The Tempestuous Consort – Wilfully Pampered by the Beastly Highness Chapter 231
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Chapter 231: Even More Shameless Things
Chapter 231: Even More Shameless Things
“Wargod, please have some self-respect . ” Feng Tianlan’s expression was cold, and her voice was equally icy . She was now defensive, filled with tremendous resistance, and a wish to distance herself .
Si Mobai started panicking when he saw Feng Tianlan looking at him as an enemy . She had never been this defensive before, not even when going up against Tu Xiang and the rest of the gang . She only acted like this with him—defensive and aggressive at the same time .
“Please, get out . ” Feng Tianlan’s gaze hardened as her voice became even colder .
“Have some self-respect?” Si Mobai suppressed the panic in his heart and released a large amount of Spiritual force . He looked at Feng Tianlan, who was now unable to speak or move and rushed toward her, putting his face right in front of hers . “In front of you, I’ll never have any respect for myself . ”
If he didn’t shamelessly cling to her, she would only drift further and further away from him . He needed to continue being overbearing like this, treating her well, adoring her, and caring for her . Then, one day, she would finally stop rejecting him .
Feng Tianlan opened her eyes wide to tell him that, if he had guts, he wouldn’t use his stronger Spiritual force to bully her like this . If he had guts, he would let her go and battle it out because she believed that she would be able to defeat him in a fight someday .
Si Mobai gently kissed her on the lips, then pulled her into his arms and laid down again . “Go to bed . Otherwise, I might do even more shameless things . ”
Her nostrils were filled once again with his manly minty smell . Even though Feng Tianlan could feel that he had reduced the amount of force, she still couldn’t speak or move and had no choice but to remain in his embrace .
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This man was too overbearing and aggressive . From the very start, he had never even given her the chance to reject him!
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The next morning, Feng Tianlan awoke and glanced to the side out of habit . She looked at the pillow, which had obviously been slept on, and drifted into a daze . She had thought that she wouldn’t have been able to sleep after what had happened last night, but, surprisingly, she had fallen asleep exceptionally quickly . She had even slept very well and not woken up until morning . She didn’t even know when he’d left .
Feng Tianlan bit her lip in frustration . She told herself to keep a greater distance from Si Mobai and decrease the frequency of her interactions with him . Otherwise…
Feng Tianlan shook her head to shake off all of the emotions that she didn’t want to feel . She got out of bed and washed up, then opened the door to find Luo Yunzhu and Chuling sitting in the courtyard and speaking softly .
“Tianlan!” Luo Yunzhu ran over to her . “Did we wake you up?”
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“No . ” Feng Tianlan shook her head gently and looked at the two of them . “What were you two chatting about? You seemed very excited . ”
“I have two big pieces of news for you . Which would you like to hear first?” Luo Yunzhu tried to whet her appetite .
Chuling ladled out some porridge and said plainly, “Someone kidnapped Third Prince in the middle of the road yesterday and bashed him up . His face is so swollen that he looks like a pig now, and he has multiple fractures all over his body . They found him this morning, and he’s become the joke of the city . ”
“Chuling, you shouldn’t just spell everything out like that! I’m trying to create suspense here, and then you just blurt out everything . ” Luo Yunzhu glared at her . She was supposed to make Tianlan try and guess first!
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Chuling looked pitifully at Luo Yunzhu . She was only a slave, so she wouldn’t dare act sassy around her Miss .
“What’s the other news?” Feng Tianlan sat down and drank a mouthful of porridge, motioning to Luo Yunzhu to join her for breakfast .
“Aren’t you concerned about who beat up Third Prince?” Luo Yunzhu took a mouthful of porridge then gave a big thumbs up to Chuling . It was yummy!
“No . ” She didn’t care what happened to Si Rong . To her, all evil people got their just deserts, and she didn’t want anything to do with him .
Luo Yunzhu nodded as she continued drinking the porridge . “The other news is about your recommendation letter . Chuling and I have decided that, even we don’t get into the top ten, we’re going to the Xuantian Continent with you . ”
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