Chapter 417: Chapter 286 Goddess Ice Mountain Changed
Night had descended.
The urban sky, a rarity, was full of stars and a bright crescent moon tonight.
The time was probably around 9 p.m.
On the balcony, Liu Wentian had his eyes closed, moving his body, snake-like, sometimes whipping up gusts of wind, sometimes silent. In that silence, though, there was a kind of heart-shaking, formidable aura.
After practicing a set of palm techniques in his mind, Liu Wentian was about to go back to his room for a shower when he heard a knock on the door.
Upon opening the door, he saw Sheng Qianmei standing outside wearing a loose, pure purple cotton nightgown. Although the garment concealed her figure, she still looked tall and alluring, and the attire added a touch of cuteness.
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“Qianmei, is there something you need?” Liu Wentian asked with a smile.
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“Nothing in particular, just wanted to chat with you,” Sheng Qianmei replied, her face blushing slightly, her usual ice-queen demeanor nowhere to be found.
“Were you pushed here by your mom?”
After Liu Wentian spoke, he stuck his head out the door and, sure enough, saw Jenny, Sheng Qianmei’s mother, poking half of her body out from the neighboring room, giving Sheng Qianmei thumbs-up gestures.
Not startled upon seeing Liu Wentian’s head pop out, Jenny simply walked out and smiled at him, saying, “Good son-in-law, what are you daydreaming for? Didn’t you hear Qianmei say she wants to chat? I understand Huaxia men tend to be reserved, but you’ve got to be a bit more manly when it’s time!!”
After speaking, she even winked at Liu Wentian.
Liu Wentian’s face was a study in disbelief—he felt like he was dealing with a mother who was expert at throwing her daughter under the bus!
“Qianmei, come on in,” Liu Wentian stepped aside and said with a smile to Sheng Qianmei.
Sheng Qianmei nodded her pretty head, walked in somewhat shyly, and from behind came Jenny’s encouraging voice, “Qianmei, go for it! Mom will always support you!!”
Blushing at her mother’s words, Sheng Qianmei hurriedly closed the door.
Then she looked at Liu Wentian and said, “My mom… she’s just like that…”
Liu Wentian chuckled, “I’m going to take a shower first. Have a seat.”
When Liu Wentian came out after his shower, he saw Sheng Qianmei lying on his bed, hugging the quilt, boredly swaying her two purple, jade-like little feet in the air, pouting and staring at the ceiling as if deep in thought.
Liu Wentian was taken aback—he hadn’t expected Sheng Qianmei to also have such a childlike side. How to put it… incredibly cute!!
He found himself feeling more and more compassion for this woman and finding it increasingly difficult to refuse her.
“Ah!! You’re out!!” It was only then that Sheng Qianmei realized Liu Wentian had come out. Seeing him staring at her feet swaying in mid-air, she couldn’t help but blush and quickly sat up.
Liu Wentian walked over to the bed, smiling, and said, “Qianmei, is there something you want to talk to me about? You didn’t come over in the middle of the night to discuss traditional medicine, did you?”
Although it was Jenny who pushed Sheng Qianmei to come over, Liu Wentian understood that, given Sheng Qianmei’s character, she wouldn’t have come if she didn’t genuinely want to talk about something.
Sheng Qianmei nodded and said with a smile, “Sit here first.”
Liu Wentian chuckled and climbed onto the bed, both of them dressed in home pajamas, looking just like an old married couple.
Liu Wentian felt a warm current flowing in his heart and couldn’t help but reach out and stroke Sheng Qianmei’s silky golden hair, smiling and saying, “Are you still worried about me getting hurt at the Ancient Martial Arts Congress?”
“Liu Wentian, it’s not that I don’t trust you; I’m afraid—”
Before Sheng Qianmei could finish, Liu Wentian interrupted her, saying, “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine, and with me here, no one can hurt you.”
A sweet, tender smile appeared on Sheng Qianmei’s face; she nodded and leaned her head against Liu Wentian’s shoulder.
Liu Wentian’s body trembled—the faint, refreshing scent emanating from Sheng Qianmei sped up his heartbeat.
“Liu Wentian, if you want me, I’ll give myself to you right now,” Sheng Qianmei suddenly said.
“What??”
Liu Wentian was startled—despite no longer being a novice, he still found his heart racing uncontrollably, a fire burning within him. He swiftly circulated his True Qi to suppress the agitation.
“Qianmei, I’ve told you, I have a girlfriend, you—” Although he was very tempted to take this beautiful, sexy, and cute woman right then and there, he couldn’t help but say.
This woman’s naivete was endearing, but the more she was like this, the more he feared hurting her.
“Wow, Qianmei, you’re looking there again; you little vixen!!” Liu Wentian saw that Sheng Qianmei hadn’t responded and, turning his head, caught her looking at a certain place. He couldn’t help but flush with embarrassment and said.
Sheng Qianmei, too, turned a shade of red, thinking that there was still no reaction. It seemed she would truly have to do as her mother had suggested!
As for what Liu Wentian had just said about having a girlfriend, it went in one ear and out the other—she saw it merely as an excuse for him to cover up some physical flaw, and she couldn’t bear to damage his pride.
Sheng Qianmei smiled, kissed Liu Wentian on the face, and said, “Okay, I get that you have a girlfriend.”
Liu Wentian was a bit dazed. She understood he had a girlfriend yet still kissed him—what was he supposed to make of that? It was like she was leading him into temptation!
Just when certain thoughts began to surface in Liu Wentian’s mind, Sheng Qianmei spoke softly, “Liu Wentian, promise me you won’t get hurt at the Ancient Martial Arts Congress. As long as you’re safe and sound, once the congress is over, I’ll give you a gift!!”