"Stop! Wait a minute!"
Dongfang Jing quickly interrupted the girl's spellcasting.
If we let her continue talking so recklessly, who knows what kind of outrageous words she might utter next.
He had never expected Dongfang Yao's offensive to be so fierce.
One wave after another, giving him no time to breathe, she suddenly confessed her feelings, leaving him unsure how to respond.
I had prepared my words of advice to educate her beforehand, but now I couldn't bring myself to say them.
Simply because the sensation under the palm of my hand is too vivid.
It wasn't just the delicate warmth of the girl's skin, but also the trembling sound like a war drum.
Dongfang Jing tried to pull his hand back.
If we keep pressing down like this, the nature of the matter will change.
Although, it seems things have changed...
"Yao'er, I understand your feelings."
"Let go of my hand first, and we can talk this out."
Dongfang Yao did not do so immediately.
She muttered something, her voice carrying a hint of girlish coquettishness and stubbornness.
"Didn't Yao'er say she'd let you do anything...?"
Although she complained, she eventually loosened her grip a bit.
Dongfang Jing had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to withdraw his hand.
Those fair, lotus-like arms coiled around his neck like serpents.
Splash!
The water splashed softly.
Ignoring everything else, Dongfang Yao pressed herself against him, turning her cheek and pressing her ear tightly against his left chest.
The damp strands of hair brushed against Dongfang Jing's collarbone, causing a tingling sensation.
She closed her eyes and held her breath.
I want to hear if this man's heart is as chaotic as mine.
Dongfang Jing's whole body stiffened.
He secretly circulated his soul power, gathering it in his chest, and then said:
"Yao'er, let's separate for now, okay?"
"No!" Dongfang Yao pressed herself even closer. "If this makes you angry, then hit Yao'er!"
"Whether they scold me or hit me, I will never let go until I hear the answer I want to hear!"
She kept her eyes tightly closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, looking as if she were ready to die.
'This girl is really stubborn...'
Dongfang Jing looked at the pretty face so close to hers, slightly flushed with nervousness.
In the end, he sighed helplessly.
"Thinking back carefully, I don't think I've ever hit or scolded you from childhood to adulthood."
"Is it because I spoiled you too much that you've become so unruly and rebellious? Aren't you ashamed? How could you have such thoughts about me?"
Have you ever thought about how outsiders will perceive our relationship?
"snort!"
The girl in his arms gave a sweet, coquettish hum, clearly dismissing the argument.
She opened her eyes, a sly glint in her watery pupils: "I remember you said that the strong never care about the opinions of ants, and you don't care about the opinions of outsiders either."
"Have you ever thought about how others will view you and Brigitte?"
"I'm really close to Sister Brigitte now. She told me so much about you two last night! So don't deny it!"
Dongfang Jing opened his mouth, only to find himself speechless.
To the point.
He and Dongfang Yao were sworn siblings.
Even if we consider Dongfang Jing as a child husband adopted by the Dongfang family, there would be no problem.
But he and Brigitte were actually master and disciple.
It's like Tang San and Yu Xiaogang getting together.
Don't ask why it was the two of them; just tell me if they could make the run.
Similarly,
Is Dongfang Jing truly a rebellious disciple, or is he even more treacherous?
Now they're using these worldly views to suppress Dongfang Yao.
This is indeed... a classic case of "the magistrate is allowed to set fires, but the common people are forbidden to light lamps."
Dongfang Jing fell silent.
Dongfang Yao knew when to stop and turned back into a docile kitten.
She rubbed her cheek against Dongfang Jing's chest, her voice soft and sweet, carrying a hint of flattery and understanding.
"Yao'er knows that you are a bit slow on the uptake when it comes to relationships and don't have much experience."
"Actually... Yao'er doesn't have any either."
She smiled a little shyly.
"Confessing my feelings to you so suddenly must have confused you, or even startled you, right?"
"But it's okay."
"Yao'er has secretly made countless vows that she will marry no one but Dongfang Jing in this life!"
"No matter how long it takes, even a year, ten years, or a lifetime, Yao'er can wait! Until you can accept me..."
At this point, she slightly increased the distance between them.
Those bright, large eyes reflected Dongfang Jing's slightly complicated expression.
"But now, Yao'er wants to hear your current thoughts."
Dongfang Yao bit her lower lip: "Tell me the truth, don't lie to me."
Even the slightest thought would be enough...
"Do you... have those kinds of feelings for me? Do you see me as a woman?"
Looking into her hopeful eyes, Dongfang Jing felt a mix of emotions.
If it's just to appease her, telling a white lie might make her happy for a long time.
But that would be unfair to her and irresponsible to myself.
After hesitating for a few seconds.
Dongfang Jing looked into her eyes, and slowly shook his head.
That instant.
The light in Dongfang Yao's eyes visibly dimmed.
Although I had prepared myself mentally long ago, and although I knew that I was just a naive girl who hadn't fully grown up before.
Dongfang Jing isn't some perverted lolicon, so how could he possibly have inappropriate thoughts about her?
But when that negative answer is actually presented to you...
A pang of sadness inevitably welled up in my heart.
Dongfang Yao sniffed.
After only a moment of disappointment, she smiled again.
"It's alright! Since Yao'er chose to confess, she has already prepared herself mentally for all sorts of things!"
"I'm not attractive enough, that's my problem, not yours."
She hugged Dongfang Jing tightly again, her voice gentle yet firm: "From now on, Yao'er will try her best to make you like Yao'er as a 'woman'!"
"I will become more beautiful, stronger, and more feminine!"
Dongfang Yao raised her head, her eyes burning.
"besides..."
"If my pursuit causes you trouble, please bear with me a little. You can even scold me or hit me, just don't ignore me or disregard me."
"I hope you'll remember this too..."
"The girl who loves you the most in this world must be Yao'er!"
"Okay?"
Listening to Dongfang Yao's sincere, almost unreasonable, plans, and her nearly humble plea.
An unprecedentedly complex emotion welled up in Dongfang Jing's heart.
He understood more deeply than ever before that Yao'er had truly grown up.
Although the direction may be somewhat off.
But... the little girl had her own will, her own persistence, and a resolute love that was enough to shake even the most divine beings!
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