Chapter 626: The Better Taste of Cold Water with a Kiss

Chapter 626: The Better Taste of Cold Water with a Kiss

“I hope to marry you,” she said, her confession filled with deep emotion, devoid of any pretense.

In Lin Nuo’s mind, Mu Yiting had always been one to wear a mask, even her kind words seemed rehearsed.

Yet now, Lin Nuo surprisingly felt a hint of sincerity, as if it was real.

Was it an illusion? Or was she simply acting too convincingly?

It could very well be true.

“Do you really want to marry?”

“Yes, I want to.”

“I have no intention of that.”

“Not want to marry me, or just not want to marry at all?”

“The latter.”

Lin Nuo spoke casually, showing no shyness about such topics.

“So, can I take that as a chance?”

“Do as you wish.”

Lin Nuo replied while lazily leaning against the headboard like a salted fish.

When it comes to the future, nothing is absolute; who knows?

And Mu Yiting was quite agreeable, he didn’t really have any reasons to refuse.

But discussing marriage now? Forget it—he was just a villain with a high chance of getting killed, and the whole marriage affair was utterly out of place.

The immediate priority was to fight fate and turn the tide.

As for marriage, he would think about it after surviving.

Speaking of marriage, why not let Su Kexin find a man to marry and use love to wear down her ambitions? It would be best for her to retreat to the mountains and live a tranquil life.

But that might be useless; once she retired and he emerged to wreak havoc, she might come back into the fold.

Even if her cultivation fell behind, she still had her chances to rise up, after all, the protagonist halo is undeniably strong.

Winning by force was a bit difficult; right now, it was all about psychological torment—finding a secret tome to launch a mental attack and win that way.

“Then I do have a chance—the engagement is still on, I can wait for you.”

“Do as you wish.”

Lin Nuo repeated, not knowing whether he could wait. Even if it was a veritable promise, saying it was often insufficient; better to just listen for now.

“I have a question: why does your Cold Water taste so good, especially when mixed with your saliva?”

“Are you actually become infatuated with my saliva? Your tastes are quite unique.”

“It definitely has something to do with your saliva; my previous mix was slightly off,” Lin Nuo questioned.

“There’s no one else under heaven who can create the same flavor as I do; I can say that without exaggeration. Moreover, if paired with my kiss, it tastes even better.”

Mu Yiting playfully tapped her finger against the edge of Lin Nuo’s lips, her voice low and sultry, almost teasing.

“That’s not scientific,” Lin Nuo retorted.

“What science?”

“Never mind, it just kills the mood to drink that way, forget it.”

“Doesn’t matter, do you want to continue drinking?”

Mu Yiting bit the straw, taking a big sip, the icy Cold Water still lingering in her mouth.

“One more.”

Mu Yiting nodded and reached the bottle with the straw toward Lin Nuo, who moved forward to receive it like before.

However, what followed was beyond his expectations—she pulled back the straw and leaned in for a kiss instead.

Lin Nuo was caught completely off guard; what was Mu Yiting doing? She was supposed to hand him the drink, not kiss him!

Yet at that moment, he experienced something new; just as Mu Yiting had predicted, her kiss combined with the Cold Water indeed elevated the flavor to a whole new level.

The sweetness increased, but it wasn’t overly sweet—just perfect. Though her mouth’s warmth dulled the ice-cold sensation, if it were colder, it would have been even better.

It was reminiscent of the refreshing chill brought by Qin Shili’s cherry-red lips, banishing all internal heat and bringing tranquility.

As if paralyzed by the experience, Lin Nuo relied on Mu Yiting, who fed him the Cold Water, allowing it to flow from her lips into his.

Initially, he found the act quite objectionable, but now he felt differently.

Mainly, because it elevated the taste of the Cold Water. A piece of ice would have made it simply perfect.

After a little while, Mu Yiting pulled away from Lin Nuo’s mouth, softly asking,

“How was it? Better than before?”

“Indeed, it was great.”

Lin Nuo licked his lips and replied earnestly; this was definitely better than drinking from her straw.

Luxury version Cold Water, you deserve it.

“Do you want to continue?”

“That’s absolutely fine.”

“Good.”

Mu Yiting continued sipping the Cold Water through the straw, transferring it to Lin Nuo mouth-to-mouth.

This continued until the entire bottle of Cold Water was finished.

……

On a distant celestial mountain in the north, there was a palace concerning romantic fates called the Tianyuan Palace.

As a disciple of Yue Lao, Xi Lan had completed the task assigned to her, and now she was leveling up within the Tianyuan Palace, potentially involving herself in more matters of romance.

However, she had no idea when Lin Nuo completed his task; she was informed by someone sent by Yue Lao that she finished and was taken back.

Upon her return to Tianyuan Palace, Yue Lao was not inside, and she still did not know with whom Lin Nuo had been matched.

However, it wasn’t a difficult matter if Lin Nuo found romance, as he had visited the Xuanyun Sect where many female cultivators liked him.

But it was strange because Lin Nuo had never been well-liked in Xuanyun Sect; it was surprising to find that his fellow disciples were fond of him.

Oh well, as long as it was completed, that was good; otherwise, Yue Lao might kick her out of Tianyuan Palace.

These days, Xi Lan waited in the Tianyuan Palace until Yue Lao returned.

“Hello, Master.”

Seeing Yue Lao return, Xi Lan hurriedly went up to greet him.

“Ah, Xi Lan, it’s been a while since you came down from the mountain. Congratulations on successfully completing your task.”

“Thank you, Master. I…”

Xi Lan hesitated, ultimately not asking.

What she wanted to ask was about her final task—who Lin Nuo was romantically tied to.

But asking like this would imply negligence, as if she lost track of her assigned task. If Lin Nuo’s romantic fate developed naturally without her knowledge, and Yue Lao found out, he might immediately deny her success and even strip her of her disciple status in Tianyuan Palace.

Better to hold off on questions and look for opportunities to explore later.

Not only did Yue Lao return, but also came along the heavenly master in charge of divination; they both entered Tianyuan Palace together.

“Xi Lan, you’ve completed your task, now you can come with me to the backyard to observe the clay figurines and red threads.”

The backyard’s serene area held clay figurines and red threads regarding romantic fates; it was there they could learn the romantic connections of the world, indicated by the red threads.

Xi Lan thought this was a great opportunity; going there might reveal with whom Lin Nuo’s red thread connected, thus clearing her confusion. If her master asked, she would have some backup.

“Okay, thank you, Master.”

Then Xi Lan followed Yue Lao inside, and sure enough, she saw many clay figurines in the pool, all connected with numerous red threads.

The clay figurines resembled their real-life counterparts, and Xi Lan soon spotted Lin Nuo’s figurine.

However, what was strange was that the figurine was surrounded by many red threads of romance.