Chapter 314 – Great God, I heard you’re going to travel a thousand li to deliver (48)
“But it really is my fault.” Fang Shi’s lips curled into a smile, but there was something unsettling about it.
It was his oversight. He should have let those people give up first before bringing up this matter.
Instead of pulling her, utterly unguarded, into their chaotic circle.
At that moment, the darkness he unconsciously exuded made Yan Luo pause for a second, glancing sideways at him.
Then, the corners of her lips lifted slightly, and in the next instant, she reached out to pinch Fang Shi’s cheek, forcibly yanking him out of his violent thoughts.
People bustled past them, and quite a few who caught sight of Yan Luo’s action gasped in shock.
“Behave yourself. Stop overthinking. Let’s go back and play games.”
No anger. No rejection. She was even affectionate toward him in public.
Fang Shi froze, staring blankly at Yan Luo.
Something stubborn in his heart seemed to crack just a little.
Then, she pulled him forward, and he followed, the corners of his lips subtly lifting.
[*Ding*—Fang Shi’s blackening value -5 (50/100)]
On the surface, he seemed perfectly normal, but in truth, he was deeply obsessive. His possessiveness manifested only toward the things he cared about. Toward anything he disliked or was indifferent to, other people would never notice anything unusual.
Among all the blackened male gods Yan Luo had encountered, Fang Shi was undoubtedly the easiest to get along with, with the best temper and demeanor. But that also meant that his blackening value was the hardest to eliminate.
He was too good at suppressing himself.
Because he cared too much. Because of his past environment. He would never fully trust anyone, not entirely. Even in his obsession with her, this held true.
He would hold her in his heart, treasure her in his hands, make her the center of his world, but always with a lingering sense of distance, a barrier to protect himself from getting hurt.
Or rather, he was used to keeping a darkness within him as a shield against pain.
And that wasn’t something a few words could fix.
Holding Fang Shi’s hand, Yan Luo’s eyes flickered with contemplation. She put away her phone, raised an eyebrow slightly, and suddenly asked, “You’ve probably finished looking into my past by now, right? Any thoughts?”
It didn’t matter who was right or wrong. They all deserved to die… The guilt, the punishment, it was all too light.
Fang Shi’s gaze darkened slightly, yet his lips still carried that faint, unconscious smile. He hooked his fingers against Yan Luo’s palm, and said, “I think you handled it well.”
They were almost at the door when Yan Luo suddenly stopped, watching him with an unreadable expression before breaking into a smile.
She rested a hand on his shoulder, rising onto her toes, leaning in close. “You always look so innocent when you lie through your teeth.”
Fang Shi’s ears burned red—no, nearly exploded—because she was way too close. Her warm breath tickled his ear, and just as he was processing that, she bit his earlobe lightly and whispered, “Little Liar.”
There was only so much a man could endure.
With one arm wrapping around Yan Luo’s waist, the harmless little pup instantly turned into a hungry wolf, flipping her around and pressing his lips against hers with a fierceness.
The air grew heated, laced with breathy, intimate sounds.
Only after a long moment did he finally stop.
Staring at her flushed face and glistening lips, he couldn’t resist lowering his head for another taste, licking her lips lightly.