The Mysterious Bride of the Wind God

“No.” Ye also lowered his head, kissing her hair and earlobe, “Allow me a little bit of indulgence.”

She should have immediately refused! Ye Feng grabbed his hand, “Ye, you’ll only sink deeper this way.”

He turned her body to face him. “Do you want to be an angel to save my sinful soul? There’s only one way,” he sneered, “let the angel and the demon go to hell together.”

“What do you mean?” She didn’t understand what he was saying.

“Give yourself to me!” He whispered into her ear, with a hint of challenge.

“Go to hell!” She grabbed a pot and hit him on the head, “How dare you say that to me!”

“You are so cruel, sister!”

“You know me well enough.” Feng tossed the pot into the dining room. “Eat up. Just to let you know, I have an announcement at 7:30, no dodging it.”

That cunning Chun! How did he come up with this move against me? Ye was furious but couldn’t bring himself to punch her. “I’m going to a play, might be late, don’t wait up for me.”

Bingshi Qing was sitting alone in the bar called “Single,” where he once worked as a guitarist.

“Hello, I’m Tian Zhong Wenshan. Can we talk?” It felt like that familiar scene was unfolding before him again.

The night was pitch black, with neon lights flickering. In his eyes, everything was an illusion. The stars in the sky, the bustling city, all seemed irrelevant to him. “Go ahead.” Bingshi Qing lit a cigarette, propped his right leg against the wall, and leaned back.

He had the qualities to be a star! Wenshan smiled slightly, “I really enjoy your music; your guitar playing touches me.”

“That’s laughable.” He shrugged, “I myself don’t feel anything.”

“No, you do. Someone can’t play such great music without rich emotions inside.” Wenshan quickly denied his words.

“Ridiculous! What exactly do you want?” Bingshi Qing was extremely impatient. The man in front of him was too bizarre.

“I want to play music with you. Your talent deeply attracts me!”

The cigarette fell, “What did you say? Talent?”

“Yes, your musical talent. You’ve reignited my interest in music.” Tian Zhong Wenshan’s smile was gentle and clear.

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