Douluo Continent, Reborn: Yuhao and the Silver Dragon Keep Their Appointment

Suddenly, a hand landed on Na'er's little head.

The icy-cold temperature made Na'er's body tremble slightly. Her tears stopped falling and instead gathered in her eyes, which she desperately held back, her small hands tightly gripping Huo Yuhao's clothes.

"Na'er, what's wrong? I just fainted, it's nothing, don't cry."

A hoarse voice came from Huo Yuhao's dry throat, carrying a faint smell of blood. Na'er's tightly pursed lips finally opened slowly, and before Huo Yuhao could speak again, she pounced on him and hugged him tightly, biting his neck hard.

"Well……"

A tingling sensation came first, and Huo Yuhao's face turned red in the next second. His hands moved faster than his brain, and he subconsciously tried to struggle to get up, but his body, which should have been full of energy, was completely powerless in Na'er's soft embrace.

Huo Yuhao clearly sensed Na'er's extreme grievance. Before he could resist or rebuke her, Na'er let go and burst into tears. Her arms tightly wrapped around Huo Yuhao's neck, and her hot tears fell onto his clothes again.

Seeing her tears streaming down her face, Huo Yuhao could only gently pat her back. But just now, the shyness on his face had faded, leaving only a calm facade, while his heart was beating unusually fast.

Na'er's bite had made his legs go numb, and he fell silent. The pleasure of being possessed left him unable to calm down for a long time.

Na'er cried for an unknown amount of time before her tears finally stopped. She hugged Huo Yuhao tighter and tighter, as if trying to completely melt into his body. Huo Yuhao could only let her hug him, awkwardly wrapping his arms around her waist. The faint scent of milk wafted into his nose, making his cheeks flush even more.

"Brother...do you like Na'er?"

"Um?"

Huo Yuhao was completely bewildered. After waiting for so long, Na'er actually asked such a question. He didn't take it too seriously and could only coax her gently, "I like her. It's only natural for a brother to like his sister. Na'er, relax a little, I can't breathe."

Seeing that he did not answer her question directly, Na'er gently loosened her embrace and instead lightly touched his cheek with her lips.

"It's okay, brother, you'll understand."

A soft, tearful voice came from Na'er's mouth again.

Huo Yuhao's mind went completely blank. He didn't dare to move, as if he were under a spell, frozen in place. The blush on his face reappeared, spreading all the way to the base of his neck. He could clearly feel the soft, wet touch of those lips on his cheek, and that skin felt like it had been burned.

It took Huo Yuhao a long time to react. He was about to scold Na'er, but then he felt like he was being hypocritical, and his face grew redder and redder. He turned to look at Na'er, who had already gotten up from him and was kneeling in front of him, a sweet smile on her face, as if she had just done something perfectly normal.

The door had been closed at some point, and the atmosphere in the room felt unusually oppressive.

When Na'er saw him looking at her, she opened her arms and said with a grin, "Brother, you're always the one hugging me. It's not fair."

Huo Yuhao sat up, his bones cracking. He then realized that he seemed to have grown quite a bit taller. He looked at Na'er's tear-streaked smile, her eyes slightly red, clearly showing she had suffered a great injustice, yet she was still smiling at him.

Huo Yuhao pretended to tap her head, but his fingertips twirled before gently landing on her scalp, stroking her hair as if afraid Na'er would throw a tantrum like last time. Na'er rubbed her head against his palm and asked in a childish voice, "Brother, you'll stay with Na'er from now on, right?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao's fingers paused slightly, and he momentarily forgot what to say. In the end, he simply gently pulled her into his arms.

The sky had completely darkened, and the moonlight shone through the window, flickering for some reason. Na'er didn't receive his reply and could only bite her lip tightly.

In the middle of the night, the bright moonlight shone precisely on the silver scales on Huo Yuhao's neck. The scales seemed to come back to life, shimmering with a faint purple light.

"Brother...please don't go..."

Huo Yuhao awoke abruptly from his dream, sitting bolt upright in a cold sweat, his body radiating a faint, multicolored glow. A powerful wave of longing washed over him. He turned his head and saw Na'er clutching his clothes tightly, her face pale, repeatedly pleading, "Brother...please don't go..."

Looking at her sleeping face, Huo Yuhao felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by a hand, and his eyes involuntarily shimmered with seven colors. He stretched out his hand, looked at his palm, unconsciously clenched it, and then, with a flick of his wrist, gently punched the air.

His fist landed on thin air, causing no harm, only leaving him with utter desolation and emptiness. The faint color in his eyes gradually faded, and he sat there blankly on the bed. Na'er beside him stopped calling his name, as if she had received a response in her dream; her breathing became steady, and she gently touched his ear.

He sat there quietly, and no one knew that the lingering emotions of longing emanating from him had slowly lulled Su Yuewan next door into a deep sleep, her complexion returning to normal. Even Aunt Su seemed to be dreaming of something and drifted off to sleep peacefully. The entire courtyard became unusually peaceful, except for Huo Yuhao, whose eyes stared blankly into the air, not even blinking.

The sun slowly rose from the east, and a faint purple glow streamed into the room through the window. Huo Yuhao, who had been frozen for a long time, finally moved. He remained blank, staring vacantly at the window.

"Is it auspicious purple clouds coming from the east?"

His voice was somewhat ethereal, and a calm smile appeared on his face as he looked down at his hands.

What kind of ability is this?

Huo Yuhao harbored questions, but when he turned and saw that Na'er was sleeping much more peacefully, a faint smile finally appeared on his face. He looked down at Na'er's sleeping face and gently stroked her cheek.

My sister is so cute. But what is she hiding from me?

He subconsciously glanced at the silver scale pendant around his neck and reached out to grasp it tightly. Instantly, his heart calmed inexplicably. What was this? Why was he feeling this way? He finally sighed. Na'er was still young; she didn't understand love and romance. She was just close to him. He couldn't let her cause trouble like this anymore.

Huo Yuhao tidied Na'er's messy hair, wanting to make her more comfortable. Just as he finished and was about to withdraw his hand, Na'er groggily opened her eyes. Her eyes were still heavy with sleep. When she saw it was Huo Yuhao, she giggled, took his hand in her little hand, rubbed her cheek against it, and then closed her eyes again.

Seeing her like this, Huo Yuhao's heart softened instantly. His palms were still damp with her sweat, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly: This little one is so adorable.

Seeing Na'er sleeping soundly, he also felt sleepy, and finally lay back down next to her, slowly closing his eyes.

I don't know how long I slept, but I heard Na'er's sweet voice in my ear.

"Brother, wake up. Aunt Su is going to take you to awaken your martial soul."