push and pull

"Mo Hualing, the god of war and wisdom huh?... you did fall in my trap pretty easily tho" Hualing looked ahead with a flat face and a raised eyebrow, her long black ponytail falling on her shoulders, which she found rather uncounfortable. Her face reflected the mood she was in, bored. "you did not fall in my trap unconsciously, did you?" Sun Mengyao asked with a not so surprised face. Hualing finally posed her beautiful black eyes on him, and with a smirk said "you finally got it dear." ------------ A strong and feared demon paired with a strong and stubborn god? What could go wrong eccept....EVERYTHING.