Chapter 497: One of My Senior Brothers
But the next moment, she noticed that his gaze changed, becoming somewhat... indescribable...
Yun Ran felt a bit guilty without realizing it, but she pretended to be calm, "Hey, why are you looking at me like that? Did grass grow on my head?"
He just pressed his lips without speaking, quietly staring at her, with a face like an immortal and an expression deep and unreadable.
Yun Ran felt even more guilty under his gaze, pondering: Could he have discovered something? Does he know she’s lying and deceiving him?
As she was trying hard to remember where she might have slipped up, she heard him say in a leisurely tone:
"Actually, I’ve never told you, I’ve practiced Telepathy."
Yun Ran: "???"
"So, I know what you’re thinking."
Yun Ran: "!!!"
At this moment, Yun Ran felt her brain turning into mush, spinning rapidly, getting more confused as it spun, completely unable to think.
Did he just say... Telepathy?
The legendary divine power! He encountered it? And even mastered it? Then what about her? What about her...
[Oh my god! Just destroy me!]
Yun Ran toppled backward, eyes rolled up, feeling utterly hopeless...
The next moment, her face was pinched, and she heard a teasing voice above her head, "Look at you without any guts, scared out of your wits, huh?"
Yun Ran shot him a sideways glance, "Are you kidding? Would I be scared?"
[At most, it’s the unbearable past... uh... you can hear it all... just destroy me!]
Nangong Mo raised an eyebrow slightly, sitting beside the bed, gently hooking her chin with his fingers, examining her with an intriguing expression.
"Oh? You’re not scared? Then this look... could it be envy?"
Yun Ran rolled her eyes at him, slapped his hand away, and felt too stifled to speak.
"Want to learn? Hmm? I can teach you."
"??"
Yun Ran looked at him suspiciously, pondering, if he really mastered Telepathy, not to mention those ’unbearable’ past events, he would of course know all her secrets, so why this reaction?
Thinking of this, Yun Ran sat up suddenly as if resurrected, staring at his handsome face, "Fine, then teach me."
Nangong Mo’s mouth twitched almost imperceptibly, raising an eyebrow lightly, with a half-smile, "Alright, first act coy, call me ’good husband’ to hear, then I’ll teach you."
"..."
Yun Ran rolled her eyes at him, looking at him with suspicion, "I think you’re just bluffing, right? Telepathy? I don’t believe you!"
Although her tone was confident, actually Yun Ran was also unsure, she just wanted to test him out.
Nangong Mo suddenly raised his hand and flicked her forehead lightly, smiling like a seductive demon, "Oh! You found out? Not too stupid after all!"
Yun Ran: "???"
Admitted just like that? Why is it so unbelievable?
Yun Ran squinted at him, trying to see through him, feeling a bit regretful at the moment that she didn’t know Telepathy herself.
"Hmm? What’s that expression? Sad you can’t learn Telepathy?"
Yun Ran slapped away the hand reaching out to pinch her face, glancing at him coolly, "Liar, stay away from me!"
[Nangong Mo, you’re a dog!]
[I’ve emptied your private stash!]
[I discovered your big secret in the secret compartment of the study!]
[I’m going to see Shen Mubai tomorrow!]
[Actually, I used to like someone, I admired him for many years, he is... one of my senior brothers!]
Yun Ran didn’t miss any tiny changes in his expression, but...
His expression didn’t change at all!
From beginning to end, it carried a touch of careless enchantment within nobility and elegance, with a gentle and doting look in his eyes when he looked at her.
[Not a single reaction, could he really not have Telepathy?]
For a moment, Yun Ran was uncertain, and just as she was puzzled, suddenly everything went dark in front of her, as someone pulled the quilt over her and wrapped her up directly.
"With eyes wide open like that, you might see ghosts. Be good, go to sleep."
Listening to the voice drifting down from above, Yun Ran rolled her eyes soundlessly, and tugged the quilt further over her head, covering her face more tightly.
[Hmph! With that annoying look of yours, who wants to see it? Whoever wants to see it can, but I won’t!]
Nangong Mo sat by the bed, his dark eyes narrowing slightly, his expression inscrutable.
A senior brother?
Which senior brother?
