CHAPTER 416: CHAPTER 397:

Yun Ran was silently criticizing when Nangong Mo bent down, his thin lips approaching her ear to whisper, "Aran, do you like it?"

[This swing, this courtyard, it’s impossible for them to have appeared overnight. It’s obviously... premeditated!]

Yun Ran rolled her eyes slightly, "Who knows which little lover you prepared this swing for? Don’t even think about using it to fool me!"

A low laugh sounded by her ear, full of teasing and mockery, "Who else could it be? Naturally, it’s for the beautiful, sweet-voiced, delicate little beauty!"

When a handsome man smiles, he becomes even more charming, inadvertently enchanting your soul.

Fortunately, Yun Ran resisted the allure of his beauty, cast a cool glance over, and spoke with a hint of threat, "Oh! There’s really someone like that? Who is it?"

The smile in the man’s eyes deepened, "You don’t know her."

Yun Ran: "..."

[Me? Don’t know? Has he really attracted a lot of admirers?]

While frowning in thought, the man flicked her forehead lightly with his finger, "Yun Xiaoran, what kind of expression is that? You don’t believe me?"

"Your master is as graceful as a jade tree, charming and worldly, more handsome than Pan An, more alluring than Song Yu. Having little beauties nurture secret affections, admire, and be infatuated with him – isn’t that quite normal?"

"......"

Yun Ran twitched her mouth slightly, stared at him speechlessly, "Nangong Mo, where did you cultivate this shameless narcissism?"

The man raised an eyebrow lightly, smiled wickedly and provocatively, "Want to know? How about you kiss your master, and he’ll tell you?"

Yun Ran: "..."

Simply speechless, Yun Ran directly raised her hand and gave him a slap, "How about I send you on a journey with a palm?"

"Under the peony flower, even as a ghost one can be stylish! Your master doesn’t mind, but Aran, will you be willing?"

"..."

Looking at the charmingly smug yet irritating smile at the corner of his mouth, Yun Ran gritted her teeth and directly pulled out a three-inch silver needle, waving it in front of his eyes, "Want to try?"

Nangong Mo: "...Your master refuses! Your master admits defeat! Your master still has attachment to this world!"

"Humph!"

As soon as Yun Ran put away the needle, she felt a spinning sensation, and was placed onto the swing chair by Nangong Mo along with the blanket. He gently pushed, and the swing chair swayed gently, as if about to fly.

Though called a swing chair, Yun Ran could lie on it completely, sunlight filtering through the gallery above, warming her body. A gentle breeze brushed her face, carrying a light floral fragrance.

Yun Ran nestled lazily in the chair, closing her eyes slightly to feel the sunlight and breeze, unable to help but sincerely exclaim:

[Comfortable, pleasant, happy!]

Among the floral scent, a clear sweet aroma suddenly interspersed, followed by the man’s deep voice, "Aran, eat."

Yun Ran opened one eye, glancing at the slender jade-like hand in front of her, and the peach blossom cake it held...

Feeling slightly speechless, "I just ate so much! Are you raising pigs?"

The man’s expression was serious, "No problem, even if you become a pig, your master won’t disdain."

Yun Ran: "......"

[Can I disdain myself?]

"Take it away! I won’t eat it!"

Nangong Mo saw that she was indeed not hungry and didn’t want to eat, because usually when she saw peach blossom cakes, her expression and little look...

So, he put the peach blossom cake away and took out another item to give her.

Yun Ran didn’t even think about it, "Take it away! I won’t eat it!"