Chapter 624: Mu Yiting’s Saliva

Chapter 624: Mu Yiting’s Saliva

Lin Nuo was rudely awakened, bending over to get up, rubbing his eyes. The place he found himself in felt somewhat unfamiliar; first, the bed—a light pink bedding and curtains, filled with the scent of youthful maidens.

The room was tastefully decorated, looking very cozy.

Moreover, the bed was infused with the fragrance of flowers, making one feel pleasantly refreshed.

What the heck, why do I keep running into these situations? I faint, wake up in a girl’s bed?

Thinking back, he hadn’t taken any drugs, yet he felt an overwhelming fatigue and a sense of being drained.

At that moment, Su Kexin and Ling Meng had been sucking his blood, one mouthful after another—how frightening! Just a few sips and he felt completely exhausted.

Fortunately, the big villain was skilled and resourceful. With a move combining blood poisoning and a swift escape, he managed to resolve the crisis.

Then what happened? He felt weak, his vision blurred, and he just collapsed.

It felt like he fell into something soft, and then he lost consciousness.

Now he woke up, and all his wounds were bandaged, especially the ones on his neck. He had two wounds earlier, but now they were all wrapped up, no more bleeding, and his neck felt fine—not stiff or awkward. The bandaging was quite meticulous.

He was saved. Who took him in?

So, where is this place?

Lin Nuo was covered with a blanket, which kept shifting, and next to him was a girl who was also getting up.

She wore a thin, black shoulder-sleeve nightgown that was loose-fitting, with her pure white shoulder strap slipping off slightly. Some light streamed in from the window, allowing Lin Nuo to see the girl’s alluring shoulders.

The girl rubbed her sleepy eyes and stretched a little. Upon noticing Lin Nuo was awake, she leaned over and cuddled against him.

“Awake? Feeling alright?”

The girl had a slight scent of blush and powder, not too strong, but nice enough to perk Lin Nuo up a bit.

Who is this?

He turned his head to look and found it was Mu Yiting.

Why is it her? Did I auto-navigate myself back to Helong Hall?

It’s possible.

But why am I on this light pink bed of a youthful maiden? And this big bed also has a long pillow—it’s meant for two!

So, did I sleep next to Mu Yiting?

“What is this place?” Lin Nuo asked.

“My room—no, our room.”

“Our room? When did we have a room together?”

“For people with a marriage contract, isn’t it normal to have a shared room?”

Mu Yiting said softly, but Lin Nuo felt a headache coming on.

Let’s assume there is a shared room; it shouldn’t be a girly light pink! This overwhelming feminine vibe—does that fit my villainous style at all?

Clearly not.

His room should be dark purple with themes like skulls and demons, maybe even some blood lettering to showcase terror. That’s what a big villain’s room is supposed to be like!

This pink stuff? Even a tough guy wouldn’t go for it.

“There’s a marriage contract, but we haven’t married, so we shouldn’t.”

“Shouldn’t? I think it’s quite reasonable. Even if you think it shouldn’t be, it’s too late—there aren’t any other rooms, and you need to rest on this bed. Because I’m taking care of you, that’s just how it is.”

Mu Yiting continued speaking softly, but with a certain firmness. There was no compromising with Lin Nuo—it was this room, the door was locked tight, so good luck escaping!

“Do you not like me? If so, just say it. I’m not unreasonable.”

“What are you talking about?”

Lin Nuo replied irritably, feeling it was like dealing with a girlfriend throwing a tantrum.

“Then that means you do like me. You can’t change the fact that this is where you rest, but I can change the décor. After all, this is our room and it was originally arranged according to my taste, which obviously isn’t fair to you.”

“Whatever you say.”

Lin Nuo replied again irritably, then lay back down. He understood one truth: it’s best not to argue too much with women. Keep things simple, no need for discussions.

Arguing too much is tiring—better to just lie down.

He had to admit, this bed was incredibly soft and quite comfortable.

“Are you hungry?” Mu Yiting asked.

“I’m sleepy. I want to sleep.”

“There’s Meat Floss Cake, and some Kehan Water.”

“Hm? If you’re mentioning that, I’m not sleepy anymore.”

No matter what, those two things are a perfect match—together they create an exquisite delicacy that revives one instantly.

“Here, ah~”

Mu Yiting had already prepared the food for Lin Nuo, placing it at the edge of the bed. She tore off a small piece of Meat Floss Cake and held it out to Lin Nuo.

Lin Nuo cooperatively bit into the cake and chewed.

“More.”

“Okay.”

She handed him another small piece, and he ate it again.

“Water.”

“Alright.”

Mu Yiting dutifully brought over a bottle of chilled Kehan Water, and she had even followed Lin Nuo’s earlier suggestion and added a straw.

He had said that drinking Kehan Water with a straw adds soul to it.

She always wondered what that soul referred to—could it be that Kehan Water has a spirit? Adding a straw gives it soul?

Whatever, having a straw is just better.

Lin Nuo didn’t hold back and took a long sip, letting out a sigh of relief.

So refreshing.

“Want more to drink?”

“Eat the cake.”

“Okay.”

Immediately, Mu Yiting handed him another piece of Meat Floss Cake, then she took the straw from Lin Nuo’s earlier drink.

Lin Nuo was puzzled, what the heck is this? An indirect kiss?

“What are you doing?”

“I’m thirsty too.”

“No, you’re using my straw…”

“What’s wrong with that? We’ve already kissed; sharing a straw is no big deal. I don’t mind, so you shouldn’t either. A capable person like you surely wouldn’t care about such trivialities, right? Of course not; I believe you wouldn’t mind.”

Mu Yiting said it nonchalantly, with a hint of playful sarcasm. Lin Nuo felt like he had met his match.

He didn’t have much of a reason to mind.

First off, her saliva wasn’t poisonous, and it smelled sweeter than the Kehan Water itself.

Honestly, I’m beginning to wonder if she added her saliva during the last step.

“Do you want more? Just the last one; after today, that’s it. If you want more, you’ll have to wait.”

“I never said I wouldn’t drink.”

“Here.”

Mu Yiting continued to offer Lin Nuo the drink with the straw, and he seemed quite at ease, sipping the Kehan Water through the straw.

For some reason, the flavor was richer than before, feeling like it had a bit more soul.

Damn, why does it taste so good?

“Here.”

Lin Nuo handed back the Kehan Water, and Mu Yiting took it and drank—truly like an old married couple, not awkward at all.

“You’re better off as your original self; that’s your style.”

“Wasn’t I always like this?”

“No, at least when you woke up, you didn’t call me ‘Young Master’.”

“‘Young Master’?”

Lin Nuo was startled. Lying here, he hadn’t greeted her with respect as he usually did.

Looks like he wasn’t maintaining the tone of their previous dialogues?

Oh no, I’ve been dazed lying here.

“Not calling isn’t bad; I actually prefer the most genuine you. The authority of Helong Hall still belongs to you, Lin Nuo.”

Mu Yiting smiled.

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