Chapter: Chapter 296
“That’s easy,” Luo Cong’an quickly interjected. “Mister, you can come with me to the back mountain.”
Upon hearing this, Chen An didn’t immediately refuse. From current observations, Luo Cong’an’s spirit seemed temporarily stable. Well, perhaps, probably, maybe… At least she wouldn’t have an attack like when they first met, right? As long as they could sit down and talk, and communicate slowly, Chen An would be happy to stay with her.
He turned to look at Eileen beside him. “Then what about her?”
Luo Cong’an instinctively wanted to tell Eileen to go wherever she pleased. But she quickly realized that if Eileen wasn’t settled, Mister wouldn’t agree. Weighing the options, she wanted to stay with Mister more. So, Luo Cong’an gritted her teeth and said, “She, comes too.”
Anyway, her small courtyard on the back mountain had exactly two guest rooms that could accommodate people. Then she could take the opportunity to have this big Moth sleep in one room by herself, and she could sleep with Mister.
A little calculation later, Luo Cong’an couldn’t help but feel a little excited. Very good. Although there might be an annoying person around usually, in the end, this deal was definitely worth it. With this thought, she even became afraid that Mister wouldn’t agree.
Chen An’s gaze fell on Eileen. The woman didn’t show much emotion, only leaning against him and softly saying, “Everything is up to Priest Lord’s arrangements.” This was indeed her true intention. As she had said before, she just wanted to stay with Priest Lord forever and asked for nothing else. Of course, this crazy woman in front of her must be excluded.
Eileen narrowed her eyes and met Luo Cong’an’s ill-intentioned gaze. Her expression remained unchanged, thinking, you’d better not sleep too soundly tonight. Luo Cong’an’s eyes flickered a few times, thinking that she must find an opportunity to dismantle this big Moth then. She wondered how she would flutter around when she was all bare!
Both of them harbored their own wicked thoughts, but on the surface, they tacitly said nothing. Little did they know, they had already secretly sentenced each other to death in their hearts.
Since the decision was made, Chen An didn’t delay any further. After briefly packing his things, and without waiting for his three roommates to return to say goodbye, the three of them departed together. Anyway, he felt that whether he was around or not probably didn’t matter much to his three roommates. Besides being good-looking, his roommates’ impression of Chen An was probably just laziness.
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The small path leading to the back mountain was located between two towering mountain peaks. It was a sort of narrow pass. This terrain always caused the wind to blow there year-round. And every evening, this wind would become particularly strong.
On the small path, the young man walked ahead. He knew Luo Cong’an’s residence, so he didn’t need anyone to lead the way. Chen An was wearing a plain Daoist robe today. The color was light green, giving a refined impression.
Behind him followed two women, both exceptionally beautiful. They had temporarily put aside their initial animosity and were no longer at each other’s throats. For Luo Cong’an, she naturally wanted Chen An to stay and could not let him be taken away by others. This was why she had been so agitated when she first met Eileen, even resorting to a physical fight. But now, it seemed that the other party didn’t care where she went, as long as she could stay with someone. This made Luo Cong’an feel a little resentful. Because she didn’t know how many women like this, who were inseparable from him, Mister had already attracted? Currently, she knew of Su Chichi, and adding this big Moth in front of her, that made two.
Fortunately, Su Chichi was trapped in the illusion meticulously woven by her and should still be living her happy life with her Master. Luo Cong’an’s thoughts wandered aimlessly. Thinking of how Su Chichi would be on the verge of collapse after discovering the truth. A hint of satisfaction involuntarily appeared at the corners of her mouth. How could such a despicable woman have any connection with Mister? She deserved to be trapped in the illusion forever, never to wake up again. Moreover, what was wrong with illusions? Reality was too cruel. Let her obediently hold a child in the illusion.
Thinking of this, Luo Cong’an inexplicably became unhappy again. Because even in an illusion, the thought of another woman being affectionate with Mister made her feel a little unbearable. Luo Cong’an’s red pupils revealed a cold glint. Indeed, any woman who attempted to approach Mister was best dealt with early. Her gaze fell on the woman in the black dress not far away.
Eileen seemed to sense something and turned her head to look. She then haughtily lifted her chin. This was a gesture she had often made as a child, and it continued to the present. Or, to put it plainly, Eileen liked to look at people with her nostrils. Chen An in the past was often treated this way by her. But compared to now, she would usually add a few curses, such as “pervert,” “disgusting,” and so on. The current Eileen certainly wouldn’t be so childish. Because she had thought of a better way to declare her ownership.
Seeing the black dress flutter, she quickly walked a few steps to the young man’s side. Then, she extended her hand and took Chen An’s right hand. Her fingers were slender and white, eye-catching and seemingly appetizing. The young man continued walking as if nothing had happened, showing no reaction and making no refusal. He merely paused slightly and casually asked, “What’s wrong?”
The mountain wind always carried a hint of coolness. The wind was quite strong at this moment, rustling their clothes. Eileen shook her head and said softly, “Nothing, I’m just a little cold.” Chen An was startled. His right hand indeed felt a cold and smooth touch. However, she was already a god. How could a mere mountain wind make her feel cold? Such a lie was naturally easy to expose. But looking at those bright, star-like eyes, he thought that no one would be so clueless as to point out the truth, right? So, Chen An didn’t speak and continued walking.
Eileen’s delicate eyebrows curved slightly. After Priest Lord left, she had lived in the temple with Selena for so many years. Yet, the total time she had smiled combined was less than a tenth of today. Staying by the young man’s side, even though his face was much younger, and even though her height was almost equal to his. Eileen still felt as if she had returned to that manor that belonged only to them. Returned to that summer. They lay on the lawn in the garden, basking in the breeze, carefree. As she thought of this, the mountain wind happened to blow her long hair. The strands danced in the air, gently brushing against the young man’s face. Chen An didn’t get angry; he simply pushed them away with his hand. He suddenly felt that such a scene seemed to have happened somewhere before.
The next moment, his left hand also felt a soft touch. He glanced over and saw Luo Cong’an’s delicate face. There was a hint of anger in her eyes. This anger was naturally not directed at Chen An. Luo Cong’an looked at Eileen and snorted coldly. The meaning was obvious.
What. If you can hold his hand, can’t I?
(End of Chapter)
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