The doctor is infatuated with me, and the aloof male god next door also wants to touch me.

  After a moment of silence, a cold voice asked, "Fu Shangshang, what are you still expecting?"

  What is she expecting again? What else can she expect? Even Shang himself couldn't figure it out, but he just couldn't let go of him.

  She hung her head for half a day and couldn't think of anything.

  It wasn't until after a while that she mustered up the courage to look at him.

  His gaze swept over the clothes he had changed into under his coat, which were completely different from what he wore when he went out. His heart felt like it was being tightly gripped by someone, and Zhou Yuan's face with her exquisite makeup flashed through his mind.

  They spent the whole night together...

  Until now, it's not that I haven't thought about what they would do, but the reality is really in front of me, and it's another unbearable heart-wrenching pain.

  "Yan Mu Yao, is this why you chose her but not me?" She raised her head, a melancholic smile on the edge of her lips.

  She called him by his full name for the first time, and Yan Mu Yao subconsciously frowned, his gaze falling on her tightly staring at his shirt, understanding that she had misunderstood something, but he didn't explain.

  The merchant was no match for him, his eyes cold and distant, looking away.

  After a while, he spoke again, "Do you love her?"

  It was as if he had suddenly heard a funny joke, and Yan Mu Yao let out a cold laugh from his throat, leaning sideways against the door with a lazy posture and deep eyes, "Zhou Yuan is very sensible and would never ask such childish questions."

  Never directly answered, a glimmer of hope rose in Shang's eyes.

  It was quickly destroyed by him, "If you must investigate the reason why you can't die, then I'll tell you, I love her, love her very much."

  Love her, love her so much...

  The merchant's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, loving him had almost become a faith, but the high castle built in his heart suddenly collapsed into a ruined wasteland.

  "What do you love about her? Is it the genuine effort or the hypocritical pretence?"

  In the dead of night, her low growl was especially piercing, but in the next second she fell into a desperate despair, her eyes empty and scattered, with heavier mist at the bottom, "What she can do, I can also..."

  Nian Mu Yao's face turned even uglier.

  But she saw her feet unstable, staggering and weakly supporting, almost falling down. Subconsciously, she leaned forward to support her, but didn't expect that she would entwine herself around her at this moment.

  Almost caught off guard, Yan Mu Yao was pushed by her with great force, and the two of them fell towards the door together.

  The door closed with a bang.

  Inside, a piece of darkness, in the silent and soundless midst, there is frantic and rapid growth.

  His back still ached from the collision on the carpet, Yan Mu Yao took in a sharp breath, her lips burning hot as she recklessly pressed herself against him.

  Unlike the last time in the hospital when I was confused and disoriented.

  She was completely crazy, her technique was still immature, but she came with a deep kiss that was like a sample, her tongue tip was soft, and the force was a reckless tenfold madness.

  A deep kiss, a mouthful of bitterness.

  Her eyes were tightly closed, but she couldn't hold back the scorching tears that dripped onto his face, a huge ripple opened in her heart, and her icy determination almost failed.

  She came back to her senses, and her eyes became even colder.

  The strength was vastly different, and the hard collision made it clear that Shang's strength couldn't compare to his opponent's. In an instant, their positions were reversed, and even in the darkness, his powerful aura still overwhelmed everything.

  He breathed heavily beside her ear.

  The next second, his icy voice slammed into her ears, "Fu Shangshang, you can humiliate yourself as much as you want, but I'm not willing to touch you!"