Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 607

Chapter 607: Chapter 42: Um, I’m Not Ready Yet

Staring at Si Mo, Mu Qingge had to admit that a jealous Mo was particularly adorable.

His unparalleled handsome features carried a cute annoyance, making her ’Lord’s heart rejoice’! Si Mo at this moment seemed no longer the lofty king, but merely a mortal caught in the throes of love.

Just like ordinary people, he had joy, anger, annoyance, and infatuation.

"Is your business finished?" Mu Qingge lightly hooked the man’s attractive, well-defined chin.

Si Mo brushed her hand aside, leaned forward, and blocked all of Mu Qingge’s retreat paths. His amber eyes shone brightly as he stared at her: "Little Lord, what must I do to win your favor?"

Mu Qingge’s mouth twitched slightly.

This phrase was something she had used to teasingly toy with him but now had become a lever, held in this man’s grip.

"Let’s see how you perform." After a long while, Mu Qingge managed to squeeze out these words with forced confidence.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Si Mo’s eyes lit up, his slender fingers slid down to her collar, and he said suggestively: "Then Little Lord, watch my performance."

Sensing a certain man’s mischief, Mu Qingge abruptly grabbed his large hand near her collar, her eyes vigilant: "What are you up to?"

"Naturally, to serve you, Little Lord!" Si Mo looked over with innocent eyes.

These words, laden with obvious insinuation, set off alarm bells in Mu Qingge’s heart. She pressed against Si Mo’s chest with both hands, and with a sudden push, seized the chance to escape his control, standing swiftly to tidy her slightly rumpled clothing.

Si Mo gazed at her look of a startled little beast and could not help but let out a magnetic low chuckle from his throat and lips.

Upon hearing this laughter, Mu Qingge’s expression changed.

She knew she had been teased by this man!

"Little Ge’er looks adorable when she’s shy." Si Mo added.

Whoosh——!

Mu Qingge instantly felt her cheeks flush crimson, unbearably hot.

"Who’s shy?" Feeling her pride wounded, Mu Qingge ground her teeth and retorted.

Yet this statement appeared utterly feeble, completely lacking conviction.

Fortunately, Si Mo had no intention of arguing with her, he stood up and walked beside Mu Qingge. His tall figure was enough to envelop Mu Qingge.

Si Mo’s hand stretched towards Mu Qingge’s waist, encircling her and pulling her into his embrace.

He lowered his head, gazing into Mu Qingge’s eyes, and spoke with a deep voice: "Little Ge’er, when will you become my wife? I can’t wait any longer."

Such blunt words made the temperature on Mu Qingge’s cheeks rise rather than fall. Her gaze wandered as she said hesitantly: "Uh, well... I’m not ready yet."

"Pfft!"

Mu Qingge’s bewildered reaction elicited a light laugh from Si Mo.

Mu Qingge felt frustrated within, not daring to look at him, muttering through gritted teeth: "Too weak!" Regarding matters of love, she truly felt fumbling.

She indeed had chosen Si Mo and didn’t mind breaking a barrier. But whether past or present, she had no experience in such matters.

Seeing pigs run doesn’t mean one knows how.

If it really came to that, she feared her mind would go blank, the battleground lost, losing the position of control.

Lose control!?

Mu Qingge’s eyes ignited with fire; it was something she absolutely could not compromise on!

"Little Ge’er isn’t ready yet, I won’t force you." Si Mo said with a smile, exceptionally understanding.

Mu Qingge turned her eyes toward him, seriously observing for a moment, then suddenly said innocently: "Um, wouldn’t keeping it in for too long cause problems?"

The smile at Si Mo’s mouth stiffened as he stared into Mu Qingge’s innocent eyes, in which the depths gleamed with a hint of unnoticed mischief.

His smile widened slowly, squinting as he asked: "Yes, it could hurt. Little Ge’er, what should we do then?"

Mu Qingge blinked, still looking innocent, under Si Mo’s expectant gaze, she lowered her gaze, placed her hand on Si Mo’s right hand, lifted it, and shook it in front of Si Mo.

