Chapter 71-75

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Yet he didn't get angry at all and only curled up his sexy lips slightly in a provocative and sensual manner.

That smile slowly burst forth, seemingly like a rose blooming in the dim light of night, confusing people...

After that, a hand extended and pulled Helian Wei Wei up.

The chilly fragrant sandalwood infused with the man's scent wafted into her nose all at once.

It was impossible for Wei Wei to guard against it. Seeing his pair of hands so nice-looking that even women would be envious, she was slightly puzzled.

Wasn't the Third Prince obsessed with cleanliness and disliked having others touch him?

As expected, he only helped her up and immediately let her go. Afterwards, he looked towards the white cat on the ground and said in an indifferent tone. "This Highness is hungry."

Wei Wei: "...."

[Didn't they just eat roasted rabbit, how come he became hungry so quickly? Wasn't it said that people from the Imperial Family ate comparatively little?]

It seemed that rumors indeed couldn't be trusted. For example, the Seventh Prince, that Little Bald Head, really could eat.

"I'll go hunt another rabbit." After she finished speaking, Wei Wei planned to take action. In any case, she happened to also want to find a place free from people to see if she could wake Yuan Ming.

But Baili Jia Jue blocked her. His deep, phoenix shaped eyes (eyes that slanted up at the corners) looked extremely beautiful close up. "No need. There's a cat here."

The white cat's pupils constricted as it looked at that man who was wearing a smile that was not a smile. The fur all over its body stood on ends.

In a flash, Wei Wei's figure blocked Baili Jia Jue from the front. "It was alright to eat it previously, but now it's not. It has already formed a contract with me. It's my contracted spirit beast, so please reconsider, Your Highness, and eat something else."

"Is it only a contracted beast?" Baili Jia Jue's tone of voice was very indifferent, very cold, as if an ice cube melted and blended in the water, slightly suppressing her nerves.

Wei Wei lifted her eyebrows. "If not, what else can it be?"

"You're right." Baili Jia Jue profoundly took a quick look at Wei Wei, and calmly turned the black jade ornamental thumb ring on his finger. "Besides being a contracted beast, it can NOT also be anything else."

The white cat froze from head to tail. It's heart felt an indescribable sense of loss. It even thought...so the reality was that she did not have that kind of interest towards it at all.

The Fire Qilin watched the white cat hanging its head dispiritedly and looked again at the absolutely graceful figure. Was it thinking too much? Why did it feel that those words just now from his master wasn't spoken to Wei Wei at all, but instead was spoken to that descendant of the White Fen clan? The Fire Qilin didn't need to think about it anymore. It indeed understood His Highness' way of doing things quite well.

Baili Jia Jue had always been an outwardly kind but inwardly evil demon. He knew very well how to eliminate the thoughts that a certain wild cat should not have from its mind, but those kind of methods were all inferior to Wei Wei herself inadvertently rejecting it.

Wei Wei didn't understand how, as they were speaking, they wandered away from the original topic of conversation. However, it actually didn't matter. After all, Third Prince already wouldn't bring up the matter of eating cat meat again. She also could be considered to have protected her spirit beast and now, she'd better think a bit on how to endure past tonight.

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