Half-Tried Deity Chapter 57

Chapter 57: What Is Your Plan

Qi Huan hugged the blanket and sat up right, looking at the unfamiliar face beside her, thinking in her heart, should I shout for help? Should I slap him? Or stab eight or nine holes in him and throw him out to feed the wolves…

“Are you able to speak?” The blanket was wrapped tightly by Qi Huan, and at first glance she looked like a large coc.o.o.n pupa. Mo Ye leaned against the wall, half-naked since she had pulled most of the blanket over to herself. He stared at her with an unconcerned expression, as if both of them sleeping in a bed was nothing special, but Qi Huan's eyes almost popped out.

“You…you, you, you didn't even wear clothes.” Although this man had a seductive figure and his tight and firm muscles were very attractive, making her want to touch them, given the current situation, she could not observe them closely. She had just slept for a while, why did she wake up with a strange man in her bed?

Mo Ye raised his eyebrows, “I'm not used to wrapping myself up like rice dumplings when I sleep.”

“Then you shouldn't sleep here either!” She was still a girl after all, how could she sleep with a man just like that…even though both of them were sleeping on their own side of the bed, this was not right!!

“This is my room, my bed.” It seems that Qi Huan still didn't realize my true ident.i.ty, Mo Ye sighed secretly, this woman was slower than he thought.

“You can put me in another room, in another bed!”

Mo Ye shrugged, rolled over and got out of the bed to take his robe on the side and then, put it on neatly before speaking slowly, “I don't want to.” A man isn't a man if he throws a beautiful and soft woman in his arms away. Mo Ye wasn't the kind of person who would throw away a tender meat in his mouth.

“Screw you….. Eh?” Qi Huan also jumped out of the bed while holding the blanket, in shock. She pointed her finger at Mo Ye's nose and just as she wanted to yell at him, she suddenly realized that the clothes on him were so familiar. Didn't… didn't Mo Ye wear the exact clothes last night?

“Did you steal this clothes?” It can't be that he killed Mo Ye first, then stripped his clothes, and then abducted me, right? The more Qi Huan thought about it, the more she felt it was possible.

…Mo Ye suppressed his itchy hands and forced himself not to be impulsive, otherwise he had really wanted to smash Qi Huan's little head to see if she actually had a brain in there or not.

“Hey, don't just keep quiet, what did you do to Mo Ye?” Although Qi Huan still believed in Mo Ye's strength, it was not easy to hide from dark arrows and defend himself. Only G.o.d knew if Mo Ye was undermined. At this thought, Qi Huan immediately felt a little nervous.

Mo Ye lowered his head and looked at Qi Huan who was standing in front of him with one hand grabbing tightly on his s.h.i.+rt. He didn't say a word, but stared straight at her with blood-red eyes.

The two looked at each other for a full five minutes, and then Qi Huan suddenly thought of something, and asked softly, “You… You are Mo Ye?”

“What do you think?” Mo Ye left her with an ambiguous answer, opened the door and walked out.

Qi Huan stood barefoot on the ground, staring at the door blankly. She was awakened from her thoughts when Mo Ye opened the door again.

Watching Mo Ye put all kinds of delicacies on the table, Qi Huan instantly forgot all her worries and rushed over to the table. After resting for a night, her five senses finally recovered. Although she still didn't know how to deal with the cloud in her stomach, it was more important to feed herself now. Her body was her temple and needed extra care and feeding!

“Mmmmm, beeeeef…It's been a long time since I had beef. How do you know that I like beef?” Qi Huan reached out and picked up a thin slice of beef and put it in her mouth. Her red lips rose, and she sighed contentedly.

“You ordered it last time.” Mo Ye leaned against the window, wrapped his arms against his chest and looked at Qi Huan, who was still not fully dressed, secretly considering whether he should remind her or not, but soon his idea was gotten rid of.

“When? I only told…*cough cough cough cough*…you…you…” Qi Huan, who was suddenly frightened, swallowed the whole slice of beef in her mouth and almost choked herself to death. Fortunately, Mo Ye brought a cup of tea in time to let her smooth the beef down her throat.

Qi Huan still remembered that when she was kidnapped by the masked man for the first time, she said that she wanted the masked man to buy her beef next time, she only said it once…

“Where's your mask?” Qi Huan still struggled unwillingly, maybe it was just a coincidence, could it really be so coincidental? Although Qi Huan suspected that Mo Ye and the masked man were the same person for a while, it was only a suspicion. She didn't really think that the two were the same person!

Mo Ye flicked his fingers, and a blood-red mask suddenly appeared in between his fingers. As the light in the room changed, the face on the mask seemed to change its expression.

What should she say in this situation, suddenly the person she knew becomes the Young Master of the Heavenly Devil Sect? Even if she had always known that Mo Ye had some kind of relations.h.i.+p with the devil cultivators, she didn't expect it to be this kind of relations.h.i.+p. Qi Huan suddenly felt her head a little dizzy.

Seeing Qi Huan's expression as if she was about to cry out loud, Mo Ye quickly retracted the mask, raising his eyes and chuckled, “Did I disappoint you?”

“What are you planning to do?” Qi Huan didn't believe that Mo Ye didn't have any intentions. He was the Young Master of the Heavenly Devil Sect, and yet he disguised to be a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he probably had business to do, but why would he approach her? There seemed to be a problem. What did Mo Ye want from her? What valuable things did she have?

Qi Huan had many questions in her mind but they were not answered. Mo Ye just stared at her with interest, a small tune came from his mouth, as if he was in a particularly good mood.

“I will not betray my masters.” Qi Huan looked serious.

“Hmm, sure, I didn't have that plan either.” Her staying in the Qing Yun Sect was a good thing, at least the people there were very protective of her. Her character was really not suitable for mixing with devil cultivators anyway.

“I won't betray my s.h.i.+fu.” Qi Huan's head was filled with TV drama plots. Isn't it usually that the heroine is captured by the bad guys and then threatened to poison her master's tea? What is his plan? Qi Huan's brain structure was indeed somewhat different from ordinary people…

“I'm not interested in dealing with your s.h.i.+fu either.” Qi Huan's words really amused Mo Ye, what on earth is this woman thinking?

“Then what do you want to do?!” Qi Huan screamed unbearably, what does he want! Why did he approach me!

Mo Ye stretched out his arm, and pointed at her, with a smile in his eyes, he asked, “Do you put some clothes on first?”