting things happened today?

Today the clan leader's wife showed her something very new.

……

Suddenly, Yu Xiaolie interrupted her.

"Yuehua, I'm ready to leave."

Tang Yuehua was stunned. Although she knew that Yu Xiaolie couldn't stay forever, he would leave one day.

But the news was sudden, and she still felt a little sad, and her bright eyes dimmed.

I could only pretend to be calm and asked in a low voice: "Why is this?"

Yu Xiaolie looked into the distance, at the open courtyard door, and said:

"I plan to set off tomorrow to obtain the spirit ring and then return home."

Although Tang Yuehua seemed calm, her expression had already betrayed her:
"Then after you go home, will you come to see me often?"

At some point, she could no longer perfectly conceal her true feelings in front of Yu Xiaolie.

Yu Xiaolie smiled faintly, with a nice arc at the corner of his mouth:

"If there's a chance, I will."

After hearing this, Tang Yuehua pouted in dissatisfaction and asked:

"What is a chance? If it happens, it happens. If it doesn't, it doesn't happen."

She stood up, then turned around, looked down at Yu Xiaolie, and said:
"It's not just a chance, it's a must!"

Yu Xiaolie looked into Tang Yuehua's eyes and was speechless for a moment.

Tang Yuehua paused noticeably and asked:

"Are we...good friends?"

Yu Xiaolie affirmed: "Of course."

Tang Yuehua was somewhat satisfied and said:
"Good friends always know each other's secrets. I haven't asked you properly for so long. How about we share a secret with each other?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaolie nodded thoughtfully.

When he looked at Tang Yuehua again, he raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively:

"We agreed in advance that you can't get angry."

Tang Yuehua blinked and rolled her eyes before she said:

"it is good."

"Actually... the dragon cub is my martial spirit, so we are connected mentally. I can feel everything it feels." Upon hearing this, Tang Yuehua was stunned, and then she glanced at the dragon cub that was still rubbing against her chest and acting coquettishly.

Her pretty face suddenly turned as red as an apple.

"you……"

Tang Yuehua raised her hand, and out of shame and anger, she was about to slap Yu Xiaolie, but Yu Xiaolie caught her hand.

"it's your turn."

The dragon cub in her arms also blinked at Tang Yuehua with its big eyes.

Perhaps accepting this, Tang Yuehua placed the dragon cub peacefully on her lap, her face flushed, and said:

"Actually, my boudoir is in the Haotian Sect in the back mountain. The reason you can come here to see me every night is because..."

Before he could finish his words, Yu Xiaolie rushed in and said, "Because you come out to see me every night."

Tang Yuehua raised her head a little: "You..."

"This is not a secret." Yu Xiaolie said a little puzzled.

"Why doesn't it count? You piece of shit!"

Suddenly, Tang Yuehua pouted and turned away with a resentful look.

Yu Xiaolie suddenly realized that she was... expressing her feelings directly before leaving?

In fact, Yu Xiaolie comes to the party every night, year after year, without any change.

She should understand his feelings, right?
Perhaps it was not obvious enough, Yu Xiaolie simply walked up to Tang Yuehua and looked at her face.

Tang Yuehua felt hot under his scorching gaze, but she didn't dare to look him in the face. She lowered her head slightly and pretended to caress the dragon cub in her arms.

Suddenly, a big hand grabbed Tang Yuehua's chin, and then her vision suddenly narrowed.

Before she could react, Tang Yuehua felt two warm petals touching her lips.

Suddenly, his whole body trembled as if he had been electrocuted. He loosened his hands and dropped the dragon cub.

She was a little dazed, her eyes wide open, but she didn't push him away.

Although all this happened suddenly, she was immersed in it in just a moment.

Tang Yuehua did not feel offended; on the contrary, she seemed to have been expecting it.

Close your eyes and savor the sweetness of this moment.

He put his arms around Yu Xiaolie and responded wholeheartedly.

The heavy aura emanating from Yu Xiaolie made her feel at ease.

This substantial feeling, without any vanity, made her feel that the person in front of her was someone she could rely on.

Yu Xiaolie tilted his head slightly, so that the tips of their noses were just touching, just enough to avoid conflict.

Tang Yuehua's lips felt a little cool, and because they were very close, a faint fragrance made Yu Xiaolie immersed in it.

After a long time, Tang Yuehua let out a moan.

Yu Xiaolie separated his lips and asked curiously:

"What's wrong?"

Tang Yuehua glanced at Yu Xiaolie without answering, her eyes filled with resentment.

Maybe it's because I'm having trouble breathing and my neck is sore.

But at this point, none of it matters.

The two of them returned to the stone bench and sat down. Tang Yuehua took the opportunity to put her arm around Yu Xiaolie and leaned on his shoulder.

Thinking of their identities, Yu Xiaolie took the initiative to speak:

"You seem to have never been curious about my background."

Perhaps because she had her own answer, Tang Yuehua was much calmer now.

"Is your identity and background important?"

During this year, Tang Yuehua never asked much about his background, but diligently taught him music theory and etiquette. The most she did was play with the dragon cub and stay by his side.

She thought that since Yu Xiaolie was unwilling to talk about his background, it might be that he had a sad past, or a past that he was escaping from and forgetting.

Then, she would not take the initiative to expose his wounds.

This is also the respect that people who cultivate their moral character understand.

What's more, does identity background matter?

In Tang Yuehua's eyes, the important person is Yu Xiaolie.

(End of this chapter)