Chapter 41: Two Feel Like Dying
Xie Qiang turned her head sideways, stealing a glance at Mo Yin.
He still wore that expressionless look, like a deep pool with no ripples, revealing no underlying color, as if he didn’t care about anything that happened last night.
Is it because this is normal for Sentinels and Guides, or because Mo Yin doesn’t remember at all?
Xie Qiang cleared her throat. While smoothing her slightly messy hair with her small hand, she asked, pretending to be calm, “Mo Yin, do you remember what happened last night?”
In the spiritual sea, Tian Lang, who was squatting, stood up abruptly upon hearing this, shouting excitedly, “Answer her quickly!”
Mo Yin: ? Why.
Tian Lang: “Don’t ask why! Listening to me can’t be wrong!!!”
“…” Mo Yin spoke, “Don’t remember.”
Tian Lang instantly closed its eyes, feeling like it was about to die.
It howled, resentment towards iron for not becoming steel in its voice, “You blockhead, I wanted you to say you remember everything!”
Then make her take responsibility for you!
Best if you can permanently mark her and claim this little kitten for yourself!
“Is that so…” Hearing Mo Yin say he didn’t remember, Xie Qiang breathed a sigh of relief. “Then your brother, he won’t remember either, right?”
She thought carefully. Hong Que was in extreme danger and pain at that time; he shouldn’t have noticed this accident.
Mo Yin didn’t answer this time, just continued staring at the warming oven, like a motionless wood carving.
Tian Lang in the spiritual sea looked like it was half dead. It banged its head against the wall rhythmically, sadly saying, “It’s over, she likes your brother!”
Mo Yin finally had a slight reaction.
He lowered his head and glanced sideways at Xie Qiang. She was looking down, her pink lips lightly biting her knuckle. The bit of broken skin on her lip bead was very conspicuous.
Seems like… I bit that.
Mo Yin withdrew his gaze quietly, his eyes landing on his reflection in the black warming oven door.
On his face, a cute and clear tooth mark, like a flaunting kitten, aggressively declared her sovereignty.
Mm…
She bites prettily.
The tip of his tongue brushed over his wolf tooth. He lowered his eyes, realizing he couldn’t bite such a neat tooth mark. But his brother didn’t have sharp teeth; perhaps he could.
So, she likes Brother?
This question remained unanswered for Mo Yin even after the dough finished fermenting, was shaped into small dried fish, deep-fried, and eaten by the girl.
After sending Xie Qiang back to the bedroom, Mo Yin guarded the door holding the sword hilt at his waist. After about ten minutes, he finally frowned and touched the tooth mark on his face.
Hurts.
Brother is having some fit again.
He lowered his head and opened his optical computer.
Mo Yin: [Brother]
At the battlefield base, Hong Que stood in front of the bathroom mirror, scrubbing the tooth mark on his face desperately. His handsome, unruly face was filled with indescribable anger.
“F*ck! Which bastard Guide dared to temporarily mark me!”
Tired of living?!
While scrubbing vigorously, the optical computer in the rest area beeped. Hong Que walked over irritably. Seeing the message was from Mo Yin, his expression relaxed slightly.
Hong Que: [Why call me Brother!]
Mo Yin: [Don’t scrub face]
Hong Que: [Why? Afraid it hurts? Don’t you like pain?]
Mo Yin: […]
Hong Que: Ah, he has nothing to say.
Just as Hong Que was wondering what fit this kid was throwing this morning—maybe having a tantrum because they were marked simultaneously due to shared senses—the next second, the message Mo Yin sent almost shattered his pupils.
Mo Yin: [Last night, was slept with]
Mo Yin: [The other party, won’t take responsibility]
Hong Que: [What—???]
Who slept with his pure, innocent, and naive brother!
Why didn’t he know! He didn’t feel anything at all!
