Chapter 29: Mo Yin: (ノ￣ー￣)ノ Cat
In the early morning, the bedroom ceiling light cast a layer of soft, pale light, covering the bed surface like thin gauze.
The eyelashes of the girl on the bed trembled slightly. Her snow-white small feet, exposed outside the quilt, shrank back gently from the chill of the morning air.
Immediately after, a sharp, severe pain came from her ankle, causing her brows to contract and a muffled groan to escape her lips.
It hurts…
Xie Qiang’s eyes instantly filled with mist. She subconsciously called for the youth Sentinel keeping watch. “Mo Yin…”
The bedroom door opened in response. The tall, slender black figure strode in. Mo Yin bent down by the bed, his gaze meeting hers steadily.
“It hurts…” Xie Qiang’s eye rims were red, her voice trembling at the end from the pain. “My ankle hurts so much…”
Mo Yin looked and saw a large area of redness and swelling on the girl’s left ankle, like a cluster of pink roses just blooming under the sunlight, wrapped tightly around her fair, tender skin, exceptionally conspicuous.
His gaze withdrew quickly. He turned slightly, walked to the foot of the bed, lowered himself, and gently held her ankle.
Warm, pure purification power spread rapidly along the skin where they touched. Inside his palm, the soft, slender tactile sensation was like crushed cloud wisps wrapped in a trace of numbness and itchiness. Caught off guard, his body trembled lightly, and he suddenly let go.
Pursng his lips, Mo Yin turned and left. When he returned, he had a medical kit in his hand.
He lifted his leg to kneel halfway on the foot of the bed, lowered his head to take out medicinal wine and bandages, used a cotton swab dipped in medicinal wine to dab lightly on her swollen ankle, and then pushed and massaged along the soft flesh bit by bit.
“Hiss…” The girl first shivered from the icy coolness of the medicinal wine, then trembled from the pain caused by those large hands massaging. “Pain, gentler…”
The black-clad youth seemed not to hear, rubbing on his own. Xie Qiang couldn’t bear the pain anymore and couldn’t help sitting up, kicking his arm with her uninjured small foot. “Mo Yin!”
Her petite foot was instantly enveloped by his large palm. Before the warmth could stay on the skin for a moment, it was abruptly withdrawn.
Mo Yin looked up at her. The light cast the shadow of his tall figure onto the girl’s face. His narrow, dark golden wolf eyes looked down from above. This condescending gaze actually rippled with a sense of oppression that made one’s heart tremble.
“Don’t move.”
His voice was hoarse and deep. His free hand, with three fingers wrapped in the black leather glove slightly curled, extended the remaining two pale, cold fingers in front of the girl.
Pain, then bite.
Xie Qiang was confused. “Why are you giving me your hand?”
Don’t like it?
Mo Yin frowned tightly, seemingly pondering something. After a long time, as if making a major decision, his originally wooden face revealed an expression of regarding death as a return home.
The next second, the black-clad youth’s wolf tail drilled out, revealing a bit of the tail tip from his side waist, looking at Xie Qiang “shyly and timidly” like a bashful boy.
Xie Qiang’s attention was immediately drawn away.
Mo Yin lifted the wolf tail up a bit, and the girl’s lively cat eyes followed upward. Mo Yin shook the wolf tail down, and the girl instantly looked down to stare at it.
Mo Yin: (≖_≖)✧
The wolf tail suddenly started wagging rapidly, and the girl’s ice-blue pupils actually started shaking violently along with it.
Mo Yin: (。-＿-。)
What Sky Wolf taught is actually useful.
Mo Yin lowered his head, continuing to massage the girl’s ankle while wagging his wolf tail. Xie Qiang’s attention was attracted by the wolf tail, so she didn’t feel the pain anymore. She reached out and gently poked the gray wolf fur on the tail, unable to hide the excitement in her heart.
Really want to stroke it…
But last time she touched it, Mo Yin coldly told her not to move.
If he won’t let me touch, why expose it to seduce me?
Xie Qiang felt a bit broken. Her small hand slapped away the wolf tail, her face cold and taut. “Take it back! I didn’t want to touch it that much anyway!”
Mo Yin: ?
Why angry again?
Hungry?
Mo Yin decided to take her to eat.
His hands skillfully bandaged the swollen red ankle. Then, the black-clad youth’s firm arm went directly past Xie Qiang’s waist, lifting her entire person up.
Mo Yin: (ノ￣ー￣)ノ Cat
Xie Qiang only felt her vision spin, and the next second she was hoisted onto Mo Yin’s shoulder.
She cried out softly, her cat eyes wide and round. “You, you, you, what are you doing!”
Mo Yin didn’t speak, just carrying her straight out of the bedroom. Passing the living room, Xie Qiang subconsciously closed her eyes tight, but couldn’t resist curiosity, opening a slit to peek at the place she encountered the assassin yesterday.
There was no assassin’s corpse there anymore; the floor was clean as if washed, as if nothing happened last night. Only the faint pain from her ankle reminded her that it wasn’t a dream.
But Xie Qiang didn’t have time to be sentimental.
Because she realized the direction Mo Yin was going was the direction of the buffet restaurant.
It was mealtime right now. Xie Qiang could easily imagine how big a sensation it would cause if Mo Yin walked into the restaurant carrying her like a sack. She hurriedly patted Mo Yin’s broad, thin back. “Mo Yin! Put me down!”
But the black-clad youth played deaf and dumb again. Seeing they were about to reach the buffet restaurant, with more and more passing A-class Sentinels looking at the two in shock and uncertainty, Xie Qiang’s small face turned explosive red, and her legs started kicking and struggling. “Mo Yin! I told you to put me down!”
He’s becoming less and less obedient. Before, whatever she said, as long as it was an order, he would do it!
This time, Mo Yin finally stopped and put the girl down. But as soon as her feet touched his military boots, Mo Yin picked her up again by the waist.
Put down.
But didn’t say couldn’t change posture.
Sky Wolf is noisy, but makes sense.
Weightless, Xie Qiang’s arms subconsciously wrapped around the black-clad youth’s neck. By the time she reacted, she was completely dazed.
Why do I feel like Mo Yin is getting slicker?
It seems he doesn’t plan to put her down, but a princess carry is better than being carried like a sack. Xie Qiang could only comfort herself this way.
But the surrounding gazes still made her shy, so she simply buried her head in the crook of Mo Yin’s neck.
A warm breath instantly surged toward the skin on the side of his neck. The girl’s fluffy hair lightly teased the Sentinel’s sensitive skin. Mo Yin’s brain gradually stiffened, and he walked toward the restaurant entrance with a dull gaze.
So ticklish…
The entire neck and cheek felt like they were melting into numbness. Electricity rushed along his chest to his heart, then impatiently rushed to his lower abdomen. An incomprehensible hunger made his mouth dry, and a layer of blurry white mist spread in his eyes.
He walked dizzily toward the restaurant entrance, completely unaware of the commotion ahead.
And Xie Qiang was also trying hard to think of things to distract herself.
What to eat for breakfast? Should I open purification appointments for A-class Sentinels today? The way those passing A-class Sentinels looked at her just now seemed less hateful than before, so…
Xie Qiang was thinking when she suddenly realized a large group of people had gathered at the restaurant entrance. She looked over in confusion, and in the next second, her face turned pale instantly.
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