Gu Yuheng walked over and gently stroked Qi Yu’s leaves and branches. He reached out and tested the soil in the pot, its looseness and moisture were just right and only then did he nod in relief and head to the bathroom.
This little rose was Gu Yuheng’s treasured darling. For some reason, the first time he saw it, something in his heart seemed to call out to him: Buy it! Buy it!
He had a feeling that if he didn’t buy it, he would definitely regret it.
And so, the little rose became the only living thing allowed into his bedroom.
At first it was simply a whim, but as he slowly cared for it, his affection for it deepened day by day, and the little rose’s “living conditions” grew better and better.
Before this, Qi Yu hadn’t paid attention to his surroundings. It wasn’t until Gu Yuheng reached out that he realized what he was standing in was top-grade mutton-fat jade!
Using top-grade mutton-fat jade as a flowerpot, even Qi Yu’s family wasn’t that extravagantly wealthy. It wasn’t that they couldn’t afford it; they just never saw the need.
Clearly, Gu Yuheng truly adored it.
So this is the great villain? Qi Yu murmured to himself. Though he’d seemed a bit cold before, he didn’t seem so unapproachable after all.
Qi Yu felt as though Gu Yuheng’s lingering warmth still remained on his leaves, and he curled them somewhat reluctantly.
Only when the sound of running water came from the bathroom did Qi Yu feel safe enough to speak in his mind:
[007, get out here! You still haven’t told me what I’m supposed to do now!] How was he supposed to complete the task, with just this motionless rose body of his?
[A-Yu, you just need to cultivate properly, and eventually you’ll be able to take human form!]
007 hadn’t deliberately turned Qi Yu into a plant. To make up for its mistake, it had even applied to its superiors for assistance and obtained a Fairy Cultivation Manual.
A book suddenly appeared in Qi Yu’s mind, flooding in as if data were being uploaded.
[A Fairy Cultivation Manual?]
The path of fairy cultivation: practice this mental technique, supplemented by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.
The setting sun was just right, its afterglow streaming in through the window and bathing the entire rose in light.
Perfect time to give it a try.
Qi Yu attempted to circulate the mental technique in his mind. In less than a quarter of an hour, he sensed something like a current of air flowing through his body it felt wonderful.
007, watching from the side, was utterly dumbfounded, if it had a jaw, that is.
It had done its research before giving Qi Yu the technique. According to its colleagues, the first step of a fairy’s cultivation, drawing qi into the body, was especially difficult.
But look at Qi Yu, he was simply a little monster!
As time passed minute by minute, Qi Yu emerged from that mysterious, profound state.
He carefully sensed the changes in his body. He felt completely clear and refreshed throughout, and his earlier irritable mood had calmed down.
A cool breeze blew past, and he looked outside,
“It’s already this late!”
The sky had long since darkened, leaving only the stars and the moon shining in rivalry. Moonlight spilled in through the window, falling upon the rose and making it look all the more beautiful.
No wonder he’d suddenly felt a chill while cultivating, the essence of sun and moon, yin and yang paired together, yang blazing and yin cold. He had been absorbing moonlight to aid his cultivation.
Just as he was lost in thought, Qi Yu suddenly felt his body being gently turned aside, beyond his control.
Hey! What is this? What’s going on!?
By the time his body finally steadied, Qi Yu looked and it was Gu Yuheng.
What had he just been doing? Murder? Qi Yu tilted his head up to look at him, and Little Rose’s actual body tilted up slightly along with it, beyond his control.
“Are you happy today, Little Rose? Your colors look so much brighter, you’re even more beautiful.” Gu Yuheng gently stroked Little Rose’s branches and leaves, examining it closely.
For some reason, Little Rose looked especially lovely today; he couldn’t bear to take his eyes off it.
Listening to him chatter on and on beside it, Qi Yu had been getting impatient, until he realized the man was complimenting him.
Well, at least you have good taste! Of course this young master is the most handsome. But… is this guy really a villain and not just a chatterbox? Weren’t you supposed to be cold and ruthless?
He’d read it in the files, everyone described the great villain as cold-hearted, ruthless, arrogant, and full of himself…
And yet,
That’s it? That’s it?
I could take three of him with one punch without even breaking a sweat.
Just as he was thinking this, Qi Yu’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a tingling sensation drifting across his body.
Gu Yuheng! What are you doing?!
He roared inwardly, but couldn’t make a sound.
Gu Yuheng held Little Rose steady with one hand while the other carefully brushed over its branches, leaves, and petals.
Qi Yu was mortified beyond words. Without thinking, he tried to stop him, then suddenly remembered he was a flower!
Son of a! Son of a ! Gu Yuheng, let go of me! Stop touching me!
“Hm?”
A soft sound of confusion came from Gu Yuheng. Little Rose’s branches had wrapped around his hand. He froze for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and chuckled.
Somehow, he just felt that Little Rose was being shy.
His low, sensual, mature laugh filled the room, and Qi Yu’s heart skipped a beat, his branches tightening their hold.
Gu Yuheng stared fixedly at those branches, finding nothing strange about it, only a feeling: this was exactly how his Little Rose should be.