Fairy, why bother with me? I am really a yellow-haired villain.

Yun Zhonghe didn't care at all. He casually placed the wine cup on the table and smiled playfully: "Children, don't drink too much."

Mu Jixue was stunned when she heard this, and then she retorted: "Huh? I'm already fifteen, and will soon be sixteen for my coming-of-age ceremony. Why can't I drink more?"

Her face was full of dissatisfaction, and she was very disgusted by Yun Zhonghe's calling her a "kid".

Some people get married at the age of fifteen.

Yun Zhonghe looked at her serious expression, and the smile on his lips widened. "This is spiritual wine, not an ordinary drink. If you drink it like you just did, I'm afraid you'll be drunk in no time."

They were there to act, not to actually get drunk.

Upon hearing this, Mu Jixue pursed her lips and said nothing more, but she was still a little unconvinced in her heart.

Over there, Su Xiaoxiao looked at the wine cup in front of her that had been empty several times, and couldn't help muttering in her heart: "Why didn't Brother Yun stop me?"

This spiritual wine has little effect on physical cultivators. Physical cultivators can digest spiritual wine very quickly, so Yun Zhonghe was not particularly worried about her. Similarly, Su Xinghe was a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, so his ability to digest spiritual energy was stronger, so he naturally would not get drunk easily.

In comparison, Yun Zhonghe and Mu Jixue's cultivation base were both at the peak of the foundation building stage, and their physical strength was not strong, so they could feel the aftereffects of the spiritual wine better.

The four of them slowly spent their time drinking and chatting.

Just when they were about to leave, Yun Zhonghe suddenly seemed unconscious.

His eyes became blurry, his steps staggered, and he couldn't even stand steadily.

Although the spirit wine of Tianhai City tastes sweet and nothing special when you first taste it, it has a strong aftertaste.

Mu Jixue was fine because Yun Zhonghe was staring at her, but in the end he was the one who couldn't even stand up.

Yun Zhonghe overestimated his alcohol tolerance.

Su Xinghe noticed that Yun Zhonghe was in poor condition and quickly stood up to help support him, but before her hand touched Yun Zhonghe's fingertips, Mu Jixue grabbed Yun Zhonghe and pulled him over.

Su Xinghe was stunned, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Mu Jixue, seeing through her thoughts.

"Do you need my help?"

Su Xinghe asked in a seemingly friendly manner, but there was a warning in his tone.

After Yun Zhonghe drank too much, both of them were too lazy to communicate mentally and no longer competed secretly, but put it on the table.

Their conversation was extremely stiff and cold, without a trace of warmth.

Mu Jixue glanced at her and said, "No need."

The words were spoken softly, but one could hear the threat in them.

She held Yun Zhonghe tightly, fearing that he would fall.

But Su Xinghe did not intend to give up. Even though he could see Mu Jixue's disgust towards her, he still insisted on moving closer.

She grabbed Yun Zhonghe's hand, which was hanging limply due to drunkenness, and her fingers unconsciously rubbed the back of the warm hand twice.

However, this action instantly touched Mu Jixue's sensitive nerves.

Mu Jixue turned around suddenly, like a sharp cold wind, separating Su Xinghe and Yun Zhonghe.

Her expression was as cold as ice: "Get out of the way!"

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth.

Su Xinghe still had that meaningful smile on her face, and she didn't seem to be willing to give in easily: "Why, Brother Yun is so drunk, I think it's hard for you to carry him by yourself, can you lend a hand?"

Mu Jixue's face darkened upon hearing this. She said in an extremely cold tone, "No need. I can protect him by myself. I don't need you to get involved."

Hearing this, Su Xinghe's smile finally faded, and her eyes became sharp: "That's boring. Brother Yun is not your personal property."

"Chenchen, Sister Xue'er, please stop making noise... Awooo awooo..."

Su Xiaoxiao felt extremely embarrassed watching from the side. Seeing the increasingly tense atmosphere between the two of them, she tried to speak up to mediate the argument that was about to break out, but her voice seemed so weak.

Su Xinghe ignored Su Xiaoxiao's dissuasion and continued to look at Mu Jixue.

