Nan Xun stared at the three black dots on the little paper manâs face for a long time, she suddenly felt it was like a comical villain and couldnât help laughed out loud, âMy Lord, you, this⌠is really the finishing touch, the cute little paper man became so ugly all of a sudden, hahahaâŚâ
She trembled with laughter; her whole small body trembled on top of his legs.
âDuoduo, donât be naughty, continue.â Gong Moran suddenly said, reaching out and gently squeezing her waist, beckoning her to behave.
But when he held it so casually, Nan Xun stopped laughing abruptly while her body trembled with a jerk.
âMy Lord, thatâs my ticklish flesh, youâre not allowed to pinch it.â
When Gong Moran heard this sentence, a light flashed in his eyes. Instead of obediently listening to her, he squeezed it even more seriously, not stopping even once.
The woman in his arms burst out laughing and screaming, tears came out from her eyes until she finally begged for mercy.
Damn it, Gong Moran this lunatic, has his character design collapsed?! Whoâs the one with poker face and immortal-like countenance? Heâs tickling me in all seriousness!
Fortunately, this scoundrel finally said in bewilderment, âSuch a strange ticklish flesh, this Lord doesnât have a single ticklish part from head to toe.â
Nan Xunâs mouth twitched when she heard this, âYour body is so old, of course thereâs no ticklish flesh.â
It was a short slip of her tongue, when she found big bossâ darkened face, Nan Xun felt extreme regret, she did a quick manoeuvre and licked his boots, âMy Lord, youâre a venerable, immortal god in my eyes, beautiful and honourable!â
Gong Moran gave her a sideways glance and told her to continue writing.
After cutting the paper-man and wrote birthdate, Gong Moran began to teach her to draw a spell. The complicated spell that was drawn on the little paper man required all of her attention.
Gong Moran thought that she would practice a few times before writing, didnât expect that she took a brush and directly drawn them all in one go.
âMy Lord, whatâs the use of this spell?â Nan Xun asked curiously.
âThis is a heart locking spell, what this Lord taught you are the simplest five heart locking spells. You see, there are five thin lines in this spell, representing five evil thoughts. Every time this person has an evil thought, one thread will break automatically. When the five threads are broken, the personâs heart will suffocate to their demise, it could be called as an invisible murder.â
After a pause, he couldnât help but glanced at the woman and said lightly, âThis spell is mostly used to punish the wicked, there will be no backlash for those who set up this spell.â
Nan Xun said in amazement, âSo, Princess Yao should be fine as long as she doesnât have maliciousness in her heart, but she will die if she has bad thoughts for five times? But, my Lord, how do one judge whether or not her thought is evil? Every human would have evil thoughts flash through their mind now and then, even I sometimes have the thought to kill people ah.â
Gong Moran chuckled softly, âThese thoughts canât be counted as one, it should be the same evil thoughts that persist for a period of time.â After a little pause, he added, âHowever, for those who can kill people without changing their faces, this spell will have no effect on them.â [T/N: one who doesnât even perceive killing as âevilâ or âgoodâ]
Nan Xun muttered in her heart: The later sentence is referring to you, right?
She understood big bossâ explanation: if Princess Yao had a passing evil intention towards someone, this intention wonât be counted as one, it must be the kind of evil intention that constantly inside her mind, an excessively strong evil thought that can give reaction to this five-hearts-locking spell.
Nan Xun inserted the little talisman into the ashes inside an incense burner, the spell was facing her, giving her a clear view.
When Nan Xun was about to look away, her eyes widened all of a sudden.
Of the five threads, one of them was slowly becoming lighter and shallower from the middle, until finally disappearing, as if that thread was disconnected.
Oh f*ck, this fast?
Nan Xun couldnât help looking at Gong Moran, she heard him say in a light tone, âThis spell was just drawn and one was broken shortly afterwards, which shows that evil thoughts have grown inside this personâs heart for a long time, and they are extremely strong too.â
Nan Xun humph, nodded and said, âItâs obvious the person she wants to kill the most is me.â
As she said that, she suddenly smiled at Gong Moran with an extremely brilliant smile while blinking slyly, âMy Lord, can you guess why her killing intention is so intense right now?â
Gong Moran looked at her without speaking, as if waiting for her to give a follow up.
Nan Xun laughed, âBecause I said some things that made her very angry today, do you know what I said?â
After building up a climax, she continued, âI said, I already slept with you. I tainted the immortal deity-like person in her heart ah, of course she will see me like a devil. I violated her god, so itâs normal for her to want me dead.â
Gong Moranâs eyes flickered with light, his finger flicked on her forehead, âNaughty.â
Then, he seemed like he was lost in thought.
For a long time, he looked at Nan Xun and said, âDuoduo, thereâs nothing tomorrow morning, so tonight you can⌠violate this god as much as you want.â
Nan Xunâs face turned dumbfounded in the next second.
She really just wanted to try a new way to tease big boss, f*ck, what is big boss saying now?!
Let her do what?
âŚvi-violate god?
That night, Nan Xun canât even pretend sleeping, she was forced to violate god.
Inside the main hall of Moran Hall, there was a scorching hot and amorous scene played where a demoness tempted a deity. From beginning to end, State Teacher was still like a rigorous with indifferent look, but his movements were a far cry from the word ârigorousâ, rather, he was thoroughly fierce, intense, rash and heated, almost breaking Nan Xunâs pitiful old waist.
Nan Xun wailed in her heart, what sh1tty immortal god is this?! Your mother, this is all bullsh1t, bullsh1t!
Then Nan Xun suddenly remembered that they forgot to close the window.
F*ck, it! Wonât everyone hear my howls and screams all night then?
Ashamed thoroughly, Nan Xun calmed down.
Being thick-skinned also need exercise ah, sheâs deeply convinced that her skin will be thicker and thicker later on.
Early morning on the second day, Nan Xun who was sleeping on the inner side covertly opened her eyes. Looking at the sleeping man beside her, she gently and silently crossed his body, wishing to crawl out of bed.
She had just successfully brought one leg and one arm across him when the sleeping man suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed her waist, rolled over and pressed her down. Just like this, he started making pancake without even a word out.
Nan Xunâs hands gripped the bedsheet firmly. Although she was severely cooked, burned, and scorched while making pancake, but she couldnât even hear a wisp of panting from the man behind her.
Nan Xun was somewhat angry all of a sudden, she seeks her own death and said, âMy Lord, too light ah, can you do it stronger?â
Do it strongerâŚ
StrongerâŚ
The man behind stopped for a second. At the next second, Nan Xun canât even recognize her parents any more.