Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Chapter 451: Chapter 451: Summoning Lord Mo with Monthly Tickets (9)

Not good enough?

Mu Qingge looked around the room again, raising an eyebrow slightly.

The elegance of this room almost surpasses her home in the Qin Country. If this doesn’t count as a good accommodation, then what are the rooms in the Mu Mansion in Qin Country? A doghouse?

”So, does this mean we’re still in Li Country’s territory?” Mu Qingge asked.

The old eccentric had said earlier that they would rest for a day before meeting up with Mo Yang and the others. When they parted ways, they had agreed to reconvene at the border between Li Country and Yu Country.

Given the old eccentric’s personality, he definitely wasn’t one to backtrack.

This could only mean that they were still in Li Country.

As expected, Mu Qingge’s words made Si Mo nod.

”We can go find them directly,” Mu Qingge said with slightly furrowed brows.

Si Mo glanced at her and said in a dim tone, ”Are you sure you want to go looking like this? Your Illusionary Artifact will be repaired by tomorrow.”

Mu Qingge pressed her lips tightly together.

Although Mo Yang and the others knew her true gender, she had never appeared in front of them as a woman... Moreover, there were also those four attendants of Han Caicai with them.

”Then let’s rest for a day,” Mu Qingge said as she walked to the bed, brushing the bed with her sleeve before leaping onto it gracefully.

Seeing Si Mo still standing in place, she raised an eyebrow and asked, ”You’re not leaving?”

Initially, she thought her obvious ’dismissal’ would make Si Mo turn and leave. However, he seemed oblivious to it and walked towards the bed.

Mu Qingge’s eyes flickered as she watched him approach, her lips pressed together in silence.

Only when he sat on the edge of the bed with a sleeve flick did she speak coldly, ”What are you doing?”

Si Mo’s figure shifted, and he lay down beside Mu Qingge, causing her to retreat quickly. But with the wall behind her, where else could she go?

”Naturally, to sleep,” Si Mo replied unabashedly.

”This is my room,” Mu Qingge said between gritted teeth with a dark expression. The implication being ’If you want to sleep, go back to your room.’

”Wrong,” Si Mo said, shaking his head to point out Mu Qingge’s mistake.

”Wrong? What do you mean?” Mu Qingge asked with a frown.

Si Mo pointed to her, then to himself: ”This is our room. We had no choice; the place is too small, and Gu Ye managed to find only this barely habitable room.”

”Are you joking with me?” Mu Qingge could hear her own teeth grinding.

”I’m telling the truth,” Si Mo said innocently.

Yes, Gu Ye really went to great lengths to secure this room. For this, he even destroyed the other rooms in the inn.

”Then you can have it,” Mu Qingge said, sitting up and planning to leave, unwilling to entangle further with this old eccentric.

However, Si Mo grabbed her wrist, preventing her from leaving.

”Let go.”

”There are no other rooms left. Why don’t we just make do for a day?” Si Mo propped his head with his hand, his black hair cascading down as he gazed at her with a smile.

Mu Qingge frowned and said, ”I can go to another inn.”

”Why make it so complicated?” Si Mo said. ’Hmm, I should have had Gu Ye destroy all the other inns too. His temper has really improved a lot.’

”It’s not a bother,” Mu Qingge said, pulling her wrist hard, only to be pulled into Si Mo’s embrace with a little force.

Caught off guard, Mu Qingge found herself sprawled awkwardly on Si Mo’s chest, her hands resting on him, their extremely beautiful faces suddenly brought close together.

Mu Qingge’s previous hairpin had already turned to ashes under the Fire Cloud Yang Flame, leaving her hair loose. Now, as she lay there, her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, falling on Si Mo and the bed, tangling with his hair.

In the depths of Si Mo’s amber eyes, the reflection of Mu Qingge’s astonished expression grew increasingly heated.

As Mu Qingge recovered from her shock, she saw her current embarrassed state through Si Mo’s eyes. Her eyes suddenly narrowed, and her lips, red as petals, gently curved into a smile.

”Do you really want to share a bed with me so much?” Mu Qingge asked, a beguiling light dancing in her clear eyes as she gazed at that peerlessly handsome face.

In that instant, Si Mo seemed to be drawn into her eyes, his voice low and infused with a seductive allure: ”Is little Ge’er inviting me?”