Sugar, Come Here

"......"

Little Li remained silent, reaching out to pinch a corner of the red veil.

"Your hand seems to have a mind of its own again."

Li Mo's lips twitched: "This time, it's an idea from the head."

Though he wasn't sure which 'head' he meant.

Darn it, it seems even he couldn't escape the law of complementary softness and hardness, otherwise why couldn't his mouth stay stubborn at all right now.

Whoosh—

The moment the veil slipped away, Li Mo held his breath.

He had never been this nervous before, his mind had never been this empty.

When the beauty he had imagined countless times truly appeared before his eyes, he found his imagination still fell short.

A layer of hazy moonlight spread across the windowsill, the lamplight in the room was dim and flickering, leaving Li Mo momentarily dazed.

The quiet yet restless her from childhood.

The aloof, sacred, and unapproachable her from her maiden years, the brilliant and heavenly her during martial practice—all seemed to soften within the moonlight and candle shadows.

At this moment, her eyes shimmered as she glanced at him, then lowered her gaze, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

She had no idea what an utterly intoxicating charm this was.

Little Li was clearly spellbound.

Hammer Bao also wished to be spellbound.

"The veil is off."

"Mmm..."

"You have to take responsibility for me."

Li Mo, who wanted to prove he wasn't a childish fool, now found his mouth utterly soft and lacking backbone. He had meant to say 'I will take responsibility for you.'

"?"

A question mark popped up above Ying Bing's head.

But seeing his guilty yet serious expression, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips, leaning closer to him, looking at him with smiling, sparkling eyes.

"Does that mean I have to listen to you from now on?"

"Mmm, starting with not calling me 'childish fool.' If you keep calling me that every day, even the elders will think I have no status at home."

"I'll listen to you, husband."

"!"

Little Li shuddered violently. His iron-willed, unyielding bones nearly cracked and shattered into pieces. If he looked in a mirror now, he'd probably be completely flushed red.

How could her crimson, glistening lips possess such devastating power just by parting?

Li Mo was certain she didn't call him that out of genuine submission, but was teasing him. In the end, when he became flustered, the mischievous older sister would still be in control.

She's a wicked ice block! And an exceptionally wicked one at that!

And his poor, wife-empowering fighting spirit had gone completely blank, seemingly about to be toyed with by this wicked older sister...

Wait!

His brain had stopped thinking, but something else could take over...

"Ice block?"

"Hmm?"

"Weren't you saying you had a blister in your mouth before? Let me check if it's healed."

"But didn't we already during the day..."

Li Mo pinched the ice block's chin and bit down before she could finish.

They had indeed kissed during the day, but with so many people watching, it was just a simple peck. How could that compare to a thorough examination?

As everyone knows, Little Li is a serious and responsible gentleman.

His examination was meticulous and thorough, a fact evident from how Ying Bing, shrinking into his embrace, grew increasingly breathless.

Little Li's entire body was soft except for his mouth, while Ying Bing was the exact opposite.

Now, with her hardest part—her mouth—blocked, she could only whimper and moan pitifully, the wicked ice block sister instantly seeming a bit helpless and forlorn.

'They say Sea Silk feels great to the touch, but I disagree.'

What feels best to Little Li's touch should be when it's worn on the ice block's legs and changes color.

And besides.

Sea Silk really can change color.

She suddenly trembled lightly. Li Mo took a moment to glance down.

This color was like a rose burning with flame, a bewitching red pulsating within the heat.

'Two hours.'

'Even when fainting, her mouth stays stubborn.'

Ying Bing had been somewhat skeptical at first, but now she suspected that later...

she wouldn't even be able to keep her mouth stubborn.

System punishments, devotion to the Dao—all seemed to burn away along with it, her mind going blank and turning dull and dazed.

"Tonight, there's still the Summoning Demon Cult..."

"Everything's already arranged."

Li Mo was the type of genius who acted on flashes of inspiration, but this time, he had made complete preparations.

If they were still missing two Fourth Realm combatants, could it be called a complete preparation?

Ying Bing suspected Little Li had planned this all along, but she had no proof. Moreover, she was in no mood to think about it now, her delicate brows suddenly furrowing deeply.

One minute later.

The three-thousand-year-old Sea Silk, bought for three hundred and fifty Profound Crystals and crafted by a grand artisan, let out a mournful 'riiiip' as it was tossed to the floor.

The shape it was torn into looked like some kind of food wrapper.

And it was torn open by a starving ghost who hadn't eaten for three days.

Paired with that flash of red, it was breathtaking.

'Thank goodness we haven't taken the Dragon-Phoenix Primordial Spirit Divine Pill yet...'

She never imagined she'd feel relief over something like this.

'How do you perform the final layer of the Phoenix Cries in Heavenly Marsh again?'

She also never thought there'd be a day she'd forget how to practice a martial technique.

'He didn't secretly use the Divine Form of Heaven and Earth, did he? He mustn't...'

Even more unthinkable was that one day she'd be so afraid of a particular martial art.

However, the most unthinkable thing probably wasn't any of these three.

In her previous life, the ice block had trod on thin ice, had looked down upon the mortal world.

Even without trying, when facing Li Mo, she subconsciously assumed the identity of someone more experienced. That's why she initially called him a childish fool, genuinely seeing him as a little boy who hadn't grown up.

Ying Bing later gradually grew puzzled.

Why did his seemingly childish actions often achieve unexpectedly effective results?

Thus, the seemingly cold and aloof Mistress of the Cassia Palace began to seriously understand him. She was, by nature, someone who disliked the unknown, as it meant losing control.

She discovered he was clever and was growing up quickly.

Mmm, in every sense of the word...

Making Ying Bing, who had trod on thin ice in her past life, experience turbulence in this life—though not exactly 'wandering'... ahem!

Getting back on track, it was probably during this process of curiosity that she ended up getting herself involved.

The Phoenix Heavenly Empress was supremely brilliant, knowledgeable about all things, except for one thing she was a complete blank slate about. So much so that she hadn't realized it then...

That was the beginning of love's arrival.

From now on, she really shouldn't call him a childish fool anymore, right?

After all, he was being so fierce it made one's heart race with anxiety. If he accidentally used the Divine Form of Heaven and Earth again, the consequences were simply unthinkable.

If not 'childish fool,' then what?

"Husband..."

"?"

Her soft voice rippled across the lake of his heart. Li Mo's body stiffened as if frozen solid.

Ying Bing, who had never yielded to anyone in her life but was now softening for the first time, let out a sigh of relief.

But there was one more thing she hadn't anticipated.

Yielding at a time like this would only backfire...

Not softening one bit.

Little Li and Hammer Bao grew even more excited.