Unparalleled in the world, Miss Ninth Defying Heaven

Chapter 94 Why Can't I?
"Ye Xuanshang!" Zi Motong quickly slapped his hand away in shock, blushing and didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say dryly: "I'm really fine."

Ye Xuanshang's eyes dimmed slightly, he grabbed her hand and said, "You don't believe me?"

Zi Motong's throat choked, why did she feel a little bit of grievance from his tone, what is it all about!

"It's not a question of believing it or not!"

Ye Xuanshang's eyes regained their original luster, but he still couldn't figure out why she didn't tell him what happened, tilted his head, and said, "Then what happened?"

"Hey, let's not explore this question." Why did his action somehow hit her cute spot?

If Zi Moli was here, he would definitely jump up in fright and shout loudly: I'll go!Tilt your head and kill!

"No." Ye Xuanshang hooked her waist again, but did not use much force, he said: "You must explain clearly where the injury is, otherwise I will immediately take off your clothes and check."

Zi Motong was so angry that his teeth itched, "Are you sure you want to listen?"

"Well, let's talk."

She took a deep breath, opened it but was still a little ashamed to speak, and saw that his hand was about to untie his belt, she hurriedly hugged his hand, and whispered: "Chest pain! I just hit you !"

"It hurts just hitting it like that? Why wouldn't I?" Ye Xuanshang still had a puzzled face, and he still suspected that she was just lying to him.

Zi Motong was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood, and was about to swear, huh, are we the same!

After holding it in for a long time, she could only choke out a sentence: "One day you can grow as big as those women...er... pectoral muscles, maybe you will understand..."

Ye Xuanshang: "..." Why does this sound weird?

"Ahem." Zi Motong cleared her throat and said, "In short, this is a normal reaction for me. It's not a trauma or something. It hurts itself, and then I was bumped by you..." That kind of sourness, she couldn't help it anymore. Don't want to try again!
Ye Xuanshang probably understood this time, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand, anyway, he only cares if she is injured or not.

But if it hurts...

"Would you like me to rub it for you?"

Seeing Ye Xuanshang's serious expression, Zi Motong clenched and loosened his fists, loosened and clenched again, and finally held back the anger in his stomach.

"It's okay, it will be fine in a while, and it will hurt even more if you touch it again!"

Ye Xuanshang nodded when he heard the words, helped her straighten her dress, and said, "Little girl, I think it's good for you to call me that way today, and you can call me that way in the future."

"Huh? Which one is it called?" Zi Motong looked bewildered.

Ye Xuanshang narrowed his eyes dangerously, and after a few seconds of stalemate, a smile flashed across his face. He leaned close to her ear, and said slowly, "Shang, call me Shang."

Seeing that her ears were red, he backed away in satisfaction and looked at her happily.

Someone who reacted squeezed his ears, slandering in his heart: Why are the ears so hot, it's all because of this bastard!
"Then what do I call you? Tong? Tongtong? Tonger? No, someone else called you, or it doesn't sound good. Well, why don't you call me Mo'er, it's my own name."

Zi Motong: "..." I just quietly looked at you and said to myself, as long as you are happy...

"Mo'er, answer me." Ye Xuanshang poked Zi Motong's tender little face with his finger, and said in a very good mood.

"En." The voice was very perfunctory, but Ye Xuanshang didn't care.

"calls me."

Before Zi Motong could say anything, the coachman outside the carriage said loudly: "My lord, miss, the gate of the palace is here."

"En." Zi Motong responded, trying to break free from his hand, but Ye Xuanshang's hand was still tightly wrapped around her waist, showing no sign of breaking free.

"Let's go." Zi Motong pushed his hand to let herself go.

Ye Xuanshang still didn't move, the corner of his mouth raised, "Call me."

Zi Motong had no choice but to follow his will: "Shang, let's go."

"Well, let's go."

After getting off the carriage, a maid came over, "Please show me the invitation."

This maid was very polite, she didn't look around, and she spoke respectfully, without unnecessary flattery.

Zi Motong took out the golden post and handed it to her. After seeing it, the maid was surprised and asked again: "What about this young master's?"

"I don't, but I have to go in." Ye Xuanshang said these words calmly, but the coercion on his body continued to spread outward.

But on this maid, it was reduced a lot, because with his current strength, this maid would definitely be killed on the spot.

"This, this..." The maid shook her body and took a few steps back in fear, not daring to move anymore.

"Shang, can't you keep a low profile?" Zi Motong sighed, elbowed him in the waist, motioned him to take it back, and said to the maid: "I won't make things difficult for you, just go in and report, he will went in."

The maid ran to talk to a guard not far away, and the guard glanced over here and quickly ran inside.

The maid came back again and stammered, "I, I, I will take you in."

Zi Motong nodded in agreement, and pulled Ye Xuanshang to go with her.

(End of this chapter)