Confusion rose in Si Mo’s eyes, not understanding what lifting and shaking his right hand signified.

In his puzzled, anticipated gaze, Mu Qingge said: "When you really can’t hold back, let it help you. I don’t mind."

Si Mo stiffened, turning to stone on the spot.

Meanwhile, Mu Qingge laughed heartily, cheerfully breaking free from Si Mo’s embrace, heading outside.

As Mu Qingge’s laughter gradually faded, Si Mo’s rigid expression regained some activity. His eye twitched fiercely, in his amber eyes winds and waves tossed and turned.

Suddenly, his figure flashed, swiftly pursuing Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge was swaggering ahead, proud of regaining a point. Suddenly sensing a wind blowing past, she heard a sentence carried by the wind into her ear —

"Then Little Ge’er should come and solve it for me personally!"

Mu Qingge’s expression froze, her pupils contracted slightly. Perceiving a dangerous aura approaching her rapidly, without much thought, her body made the most faithful response — escape!

With a flicker, Mu Qingge stepped on the Star Beginning Step, dodging the grasp reaching from behind.

Si Mo missed, and upon looking back, saw a streak of brilliant red swiftly leaving his line of sight. His amber eyes sparkled with amusement as he chased after that red streak.

It seemed that henceforth, no matter heaven or earth, above or below, nine skies beyond, he would never give up!

To escape Si Mo’s grasp, Mu Qingge instantly brought her Spiritual Power to its peak, fleeing toward the outskirts at the fastest speed. In some corner of the Golden Sea Mansion, only a flash of light was seen before it disappeared.

Following that, a dark glow sliced through the air, chasing after that flash of light.

When the dark glow appeared, within the Divine Hall, an old man with silver hair dressed in a silver robe lightly uttered a ’huh,’ lifting his head, gazing at the azure sky, thoughtful.

His white eyebrows also furrowed deeply.

"Divine Envoy Sir!" Suddenly, outside a Golden Armor Guard rushed in, kneeling on one knee before him.

The silver-haired old man withdrew his gaze from observing the sky, his profound and wise eyes fell upon him.

The Golden Armor Guard lifted his head, meeting those eyes that could pierce through all deception, "Divine Envoy Sir, the guests from the Jing Family are about to set off, entering Guji Mountain now."

The silver-haired old man’s brow furrowed deeper, speaking unrelatedly: "I seemed to have sensed a trace of something that shouldn’t appear here just now."

Hearing his words, confusion rose in the Golden Armor Guard’s eyes.

...

The light and dark glow shot out of the Golden Sea Mansion’s city one after another.

Behind Si Mo tightly pursued Mu Qingge, observing once more, increased her speed.

Seeing the light ahead accelerate, Si Mo’s amber eyes grew more amused, still following leisurely, not feeling strained at all.

After a while of chasing in the air, Mu Qingge looked back once again at the man behind her, the color in her transparent eyes changed, eventually sinking.

She adjusted direction in the air, flying toward the back right.

Si Mo also changed direction, continuing to follow behind her. When a vast lake appeared in Mu Qingge’s sight, a new plan formulated in her mind.

Aiming at the island in the lake’s center, Mu Qingge suddenly descended, rushing into the dense peach tree forest.

Si Mo too descended like a meteor, heading towards her.

One after another, they dashed onto the island, the fierce wind scattered petals from the branches, instantly the island was covered in falling blossoms, pink petals drifting around, occupying the island’s world.

Mu Qingge stood amidst the petal rain, suddenly turned, and looked at the mystic robe that fell afterward.

She captured the smile in the man’s eyes, but the transparency in her eyes flashed with slyness, proactively charging at Si Mo, taking the initiative.

The ’powder punch’ that rushed at him made Si Mo’s features overflow with delight.

His little Ge’er wants to play, naturally he would accompany her.

