The city gate tower was bathed in a beautiful twilight yellow.
The Cold Fairy found herself snug in the embrace of a certain unknown little husband-doting tyrant as he pawed around for snacks, her cheeks blushing a shade far more charming than the evening gloom.
At first, it was just a peck, but soon it was a struggle for breath.
After a moment, Li Mo finally released the floating Ying Bing, who gasped for air like a fish out of water, her gaze drooping in a dreamy daze.
“Hammer Treasure….”
“It can defy the heavens and earth, you told me that last time.”
“And now Ice Chunk has learned to hog the answers too. Reward me with a snack.”
“?”
Ying Bing’s puzzled response barely made it out before it got stuck back down her throat.
It had only been a few days, but Li Mo felt like he hadn’t seen Ice Chunk in ages, and he was determined to make up for lost time in one go.
The effects were phenomenal.
Even Ice Chunk’s notoriously hard mouth had gone soft.
Strange.
With Ice Chunk’s mouth softening, the hardness of Hammer Treasure shot right up.
The golden value of the Soft-Hard Complement Law was also on the rise!
Li Mo figured his research into this theory was still quite shallow, and he’d have to wait until after they were married to seriously discuss it with Ice Chunk.
About another incense stick’s time passed.
Ying Bing had her back to him and turned her head just as he was about to kiss her, giving her neck quite the ache.
“Ah….”
Li Mo got bitten on the corner of his mouth, and by the time he processed it, she was already looking out at the Ziyang Mansion beyond the city gate.
Oh, probably taking revenge for biting her tongue just now.
The Phoenix Sky Empress really held grudges!
But when would grievances ever end? Little Li certainly wouldn’t bicker with the childish Ice Chunk, and together their gazes drifted into the distance.
The crowd flowed with the ebb and flow of the sunset, the passage of time became silent.
Aside from the few people who didn’t notice the commotion happening atop the city gate, this scene looked a bit like the final act of “A Chinese Odyssey.”
“If only it could stay like this forever.”
“Does your hand have to keep being so naughty too?”
“Hmm?”
Without thinking, Li Mo squeezed her waist, his expression gradually turning serious.
“Ice Chunk, I’ve been pondering why my hand always seems to have its own ideas.”
“Have you figured it out yet?”
“Well, you did teach me first things first! So, it makes sense my hand instinctively seeks out the coziest spots to hang out.”
“What nonsense, that’s not how it works….”
“Like your feet, they always find the spots they prefer too, right?”
Little Li might not wake up earlier than Ice Chunk, but you bet he would wake up at night!
Sometimes the reason he woke up was that the warmest part of him got suddenly frozen by Ice Chunk.
It’s common knowledge that the coldest spot on a girl is…
“…..”
Ying Bing squinted her eyes. That childish ghost was threatening her again, wasn’t he?
As a reincarnated empress with two lifetimes under her belt, she certainly wasn’t going to let this slide!
“Keep your hands to yourself.”
“Fine.”
Li Mo strained to keep his lips from curling up like a crescent moon, but Hammer Treasure wasn’t cooperating, making his grin impossible to suppress.
Plus, his lip had just been bitten, giving it quite the ω shape.
Ying Bing leaned back against his shoulder, pondering for a moment before suddenly exclaiming:
“I’ve got a lead on a martial art to aid digestion!”
“What kind?”
Li Mo was hardly surprised; for Ice Chunk, creating a legendary technique was just another day at work.
After a while, Li Mo learned about a new technique, which was adapted by Ying Bing from the martial arts of a certain sect known for their gastronomic skills—after all, ‘shaping to compensate for shape’ was the essence of their training.
With this martial art, one’s digestive capabilities would soar, allowing them to absorb certain qualities from the food they ate. For instance, eating Ming Jiao’s meat would make one more attuned to water vapor, or eating chicken feet could improve one’s singing and dancing abilities…
Ahem, that was beside the point, since Ice Chunk had omitted that part.
The new technique, “Five Organs Devouring Spirit Skill,” was mainly about amplifying one’s ability to consume and digest.
“With this skill, I’ll never have to worry about overeating. The only concern is eating fast enough….”
Little Li memorized the details and his genius brain started working overtime.
“Hey, Ice Chunk, what if I tried eating like Xiang Liu?”
“But you only have one head.”
Seeing his serious expression, Ying Bing sighed in some exasperation.
“But I can create clones!”
Li Mo raised a finger: “I’ve thought about this for a while, a clone is just like the real deal, it can even cast spells! So what if it eats?”
“If a clone eats something and then disappears, where does the food go?”
Ying Bing: “…… Huh?”
The Cold Fairy’s martial arts mastery was unmatched, as if blessed by the gods.
But little Li’s brilliant question had struck a nerve in her knowledge blind spot.
“Practice is the only standard to test truth; we’ll find out if we try.”
With tremendous zeal, Li Mo yanked a hair from his head.
After checking the still lush hairline, he let out a puff of relief, blowing the hair away and transforming it into another version of Little Li.
“Ice Chunk, do you have something to eat?”
“Just this.”
Ying Bing pulled out an ice pop.
Clone-Little Li eagerly accepted it, chomping away at the icy treat as if he’d been doing it forever.
Three bites later, the ice pop was nothing but a memory.
Li Mo nodded, causing the clone to disperse and closed his eyes.
“How was it?”
“Ah…. There’s ice in my stomach!”
Li Mo was stunned.
Sure enough, the food hadn’t disappeared; it had just popped up in his stomach after the clone vanished!
Who could ever beat him at snuggling after this?
“Ice Chunk, let’s head back.”
“Sure, back to Qiushui Pavilion or home at Ziyang Mansion?”
“Let’s go to the estate and give Elder Qian a lesson.”
Li Mo took Ice Chunk’s hand and headed back.
