Chapter 493

Little Nine came to a stop in a garden filled with beautiful flowers.

Ye Qing Luo had never been to this place before.

As far as the eye could see, there were all kinds of flowers blooming brilliantly.

The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

When Ye Qing Luo turned back, Little Nine's figure was no longer by her side.

Ye Qing Luo surveyed the surroundings and there wasn't a single figure in sight.

What was Di Mo Xuan up to?

Ye Qing Luo pursed her lips and was about to follow the path ahead to look for Di Mo Xuan.

Suddenly, she felt a weight on her shoulder, and a warm body completely wrapped around her in his arms.

That fresh and elegant sandalwood scent, mixed with the fresh floral scent, seeped into her nose and was especially intoxicating.

It was just a day of not seeing each other.

When she felt the warmth of the man behind her, Ye Qing Luo actually had a kind of …. the empty space in her heart was filled up.

Satisfied.

Extremely satisfied.

Obviously …. it wasn't the first time they had not met for such a long time.

But this time, she missed him so much.

Perhaps it was because this time, she was the one who made Di Mo Xuan leave.

Not knowing why, Ye Qing Luo's eyes were slightly red and the tip of her nose was a little sour.

She bit her lips and struggled to turn around from the man's arms.

Raising her head, a pair of watery eyes stared deeply at the man's peerless face.

This look made Ye Qing Luo stunned.

His face, was as handsome as usual.

His eyes were glistening, suffused with a current that could take one's soul away.

But …

Not knowing why, Ye Qing Luo felt that there was a trace of exhaustion between his brows.

A very, very light exhaustion.

This kind of him, looked extremely lazy.

Seeing Ye Qing Luo staring at him in a daze, Di Mo Xuan's thin lips curled up as his fingertips caressed Ye Qing Luo's face, "Why, looking at me in a daze?"

His deep voice was sexy and magnetic.

Like a feather, constantly teasing Ye Qing Luo's heart.

"I thought, you are angry with me and not willing to talk to me." Ye Qing Luo hugged his waist and buried her face in his chest.

Di Mo Xuan's large palm covered the back of Ye Qing Luo's head as his thin lips curled into an even more seductive arc, "I also thought, I would be angry with you."

The hand which he circled around Ye Qing Luo's waist increased in strength.

He thought he would be angry.

He was angry that when Ye Qing Luo made the decision, she had never thought about his feelings.

He was angry that Ye Qing Luo didn't listen to his advice and insisted on taking the risk.

He was angry that Ye Qing Luo didn't care about her own safety, making him worried but helpless.

He was angry, but he could not bear to be angry.

The moment he forcefully stopped Ye Qing Luo from accepting the mission and turned around to leave, he regretted it.

But Di Mo Xuan knew that if he were to turn back, Ye Qing Luo would not hesitate to choose to proceed with the mission immediately.

"You're too competitive." Di Mo Xuan sighed softly as his five fingers plunged into Ye Qing Luo's hair, as his fingertips gently caressed her hair, "I know, even if I really stopped you from going to Death God Castle, your heart is still unable to let go of this mission."

Ye Qing Luo pursed her lips and had no words to refute.

Indeed.

In order to not let Di Mo Xuan worry, she could give up this task.

But in her heart, she could not truly let go of this task.

In her world, there was no such thing as giving up.

Perhaps it could be said that she had never met anyone who could make her give up on her decision.

"If you're unhappy, I can ….." Ye Qing Luo buried her head and rubbed against his chest.

It was just a mission, it could not be compared to Di Mo Xuan.