At this moment, Yun Zhonghe, in his hazy drunken state, seemed to be slightly awakened by the movements of the two people. He subconsciously looked forward and vaguely saw Su Xinghe's face.

Su Xinghe was quick-witted. She immediately seized the opportunity, raised her eyebrows, and said in a coaxing tone, "Brother Yun, you've had too much to drink. Do you want me to help you get some rest?"

It is not the two of them who should make the decision, but Yun Zhonghe.

Driven by drunkenness, Yun Zhonghe subconsciously murmured something in a low voice, his voice unclear.

Mu Jixue was closest to him, so she naturally heard it most clearly.

This guy said "OK".

Mu Jixue: "..."

She turned Yun Zhonghe's face and forced him to look at her.

Yun Zhonghe was originally trying to lean towards Su Xinghe, wanting to get closer to her, but now his jaw was restrained by Mu Jixue, and he could not help but look at Mu Jixue. The distance between them was so close that they could feel each other's breath. Yun Zhonghe could vaguely smell the faint sweet scent on Mu Jixue's mouth, which made him a little dazed.

There was a look of doubt in Yun Zhonghe's eyes.

He recognized this person, he was his most important good brother.

Yun Zhonghe blinked, and then he heard Mu Jixue lower her voice, with some emotion that he couldn't really see: "Do you want her, or me?"

Yun Zhonghe paused instantly.

He was not very clear-headed and had no idea why Mu Jixue's face suddenly became so cold.

Did you get an upset stomach from drinking?

On the other side, Su Xinghe's hand gently wrapped around Yun Zhonghe's hand. Her voice was gentle and sweet: "Brother Yun, let me help you. I am better at taking care of people than she is and will make you feel very comfortable."

Every word she said seemed to carry magic, trying to pull Yun Zhonghe's heart towards her.

Yun Zhonghe turned his head and looked at Su Xinghe again, with a look of desire in his eyes. Then he turned back and stared at Mu Jixue for a while.

His mind was in a mess and he had no idea what was going on.

But he subconsciously felt that Huang Aotian should be more important.

"Please help me, Miss Jixue."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Zhonghe could clearly feel the cold air around him slowly thawing.

A smile finally appeared on Mu Jixue's face, and the frosty expression instantly broke, revealing a liveliness and gentleness that others could hardly see.

She looked at Yun Zhonghe calmly, the corners of her mouth slightly curved into a graceful arc: "Okay, I'll help you."

Seeing this, Su Xinghe couldn't help but pout. Since Yun Zhonghe had already made his choice, she could only retreat helplessly.

Mu Jixue proudly gave Su Xinghe a victorious look.

However, Su Xinghe did not back down. Instead, he just laughed it off and said, "You are really ridiculous."

This sarcastic remark made Mu Jixue stop in her tracks involuntarily, and she looked at Su Xinghe indifferently.

The wind at night is very cool, bringing a hint of chill when it blows.

Su Xinghe's sarcastic words were like sharp ice blades, piercing Mu Jixue mercilessly. "Since you won't confess your feelings, then don't get in the way of others. Brother Yun is free to choose whoever he likes and whoever he wants to be close to. What does that have to do with you, Mu Jixue? In the final analysis, the relationship between you two is nothing more than ordinary friends. Brother Yun is kind-hearted, he cares about you and takes care of you, but do you take it for granted that he can only belong to you? That's ridiculous."

Su Xinghe continued, "Believe it or not, if our identities were switched, I would have captured Brother Yun long ago. By then, you would be nothing."

I'm afraid I can only stand aside and feel sad, tasting the bitter fruit of failure alone.

Facing Su Xinghe's aggressive sarcasm, Mu Jixue did not say anything, but her eyes became increasingly cold, as if she wanted to freeze Su Xinghe's words in the air.

Su Xiaoxiao, who was standing by, became even more panicked upon seeing this: "Chenchen, you're exaggerating..."

She held Su Xinghe's hand and advised her to talk to Mu Jixue properly.

However, Su Xinghe shook her head, her expression firm, without changing at all: "No, sister, some things must be said out loud."