No, he fainted on the battlefield yesterday, so he must have just missed that period—
This made Hong Que feel even blackered-out than being temporarily marked. He typed furiously, his fingers almost creating afterimages: [Who is it! Which arrogant, bold, death-seeking Guide stole both our first times!]
Mo Yin: [Xie Qiang]
Hong Que: [I must kill—wait, who did you say?]
Mo Yin: […]
Hong Que: [Is it really Xie Qiang? Are you sure it’s Xie Qiang? 100% her?]
Mo Yin: […]
Hong Que: [Cough, no wonder I felt continuous purification yesterday. Turns out she discovered my life was in danger and came to save me regardless of everything.]
Hong Que: [Tsk, don’t blame her either. She just likes me too much, so she had to use you to save me. She didn’t mean to be irresponsible to you; after all, she only likes me.]
Mo Yin: …Who asked.
Hong Que: [Cough, is she beside you now? You two last night… how was it?]
The red-haired youth held the optical computer nervously, typing word by word: [She… didn’t say she was very satisfied, right?]
Mo Yin recalled slowly: [No]
Hong Que breathed a sigh of relief: [That’s good. She doesn’t like you, so she definitely isn’t satisfied.]
Mo Yin pursed his lips. For some reason, he felt a bit stuffy.
Tian Lang was already dizzy with anger, starting to curse. “What is this red-haired bird showing off for? Just because the kitten likes him? Heh! Let’s let him know what ‘first come, first served’ means, and that ‘tsundere gets no love’!”
“Reply to him! Reply to him!” Tian Lang stomped its wolf paws indignantly. “Just say this…”
Tian Lang said a sentence. Mo Yin frowned hearing it.
Mo Yin: No good.
Tian Lang: “Say it! Say it—don’t force me to kneel and beg you!”
Mo Yin couldn’t out-stubborn Tian Lang and was afraid it would howl in his spiritual sea and disturb him while sleeping, so he could only brace himself and send a message to Hong Que.
Mo Yin: [But I was very satisfied?]
Add a question mark.
Brother is smart; he can definitely see I was forced to lie.
Mo Yin was very satisfied with this lie-marker he invented temporarily.
On the other side, receiving this message, Hong Que closed his eyes directly, feeling like he was about to die.
He put on his combat uniform in a daze, walked to the army area in a daze, and went to the battlefield in a daze. Only when the day’s battle ended did he go to the base cafeteria with a face unable to accept reality.
How could it be…
How could it be!
How could his brother be satisfied!
Although Xie Qiang is indeed quite pretty, her voice is soft now, her personality has become kind and likeable, and when she smiles she is as cute and obedient as a little kitten…
But, but—
Brother’s wife cannot be touched!
Even if Xie Qiang isn’t his wife-master, the one she likes is him; it has to be him!
Hong Que poked the metal table anxiously with his chopsticks, his leg shaking non-stop, causing Cang Jiu, who was eating opposite him, to look at him with displeasure.
“Were you scared by a few Insect Kings and developed ADHD?”
“No!” Hong Que scratched his hair irritably. Finding no one else to confide in, he complained to Cang Jiu, “Can you believe it? My brother fell in love with Xie Qiang!”
“What’s the big deal?” Cang Jiu felt he was making a fuss over nothing. Glancing at the tooth mark on Hong Que’s face, he raised an eyebrow, his voice adding a bit of playfulness and understanding. “Oh~ So this temporary mark, she bit it on your brother’s face?”
He was wondering which death-seeking Guide dared to mark Hong Que, this bad-tempered guy.
However, didn’t expect Her Highness to have so much fun in the war zone.
Tsk, mood is inexplicably unpleasant.
The silver-haired youth’s fox eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous flavor. He stirred the soup in his bowl leisurely, seeming to say casually, “If you want to stop it, just separate the two.”
“Since I’m tired recently, how about swapping me with Mo Yin…”
Hong Que slammed the table, realizing suddenly. “Right! I can call Xie Qiang over!”
Cang Jiu: …Idiot!
I meant swap me and Mo Yin!
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