CHAPTER 359: CHAPTER 341:

"You don’t get to decide that."

In defiance, the man tightened his embrace instead, a teasing smile on his lips, "I noticed you seem quite eager for my wheelchair, want to give it a try?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Ran was stunned for a moment, feeling like she couldn’t quite keep up with his pace.

"What? I’m eager for your... wheelchair?!"

Forgive her ignorance, she’d only heard of people coveting others’ beauty, money, significant other, martial arts secrets, but never someone’s wheelchair!

But the man nodded earnestly and said with a straight face:

"I saw you staring at my wheelchair today with a face full of drool and envy, as if you really wanted to sit in it, if that’s not coveting, then what is?"

Yun Ran: "......"

She remembered, she only suspected he was pretending to be disabled in order to have a wheelchair to sit in, and have someone push him around, avoiding walking himself.

Her expression was clearly one of disdain, okay?

How come it turned into envy and drooling in his mouth?!

Yun Ran rolled her eyes at him helplessly, "Sorry! I don’t have such peculiar tastes! I have no desire to sit in your wheelchair!"

"Really?"

"But girls always say one thing and mean another. I get it."

The man chuckled lightly, then leaned over and placed her in the wheelchair.

Yun Ran: "..."

[You know nothing! Saying one thing and meaning another still depends on the person and the situation, okay?!]

[By the way, does this annoying man really think I covet his wheelchair? Want to experience what it’s like to sit in a wheelchair?]

Not only did he place her in the wheelchair, but he also leaned over, his extraordinarily handsome face very, very close to hers.

Yun Ran could even feel the ripples in her heart as his warm breath brushed lightly across her cheek.

So close, just inches apart, his scent filled the air, like wind and snow, like bamboo, pleasant and intoxicating.

Her heartbeat uncontrollably sped up, her breathing slightly unsteady.

Yun Ran placed her hands on his chest, pushing him away with force, "You... stay away from me! Don’t get so close!"

"I’m not some beast, are you so scared?"

Yun Ran saw nothing but disdain and scorn in his eyes.

Yun Ran: "..."

[He actually dares to disdain me?! And scorn?! Is he feeling too bold? Or am I no longer wielding my blade?]

"Who said I’m scared?! I’m just, just..."

"Just what?"

As he spoke, he took the chance to move even closer, his face, so outrageously handsome, almost touching her cheek.

Yun Ran gasped for breath, her heartbeat suddenly out of rhythm, "Nothing, nothing, anyway, just don’t get so close!"

"No?"

"But I like being next to you. What should I do?"

"..."

Under the flickering candlelight, the girl blushed like a peach, a touch of pink amidst her fair complexion, enticing as if drunk on rouge, especially those delicate ears, glistening like jade, tinged with a subtle red.

Nangong Mo’s eyes darkened slightly, suddenly turning his head to let his thin lips graze her cheek, whispering in her ear, "Beloved concubine, your face is so red, what are you thinking about? Hmm?"

His warm breath sprayed into her ear, like a gentle breeze stirring a pool of spring water.

Yun Ran’s body trembled, steadying her mind, she reached out to push him, "Nangong Mo, stop talking nonsense, who’s blushing? Who’s imagining things? I’m not thinking about anything, get up now!"

"Why should I get up? I refuse!"

He placed one hand on the backrest of the chair, one knee lightly bent on the seat, no matter how Yun Ran pushed him, he remained as steady as a mountain, unmoving.

Yun Ran exhaled in anger, "You can have the wheelchair back, I’m going to sleep! Stay here all night if you want, no one cares."

At her words, he let out a soft, cold laugh, "I saw you coveting my wheelchair, so I kindly let you experience it, and you are so ungrateful."

Yun Ran: "..."

[I really should thank you! On behalf of my entire family, thank you!]

Adhering to the belief that a lady does not engage in verbal battles with a rogue, Yun Ran silently rolled her eyes, "I’ve already experienced it, can I get down now?"

"So, how does it feel? Do you like it? Hmm?"

"..."

[Feel like... feel like beating you to death! Really love the idea of beating you! Nine meals in three days!]

He cleared his throat lightly, then earnestly, "Judging by your expression, it seems you don’t really like sitting in a wheelchair?"

Yun Ran: "..."

[You’re the only one who likes sitting in a wheelchair!]

"Seems I misunderstood, you really weren’t coveting my wheelchair."

Yun Ran gave him a cold look.

[Only you, this perverted dog man, would think someone coveted your wheelchair!]

"But this afternoon, that look in your eyes... Hmm, you must have been drooling over my looks! Coveting my body!"

Yun Ran: "......"

[Let’s just say, can’t you have some dignity?!]