After Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

Chapter 109.2 Extra Story – If The Little Young Master Never Turned Black(3)

“Can, can I take off your clothes?”

She raised her pair of eyes that were extremely charming and extremely dependent.

He felt like he was going to faint.

How could there be such a terrible Little Mulberry in the world!

After being smoked by her sweet and fragrant smell for so long, his brain was a little sluggish already. His thin lips moved and he said with difficulty: “… Whatever.”

She pursed her lips and smiled. She didn’t really take off his clothes, but just untied his collar and put her little red face on it.

His body is very strange. There is a cold fire in his body, roasting the pure wood spirit essence and also smoked out bursts of healing wood steam.

The hot ants in her body were soon killed one by one by the cool wood steam.

She snuggled up to him and fell asleep.

He waited nervously.

He has been tortured by her to the point of being a little delirious. Every moment, he wanted to turn over and press down this Little Mulberry and do something to her, but he also knew it wouldn’t work. She was drugged and it is not voluntary.

And he still hasn’t decided whether to marry her or not!

If he touches her, what should he do if she stuck herself on him!

Finally, she stopped moving.

He felt that she must be holding back some big move, and he was so nervous that he didn’t even dare to breathe.

After a long time, he finally realized that she had fallen asleep.

Did she fall asleep?

How can she fall asleep after taking that kind of medicine?!

He had already prepared himself mentally, and was ready to fight her wits and courage all night… But now, he suddenly became confused.

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How can she just stop fighting right after she said she won’t fight?

He hasn’t even rejected her righteously!

He stared at her for a moment and found that her sleeping appearance seemed more lovely than when she was awake.

He rolled his eyes, lifted the woodification, and calmly set her head and back so that she could softly lean on him and sleep more comfortably.

“Well, it’s just taking care of the sick.” He muttered, “It’s nothing. I can’t marry back such a Little Mulberry that can eat so much. Otherwise, I have to cook for her every day. I don’t even eat rice myself. Save myself a lot of trouble. It’s a big trouble to have such a person. Also, I am underground all year round and can’t even see the sun for a few days a year. If I leave such a Little Mulberry at home, it will definitely be snatched away by others. Wouldn’t it just piss me off by then?”

He lowered his head and looked at her little face that was sleeping peacefully.

Thinking that she would get married to another person in the future, and then lie obediently next to that person, he suddenly felt a little upset: “Really don’t know who will be so fortunate to have such a Little Mulberry.”

He muttered like that for a long time.

And finally woke her up.

She struggled to get up and looked at him.

His black eyes were clean and clear. When he saw her waking up, he was obviously guilty and quickly turned his body back to wood.

“I didn’t touch you.” He clarified sternly.

Her heart was suddenly touched. He really is a gentleman.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to. Thank you.” She quickly left the soft couch and stood barefoot on the ground.

“Change your clothes. I won’t watch it.” He turned around and faced the wall.

“Alright.”

He turned his back and suddenly felt that there was something wrong all over his body.

Really not well. Extremely not well.

She used him for one night, and now that she doesn’t need him anymore, she put on such a distant and polite look!

Angry!

He was angry by himself and didn’t know what he was angry about.

“I am done.”

He turned around and saw her neatly dressed, standing there smiling at him.

The inexplicable anger in his heart suddenly dissipated, leaving only a cool trace of melancholy.