Mu Jixue finally stopped looking at Su Xinghe. She took a deep breath and then took the drowsy Yun Zhonghe upstairs.

……

After going upstairs, Mu Jixue placed Yun Zhonghe gently on the bed with gentle movements but a hint of imperceptible impatience. She carefully unfolded a white handkerchief and began to carefully wipe Yun Zhonghe's hand that had just been touched by Su Xinghe.

Her strength increased unconsciously until Yun Zhonghe's slender white hand was about to be scratched, and then she suddenly stopped her movements.

Damn you, you thieving cat! Damn it, damn it, damn it!

An indescribable irritation surged in my heart.

Su Xinghe's words just now were like a sharp knife, piercing her heart deeply.

She did not deny that there was some truth in Su Xinghe's words.

I... am indeed not honest enough in my feelings.

So annoying! Mu Jixue roared in her heart. She knew it all without that guy reminding her!

She has always stubbornly held on to her so-called self-esteem and pride in her heart, and is unwilling to admit her feelings for Yun Zhonghe.

She coveted every moment with Yun Zhonghe. The feeling of being gently cared for by him made her feel unprecedented joy and happiness. She even didn't want to see him have any contact with other girls and forbade others to spy on him.

However, she never tried to break the existing relationship between the two and did not have the courage to take that step.

Mu Jixue is actually very self-aware, she knows that her behavior is somewhat despicable.

But... she really couldn't help it.

Whether it was emotional entanglement or self-esteem, she fell into deep contradiction.

Mu Jixue looked at Yun Zhonghe who was lying on the bed in a daze. It seemed that he would not wake up for a while. Mu Jixue felt something stirring in her heart.

She sat quietly by the bed, her long hair gently brushing over her shoulders. Her silky smooth hair gleamed softly in the moonlight, and her little face slowly approached Yun Zhonghe's face.

Her skin, as white as snow, now had a faint blush on it, as if some emotion was surging beneath her skin. Her lips, illuminated by the moonlight, looked even more lustrous and radiant, as if ripples would appear with a slight touch.

Mu Jixue's breathing quickened, her heart pounded in her chest, her eyes flickered, and her eyelashes trembled.

She stared intently at Yun Zhonghe's face, every inch of his skin filled with admiration. She raised her finger and gently stroked his eyebrows, nose bridge, and thin lips...

"I...seem to like you."

She mumbled softly, her voice so low and soft that it was almost inaudible.

But this is her best effort.

Only when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, and Yun Zhonghe was unaware, could she reluctantly reveal her true feelings.

She should like Yun Zhonghe.

Fortunately, Yun Zhonghe didn't hear it and fell asleep. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If she had really heard it, she would really die.

Then, Mu Jixue's eyes welled up, she pursed her moist lips, and slowly leaned down. Under the cover of the night, Mu Jixue quietly approached the sleeping Yun Zhonghe on the bed -

My whole body was soft and my blood was filled with heat and excitement.

Getting closer and closer, until her lips gently touched his warm thin lips. At that moment, Mu Jixue felt as if her world had stopped, leaving only this subtle contact between her and Yun Zhonghe.

Her face turned red instantly and her body trembled slightly.

His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, then slowly loosened.

But she did not end it immediately. Instead, after remembering what Su Xinghe said last night, she took courage and gently pried open Yun Zhonghe's lips with her tongue.

Then he secretly rolled it up.

"Woo!"

Mu Jixue let out a delicate snort.

She felt like her whole body was boiling, and the feeling of satisfaction and excitement was about to burst through her body.

This was the first time she consciously kissed a boy, and it was on such a night, in such a situation, and with such a boldness!

"Uh-huh……"

She murmured incoherently, her arms unconsciously tightening, as if she wanted to melt into his chest and become one with him.

Soon, Mu Jixue's movements froze. She raised her head, opened her hazy eyes, and looked at Yun Zhonghe's face.

The other person still had his eyes closed and showed no signs of waking up, so she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Done.

Because of Su Xinghe's harsh words, she was driven to do things that she had never dared to imagine.

Even now, when she thinks back to what happened just now, she still has doubts about whether she is crazy.

But... I don't reject it in my heart.

But there is also a sense of sourness at the same time.