The fist, accompanied by a strong wind, blew away the falling petals, also causing some petals to be disturbed by the fist power, swirling around Mu Qingge’s fist and arm, forming a whirlwind.

Mu Qingge’s fist, carrying a powerful force, headed towards Si Mo’s face.

Si Mo lightly tapped his toe, his whole body soared, skimming close to the ground as he retreated. Where his toes passed, the fallen petals in the soil on the ground flew up into the air, dancing.

Si Mo retreated, while Mu Qingge advanced!

The fist, condensed with explosive power, always had a thin line of separation from Si Mo.

Their hair was lifted by the wind, gracefully and freely dancing in the air.

Suddenly, Si Mo reached out, grabbing Mu Qingge’s wrist, tilted his body sideways, moving along her arm, closing in on her. This unexpected change made a flash of light flicker in Mu Qingge’s eyes, and her body leapt into the air, her feet kicking towards Si Mo.

Si Mo blocked Mu Qingge’s attack with one hand, while the other hand reversed to grab her arm, tossing her into the air. Mu Qingge’s body made a circle in the air, her hair’s tips brushing past the airborne petals.

Was this a fight between the two? It was more like a dance.

Mu Qingge landed from the air, but instead of retreating immediately, she quickly reached out to grab Si Mo’s lapel, attempting to throw him over her shoulder, but Si Mo evaded it.

Repeatedly attacking without results made Mu Qingge fight more earnestly.

The two figures danced up and down in the Peach Blossom Forest, sometimes crossing, sometimes separating, and at times embracing. A fight can be so beautiful that it’s truly enviable.

This battle without using spiritual power lasted for half an hour.

Mu Qingge couldn’t even touch the corner of Si Mo’s robe, while Si Mo, every time he was about to touch Mu Qingge, would have her skillfully avoid, giving an impression of slipperiness.

The more seriously Mu Qingge fought, the rarer such close combat opportunities were, especially with an opponent like Si Mo.

Si Mo, however, became more indulgent as the fight went on, gradually realizing the fact that he was just sparring with her.

Finally, Si Mo caught Mu Qingge’s wrist, pulling her close, feeling her slightly panting breath. At a close distance, he saw Mu Qingge’s slightly flushed skin from the fight and the fine sweat on her forehead.

"Be good, take a break." Si Mo said with a bit of heartache.

However, Mu Qingge’s lips curled into an enigmatic smile, and with her hand that wasn’t caught, she grabbed Si Mo’s lapel, quickly arching her back, trying to throw Si Mo off.

Noticing her intention, Si Mo swiftly grabbed her waistband, and as he was swung off by Mu Qingge, he took her along.

The sudden aerial flip widened Mu Qingge’s eyes.

But before she could react, she and Si Mo crashed heavily to the ground.

Fortunately, as they landed, Si Mo adjusted the angle, making sure he landed first, and Mu Qingge fell into his embrace, tightly held by him.

Tightly embracing each other, they rolled into the forest, the petals on the ground staining their robes, while the rain of petals in the air continued to drift down.

They rolled for more than a dozen rounds before gradually slowing down.

When they finally stopped rolling, their clothes were already in disarray, their breaths intertwined. Mu Qingge, with her hair and clothes covered in petals, and Si Mo’s mystic robe was no exception.

Mu Qingge lay on top of Si Mo, staring at him up close, feeling his breath on her face, and hearing his slightly labored breathing.

"Little Ge’er, get off." Deep within Si Mo’s amber eyes, there was a faint blush. His voice turned extremely restrained and hoarse.

Somewhere on his body was slowly changing, obvious enough that even Mu Qingge could feel it.

Normally, in such times, under a man’s warning, Mu Qingge would have run faster than a rabbit.

Yet at this moment, she was somewhat captivated, tracing the handsome features of the man with her tender, affectionate gaze.

She absorbed the breath from the man’s body, so comforting it made her completely relax.

Her clear eyes gradually became misty, her rationality quietly retreating. Even her throat involuntarily moved slightly.

