CHAPTER 333: CHAPTER 333: EVERYTHING IS READY, JUST MISSING THE LITTLE CHUBBY BABY 2

Mo Yinhe rubbed her head vigorously. He just loved her intelligence. Ordinary people wouldn’t even dare to think about past lives, but she boldly asserted that she was no ordinary person!

"Is that so?" She looked up at him, staring into his deep eyes, yearning for an answer. This answer was of utmost importance to her.

He had told her that he had always had a baby in his heart; it wasn’t that he started calling Bai Jiusi ’Baby’ only after he met her. Instead, he had always had a baby in his heart, and upon meeting Bai Jiusi, he was certain that she was his Baby. Si Mingjing cared a great deal about this sequence of events!

Mo Yinhe was extremely adept at discerning people’s thoughts and could almost read her plea in her eyes. He also wanted her to understand that a baby had always lived in his heart. So, he nodded firmly, saying, "Hmm, I told you before, a baby resides in my heart. Mengcheng was built for my baby. Mingjing, the fact that you could cross the Sorrow Bridge means you are my baby."

Si Mingjing suddenly felt a warmth spread through her chest. "So, how does the Sorrow Bridge determine that I am your baby?"

Mo Yinhe’s finger tapped her chest. "Because of the Demon King in your heart. The Sorrow Bridge isn’t identifying you, but the Demon King within you."

This simple sentence left Si Mingjing bewildered and incredulous, her eyes filled with confusion. When she was confused, she looked somewhat dazed and adorable.

Mo Yinhe pinched her cheek. "Mingjing, the Sorrow Bridge mistook you for me; that’s why you were able to cross it. Do you still think you’re not my baby?"

Si Mingjing was taken aback.

Mo Yinhe speculated, "Perhaps we have always lived in each other’s hearts through countless lifetimes, and that wouldn’t change because of rebirth. Ever since a baby took up residence in my heart, I’ve been guessing that perhaps I, too, resided in the baby’s heart. That’s why I made a special adjustment to the Sorrow Bridge—so that if I could pass, it would also serve to verify this point."

The facts proved his speculation right! This sent ripples of emotion through Mo Yinhe’s heart. He liked these connections that wouldn’t change with birth, old age, sickness, or death! Mo Yinhe held her even tighter, feeling joyful and utterly satisfied.

She would always be his. She couldn’t escape in this life, nor could she escape in the next. He greatly enjoyed this realization.

Si Mingjing was silent for a long while. She knew that in every lifetime, her heart would always harbor the Demon King; this was the Dragon Contract she herself had signed. In the last lifetime, Mo Yinhe hadn’t known Bai Jiusi at all, yet the baby was already in his heart then. This realization filled Si Mingjing’s heart with sweetness. She believed his words!

Considering their love before the prehistoric great flood, was this Mo Yinhe’s third life? His appearance in his second life was different from his current one. Based on that, could it be that her current self wasn’t her third life either? If her second life self was Bai Jiusi, and her appearance was different from now, was that also possible?

Such speculation made Si Mingjing’s mood exceedingly pleasant.

She would unravel the entire truth one day! No rush.

She deliberately adopted a slightly proud tone. "You remained unmarried your entire past life, huh?"

After speaking, she felt a pang of sadness. The him from the past life... he seemed to have died young?

"How could you have died young?"

Mo Yinhe discerned the sadness in her voice and, stroking her green hair, said, "There’s no need to be sad. I’d simply lived enough."

Si Mingjing rolled her eyes. "Who would ever think they’ve lived enough?"

"Mingjing, everyone needs a goal in life. If that goal is reached, living on becomes quite dull. Better to cut your losses in time."

Si Mingjing smacked Mo Yinhe’s arm hard. "The way you say it makes it sound like you got tired of living and decided to end it all yourself! I checked; the City Lord was only twenty-seven when he died. Who has lived enough by twenty-seven?"

Out of curiosity, she had asked Madame Duanmu many things about the City Lord and learned that he had passed away due to an incurable disease. If the City Lord had met her a little earlier, perhaps she could have treated his illness.

Mo Yinhe smiled without speaking, hugged her, and said, "Let’s sleep."

He had indeed achieved his goal by twenty-seven and hadn’t wanted to waste any more time. That was why he had cut his losses, claimed to the outside world that he had an incurable disease, and hurried to reincarnate.

Si Mingjing closed her eyes, her heart still aching with regret over his untimely death. Half an hour later, she remembered her main concern and stated seriously, "I must save Little Fatty!"

Mo Yinhe was nearly asleep, but her words jolted him awake. He laughed, turned over to pin her beneath him, and said, "I know. I’ll find a way to get him to Xingguang Island."

With that, he began to nibble on her. Like an energetic wild beast, he made love to her intensely several times, making up for all the loneliness and cold she had felt during her half-month stay in Mengcheng!

Afterward, Si Mingjing’s body felt limp, and she soon fell asleep.

Having satisfied his cravings, Mo Yinhe looked at the girl sleeping soundly and sweetly beside him, feeling utterly content and secure.

Then, he sent a voice message to Little Fatty via WeChat.

「Due to the time difference, it was daytime on Mu Continent.」

Gu Shurong, the little fatty, was in class. The little guy wasn’t paying the slightest attention to the lesson. One moment he was doodling in his textbook with watercolor pens, the next he was tugging at the clothes of the student in front of him, and then he was fidgeting in his seat, never still.

In stark contrast to the boisterous Gu Shurong was Ye Jingzhe, as serene as an ice mountain. The two of them were deskmates—one rowdy, the other tranquil. No matter how much Gu Shurong caused a commotion, Ye Jingzhe, beside him, seemed undisturbed. Such concentration was impressive; ordinary children couldn’t achieve it!

Gu Shurong thought his Boss was incredibly awesome!

Bored to distraction, Gu Shurong reached up to touch the chubby little Dragon Horns on his plump head. Perhaps because he was chubby, his little Dragon Horns were also especially round, like two small balls. Ye Jingzhe’s little Dragon Horns, however, were delicate, shining bright and clear, like two pieces of fine jade.

Taking advantage of the teacher’s inattention, Gu Shurong quickly reached out and pinched one of the little Dragon Horns of Ye Jingzhe, who was engrossed in taking notes.

Ye Jingzhe shot him a cold, warning glance. Gu Shurong immediately leaned his own small head closer. "Boss, you can touch mine too."

"Not interested!" Ye Jingzhe extended his hand and, with a SNAP, SNAP, made his little Dragon Horns disappear to prevent Gu Shurong from getting distracted. Gu Shurong was too playful and easily sidetracked during class.

"Boss, please let me touch them~"

With another SNAP, SNAP, Ye Jingzhe also made the chubby little Dragon Horns on Gu Shurong’s head—the ones plump like little balls—retract back into his skull.

"If you keep playing around, I won’t let you copy my homework anymore!"

"That won’t do! A good brother should always protect His Highness!"

Ye Jingzhe, the Little Bingshan, narrowed his eyes, his aura formidable.

"Alright, His Highness will pay attention to the lesson." Gu Shurong adopted a more serious attitude.

Just as he quieted down, a virtual strip notification floated out from his ring phone, showing that someone had messaged him.

Gu Shurong immediately perked up. "Boss, look, look! It’s not that His Highness doesn’t want to listen, but someone is summoning this Divine Beast~~"

Ye Jingzhe glanced over. "Who is it?"

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