CHAPTER 431: SEIZE THE DAY

Maybe what he said is true, but still, just hearing it makes me want to punch him!

"Nangong Mo! What nonsense are you babbling again, you bastard?"

Nangong Mo suddenly leaned in close to her, furrowing his brow in confusion, looking seriously earnest, "Huh? Why is your face so red? Is it hot?"

"???"

Yun Ran stared at that handsome face so close to hers, speechless for a moment.

Was she... hot?

"How about unbuttoning a couple of buttons? Will that feel better?"

Out of nowhere, his devilish voice floated into her ear, and he even reached a hand towards her as if to help?

Yun Ran: "!!!"

[Shameless bastard!]

Looking at that overly attractive hand in the sunlight, Yun Ran unceremoniously jabbed it with a silver needle!

Nangong Mo: "..."

Although he reacted quickly to dodge the flying needle, he still gazed sideways at Yun Ran with a deep, accusatory look, "Yun Xiaoran, you really are a heartless little woman!"

"Heartless! Heartless!"

The little parrot immediately poked its head out to echo and support him.

Yun Ran flicked its head with her finger, her tone chilly enough to scare it, "Later I’ll pluck your feathers bald and make a fan."

"Ah! Ah! Scared the bird to death! Scared the bird to death!"

With Yun Ran’s terrifying look, the little parrot shrank its head, spread its wings to cover its head, curled into a ball, and quickly rolled into a corner of the cage.

The movements were smooth and seamless, very practiced! Watching this made Yun Ran’s lips twitch, and she found it oddly funny, couldn’t help but ask Nangong Mo, "By the way, did you often scare it like this before?"

The man raised his chin slightly, looking proud, "How could I? I’m not as cruel and childish as you to threaten a little bird."

Yun Ran: "..."

"Threaten bird! Threaten bird! Cruel! Cruel!"

The little parrot’s unique voice sounded again, as Yun Ran’s beautiful eyes narrowed, sending a chilly sidelong glance and smirking coldly, "I don’t feel like threatening a bird right now, I feel like, killing a bird!"

The little parrot gaped and glared wide-eyed at Yun Ran, seemingly not quite understanding.

"First pluck your feathers bald, then braise your wings, then pickle your claws."

"Ah! Cruel! Scared the bird to death! Scared the bird to death!"

The little parrot curled into a ball again and rolled into the corner of the cage, shivering.

"Is my dear hungry? Want to eat... meat?"

Nangong Mo asked considerately from the side, truly thinking Yun Ran was hungry, and in an instant, had already listed numerous dinner dishes in his mind.

"What does my dear want to eat? Beggar’s chicken, saltwater duck, roast whole lamb, Dongpo pork, sauce-braised beef, sweet and sour ribs, crystal shrimps, steamed bass, lemon chicken paws, braise..."

Before he could finish, Yun Ran directly threw out a sentence: "Why don’t you just stew yourself!"

Nangong Mo: "?!"

He blinked, then blinked again, his alluring lips slowly curving into a captivating smile, "Yun Xiaoran, you’ve come a long way! Is there something else on your mind besides the drink? So you really want to..."

That voice was both angelic and devilish, stirring hearts, making Yun Ran’s breath hitch and her chest tremble, quickly cutting him off, "Want what? Stop babbling! I mean exactly what I said! Don’t twist and interpret it otherwise!"

The man raised an eyebrow slightly, his posture lazy, "Oh? Is that so?"

"Of course it is!"

"Hmm, I understand." The man nodded benevolently, his lips slightly curled up in a smile like a seductive demon, inching closer to her, "However, I’m not ordinary fare, better eaten raw. Aran, want to try?"

That voice was particularly low, carrying a hint of teasing mirth, three parts seductive, seven parts ambiguous, indescribably stirring.

Yun Ran felt as if struck by a bolt of lightning, staring at him in a daze, her mind briefly blank, her breath held, her heart fluttering chaotically in the wind.

[What nonsense is this dog man spouting again?? Didn’t he just say he understood?!]

The man laughed softly as he raised his hand, his fine fingers like jade sliding over her cheek, the tips landing on her soft, red lips, teasingly whispering, "Aran, have you decided when to start eating? Where to take a bite? Need me to bathe with incense first?"

Yun Ran: "???"

[How can he... be so shameless!!! Oh heavens! I swear, I just wanted to stew him, I really didn’t think anything else...]

Nangong Mo cleared his throat lightly, holding in his laughter, putting on a serious thought look, "Would it be better to choose a good day for it? Or, why not today?"

"The way you’re gazing at me so longingly, could it be that you want today? Hmm?"

"..."

Yun Ran finally came to her senses, looking at the man’s outrageously handsome face in front of her, feeling the warmth of his thumb pressing against her lips, her heart trembled slightly, yet she bit her silver teeth in anger.

[Damn it! He’s really pushing it!]

Before she knew it, Yun Ran grabbed his hand and unhesitatingly took a bite.

[See how arrogant you are! Dog man! I’ll bite you to death!]

Does it hurt?

Actually, it does hurt quite a bit, as Yun Ran did not hold back, imagining his hand as a pig’s trotter to gnaw on.

Nangong Mo, however, had no idea his flawless hand like a sculpted god had become a dish...

He was presently in a cheerful mood, the corners of his eyes and brows fluttering with unbridled laughter, looking quite pleased with himself!

He glanced down at the little lady hugging his hand and biting furiously, teasingly said: "Yun Xiaoran, be careful not to break a tooth."

"???"

Yun Ran was taken aback, letting go, seeing the two deep rows of tooth marks on his hand, her heart filled with defiance.

[Does he actually underestimate me?! This is an outright challenge! A blatant mockery! Who is this dog man looking down on?!]

Yun Ran secretly ground her teeth, opened her small mouth, ready to give him two more rows of teeth marks, this time bloody ones!

"Yun Xiaoran, losing teeth not only makes you look bad, but you won’t even be able to gnaw on chicken legs in the future!"

Overhead, a demonic voice drifted unerringly, causing Yun Ran to pause, holding his arm with a tiny bit of hesitation.

[Bones are quite hard, indeed taxing on the teeth, perhaps, use a needle to stab? Stab him dead?]

The corner of Nangong Mo’s mouth twitched slightly, kindly reminded her, "Why don’t you bite somewhere else?"