Even with the mind of a ten-year-old child, Shen Yi was still adept at reading people’s expressions, especially Qin Weiji’s.
After all, she had always been afraid of Qin Weiji.
So now, seeing his icy expression, she quickly hugged the secret manual tightly and took two steps back. “Sister, I’ll go back and start memorizing the book now.”
With that, she turned to leave, but then seemed to remember something and looked back at Shen Xin, hesitantly biting her lip. “This is the first time you’ve ever said these things to me, and the first time you’ve ever shown concern for me. Thank you, sister.”
This time, she truly turned and ran off quickly.
Even though her cultivation was almost completely lost, the Immortal World was her home, so she wouldn’t get lost.
Shen Xin wasn’t too worried. Instead, she felt a bit complicated because of Shen Yi’s last words.
She wasn’t genuinely concerned about Shen Yi; ultimately, she just wanted to prevent the plot from developing in a direction unfavorable to Shen Xin.
Shen Yi’s words, however, made her feel a twinge of guilt.
Thinking about it, if Shen Xin had shown more concern for Shen Yi in the past, she would have known earlier that those men were deceiving her.
What a pity…
Just as she was lost in thought, that faint, cold voice spoke again, even chillier than before. “If she knew that her sister’s concern for her was merely driven by selfish motives, what do you think she would feel?”
Shen Xin turned around in surprise. Qin Weiji was standing behind her, his gaze calm and unfathomable.
“What are you talking about?”
Shen Xin frowned, then quickly explained, “Everything I just said was just to fool her. It was all nonsense. You’re not really angry, are you?”
Qin Weiji stood with one hand behind his back, his expression cold, showing none of the tenderness he had displayed when he kissed her earlier.
He asked, “So, why did you fool her?”
Shen Xin tilted her head slightly. “Of course, because I didn’t want those men to touch her.”
He let out a cold laugh. “Then, who do you want those men to touch?”
“Huh?”
Shen Xin was confused. The man stepped closer, stopping only half a step away from her.
Towering over her, his gaze heavy and lowered, his tall figure almost enveloping her entirely, he asked, “You?”
Shen Xin, whose heart had begun racing at his sudden closeness, was taken aback. “What?”
Looking into his eyes, as cool as a celestial spring, she suddenly understood and her expression changed. “No, Qin Weiji, what do you mean by that?”
Was he implying that she didn’t want those men near Shen Yi because she was jealous?
What kind of person did he think she was?
Just as she was about to retort, Qin Weiji sneered. “Shen Yaoyao, I’d really like to know what you mean.”
He gave a faint, almost imperceptible smile, his eyes fixed on Shen Xin’s. “You were the one who insisted on a divorce, and you were also the one who clung to me, saying you loved me and didn’t want a divorce.”
“And now, you’re still thinking about those men, even getting jealous over them. You even went so far as to say such absurd things for their sake. Shen Yaoyao, what do you mean by all this?”
His tone was gentle and unhurried, his voice slightly hoarse as he lowered it.
If one only listened to his tone, it truly sounded like the murmurs of a lover, sending shivers down one’s spine.
But Shen Xin couldn’t feel any shivers because of the meaning behind his words.
How was this any different from when he had called her fickle before?
Just as Shen Xin was about to snap back, a thought suddenly crossed her mind, and her eyes lit up slightly.
She lifted her face slightly, leaning closer to his already near face, and blinked. “Husband~”
Her eyelashes fluttered lightly, a blend of innocence and smugness melting in her eyes. When the corners of her eyes lifted, they naturally carried a hint of captivating charm. With a radiant smile, she said, “Aren’t you the one who’s jealous?”
The woman’s enchanting face was right before his eyes, their bodies almost pressed together, their breaths mingling effortlessly.
Qin Weiji’s gaze uncontrollably fell upon her red lips. The earlier sucking had left them slightly swollen.
He swallowed almost imperceptibly, yet a cold, mocking smile tugged at his lips. “Shen Yaoyao, I am not like those other men. I have no time for such trivial games.”
At the same time, the career-focused voice in his mind suddenly spoke with confusion, 【Divine Lord, the darkening index is rising. Why are you agitated?】
Qin Weiji lowered his gaze thoughtfully. Why was he agitated?
Yet Shen Xin’s smile remained unchanged. She rose slightly on her toes, closing the distance between them by another fraction.
As she spoke, her red lips brushed lightly against his thin ones, sending a tingling sensation like an electric current coursing through his meridians and spreading throughout his body.
Qin Weiji’s Adam’s apple bobbed again as he heard her soft voice say, “So, you are jealous after all.”
Before Qin Weiji could respond with another cold retort, she leaned in another half-step, this time pressing her lips firmly against his.
Qin Weiji’s eyes flickered, his body reacting faster than his mind. In that instant, his arm had already encircled her slender waist, pulling her soft body tightly against his chest.
Their lips met, so tender it felt as if they were melting into one another. But before Qin Weiji could fully savor the sweetness, she had already pulled away, her eyes curving into crescents like moons. “I haven’t been thinking of other men, nor have I kissed anyone else like this. You are the first.”
He pursed his lips slightly, inexplicably dissatisfied with her perfunctory kiss.
He remained silent, his expression still stern. Shen Xin sighed softly. “Don’t be jealous, alright?”She pouted slightly, her slender arms naturally wrapping around his waist as she nestled entirely into his embrace, acting coyly.” “You’re my husband. Can’t you trust me a little more and be gentler with me?”
Now, with one arm around her waist and her two arms holding him, they stood in an embrace—a level of intimacy they had never shared before.
Yet Qin Weiji found that he didn’t seem to dislike such closeness.
She carried a faint scent of sandalwood, her innate fragrance, calming and soothing, easily quelling any restlessness within him.
So he did not push her away but continued to hold her in that position, allowing her to nestle softly against his chest.
Still, when he spoke, his tone gave away no emotion, remaining detached. “Empty words hold no weight. Why should I trust you?”
Shen Xin was exasperated. “I haven’t kissed anyone else—that’s just the truth. How could there be any proof?”
Something like kissing simply couldn’t be proven.
But Qin Weiji suddenly raised his hand and pinched her chin.
Shen Xin blinked. “You…”
“I do have a way,” Qin Weiji said, tilting her face up slightly as he gazed at her red lips. “If you’ve kissed others, their scent would linger within you.”
Shen Xin looked bewildered. “Scent?”
Qin Weiji slowly lowered his head, leaning toward her lips once more. Though the gesture was intimate and lingering, his tone carried a hint of command. “Open your mouth.”
Shen Xin, “?”
Was he going to check if she carried the scent of another man inside her?
Though it felt somewhat perverse, Shen Xin obediently parted her lips slightly to prove her point.
As her lips gently opened, her small white teeth and faintly pink tongue fell into Qin Weiji’s view…