What? Playing games can also save your husband

Chapter 231 The once virtuous and upright senior disciple of the sect has turned evil! (30)

The afternoon sun wasn't harsh; it felt like a thin veil gently draped over you, warm and comforting. The sky was a clear blue, and the clouds, fluffy from the sun, drifted lazily in the air.

The green plants in the yard, whose names I don't know, also shimmered with a golden light.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the grass and trees nodded in agreement, their countless branches and leaves huddled together, making a rustling sound.

The air was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and the scent of grass. Mo Xuan opened her arms, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and savored the breeze and the fragrance of flowers. She felt more comfortable and relaxed than ever before.

A swing hangs on a large tree on the left side of the yard. It is made of two hemp ropes and a wooden board. It is very simple, but exceptionally sturdy.

Mo Xuan sat on it with her feet dangling in the air. She didn't exert any force; she just swayed slowly with inertia, which was quite pleasant.

When Luo Yunche woke up, this peaceful and serene scene greeted him.

He silently walked up behind Mo Xuan, put his arms around her shoulders from behind, and gently rested his chin on her shoulder.

"You're awake."

Mo Xuan grasped his large hand at her collarbone, leaning naturally against his chest, her voice sweet and gentle.

"I didn't wake you because I saw you sleeping so soundly, but I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly."

Luo Junche raised an eyebrow slightly, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "You slept quite well, and had a dream."

Perhaps because he had just woken up, the man's voice was hoarse and deeper than usual.

"What dream?"

Mo Xuan asked in return.

"I dreamt of a very strange world, with me and you. It must have happened in the past, but the dream was short and didn't remind me of much."

"That's great! Even if it's not much, just being able to remember it is a huge step forward!"

Mo Xuan clapped his big hands excitedly, his face beaming with joy.

Unlike her joy, Luo Junche's lips gradually drooped downwards. He tightened his arms, pressing closer to the person in front of him.

"No, not at all."

His voice carried a hint of grievance.

"I don't like this feeling, not knowing anything, not remembering anything, like a fool."

Why talk about yourself like that?

Mo Xuan disagreed somewhat and wanted to comfort him, but didn't know where to begin.

"He's an idiot,"

The man behind him insisted on his version of events.

"So, to prevent me from being so foolish, could the clever Miss Mo Xuan tell me her story from the past?"

"You really want to listen? What if you get a headache again? You were in so much pain last time, are you forgetting what you did wrong?"

Mo Xuan did not agree; she was still somewhat hesitant and conflicted about the matter.

"But I really don't want to live like this in a daze anymore. Besides, last time was just an accident. Even if I have a headache, it's not a life-threatening thing."

More than the physical pain, Luo Yunche could not accept the emptiness in his heart.

The man behind her looked extremely aggrieved. He tried to persuade her while rubbing his head against Mo Xuan's neck.

"Don't do this."

The spot where he rubbed against her felt itchy, and Mo Xuan shrugged uncomfortably. The man suddenly transformed into a cute little puppy, and she couldn't help but soften her heart. She was completely unable to resist and was totally controlled by this cunning man.

Unable to refuse, Mo Xuan had no choice but to agree.

“Our story can’t be explained in just a few words. Since you insist, I’ll tell you slowly.”

"Okay, I'm all ears."