"Little Ge’er!" Seeing Mu Qingge not moving, Si Mo thought she was deliberately playing with fire again, so he issued another warning.

However, just as he finished speaking, Mu Qingge suddenly lowered her head, bit his lips, and took in that coolness.

Si Mo’s eyes suddenly widened, the blush in his amber eyes deepening, mixed with shock.

Did his little Ge’er know what she was doing?

Si Mo was held down tightly by Mu Qingge, even his hands were constrained by this petite woman to prevent him from resisting.

The frantic demand between their lips grew Si Mo’s surprise, yet it also assailed his remaining rationality.

Suddenly, his hands were lifted and pressed above his head.

Mu Qingge held one hand on his wrist, controlling the struggle of his hands... In fact, Si Mo didn’t struggle at all. The other hand began tugging on Si Mo’s lapel and waistband.

Before long, Si Mo’s lapel was pulled open, revealing glimpses of his skin and muscles.

The waistband around his waist also became loose, on the verge of slipping off.

Si Mo’s eyes turned a deep reddish-brown, watching Mu Qingge’s actions, his mouth forming a smile of ambiguous intent.

It seemed like his little Ge’er couldn’t wait any longer!

Finally, Mu Qingge stopped devouring Si Mo’s lips, shifting her attention to his brows, his nose, his chin, and then down his neck...

Those somewhat clumsy kisses, tingling and slightly itchy, made the love in Si Mo’s eyes deeper. He was willing to indulge her, to the ends of time, or even the destruction of the Three Thousand Worlds.

However—

For such things, it is better to be handled by him, the man!

A glimpse of sharpness crossed Si Mo’s eyes, and he suddenly flipped over, effortlessly pinning Mu Qingge beneath him. In her surprise, he lowered his head and captured Mu Qingge’s slightly parted lips.

Sensing the man was trying to seize control, Mu Qingge grew furious!

She resisted, only to be suppressed.

Resisted again, and was suppressed again!

Soon, her robe became almost undone, her spring-like charm vaguely revealed.

Just as their struggle for dominance reached an intense peak, a sudden voice interjected like a splash of cold water, instantly quenching their passion.

"Damn it! Two men messing around here!"

Both Si Mo and Mu Qingge’s bodies froze, while the voice’s owner vanished with his female companion in a flash from the island in the heart of the lake, as if having seen something unsightly.

Rationality returned to Mu Qingge’s eyes. Up against Si Mo’s lingering gaze, she quickly pushed him away and scrambled to her feet.

As soon as she stood up, her fallen waistband was about to slip off, so Mu Qingge hurriedly grabbed it, quickly rearranging her disheveled clothes with her back to Si Mo.

Si Mo sat on the ground, his clothes equally disheveled, but he was in no hurry to tidy them. He just watched Mu Qingge’s busy back while holding a smile.

Finally sorted out, Mu Qingge tugged at her robe, instinctively touching the purple earring on her left ear.

It still emitted a radiant glow, faithfully fulfilling its mission.

Recalling the words that shattered all the romantic ambiance earlier, Mu Qingge truly felt like smashing her head against a tofu block! It was simply too embarrassing!

Still, thanks to that man’s sudden words, otherwise, she might have lost herself there today.

After calming her breath, Mu Qingge turned to look at Si Mo, who was sitting on the ground, exuding a lazy vibe.

"Aren’t you going to put your clothes on?" Mu Qingge said irritably, shooting a glare.

Si Mo smiled at her, spreading his hands, "My clothes were messed up by little Ge’er, so naturally I’ll wait for little Ge’er to help me dress properly."

Mu Qingge twitched her eyes; she really wanted to say, ’My clothes were also messed up by you, and I dressed myself!’

But she quickly realized if she really said that, Si Mo would surely respond, ’I’d be happy to help you dress, how about you take them off, and I’ll help you put them back on?’

Ultimately, she’d still be at a disadvantage.

Therefore, Mu Qingge swallowed those words back down.

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