[1] Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Chapter 40.7 You Are Being Jealous

Sang Yuanyuan：“?”

You Wuming mysteriously leaned in front of her, raised his eyebrows high and said: “Back then, I almost married Yun Xuzhou. Little Mulberry, stop pretending. This matters, how could you not know about it. “

Sang Yuanyuan really didn’t know about it.

The book did not talk about what happened before the Great Demon Lord had blackened. Did he actually have a love history too?

Maybe it was because she was ill. Listening to him, her chest suddenly seemed to be stuffed with heavy cotton wool. She felt so stuffy that she did not want to have even one more look at him again.

“You are angry.” He tilted his body, lifted her chin with his index finger, and said with a smile, “Little Mulberry is angry!”

“Little Mulberry!” He said, “You and Han Shaoling even have a big marriage ceremony. I haven’t gotten angry with you yet!”

She raised her eyes to look at him, and said roguely: “I just want to ‘allow the state officials to set fires but not allow the common people to light lamps[1]’! I just want to be angry!”

You Wuming was sluggish for a moment, then covered his forehead and laughed: “Fine, fine, fine!”

He looked extremely happy. Even the corners of his grinning lips couldn’t be closed after a long time.

He held her tightly in his arms and murmured in her ear: “You don’t know, Little Mulberry. At that time, You Old Ghost just acted on his own and proposed a marriage with Yun Xuzhou with my name. Who knows that Yun Xuzhou will even look down on me and turn down You Old Ghost.”

Sang Yuanyuan couldn’t help but tilt her head to stare at his amazingly handsome face: “She hasn’t seen you yet?”

Can such a good skin even fail on a blind date?

“We never met.” You Wuming said, “She handed over a long official speech. The words are very nice to hear, but the real meaning of the words is that I, You Wuming, was weak and incompetent, not worthy of her.”

He smiled and as if he really didn’t have even the slightest ill feeling, he said: “After that, when she knows what kind of person You Wuming is, it’s already too late to even regret it.”

Sang Yuanyuan：“……”

In contrast, she felt that Yun Xuzhou should have no regrets at all. And listening to it, the person even refused so swiftly and so cleanly. What’s the meaning of ‘almost married’ then? The probability is even a hundred thousand miles away, okay.

You Wuming had already seen through what she was thinking at a glance.

He was very unhappy and said, “Little Mulberry, do you think that Yun Xuzhou is right about refusing to marry me?”

“Of course!” She curled her eyes. “Leave you to me, how great it is.”

He smiled: “Even if she agreed, I would not marry her.”

“Liar.”

“I didn’t lie to you.” He said, “At that time, my sword was already hanging above the head of the Old Ghost. He didn’t know about it and still arranged a marriage for me. Ridiculous. How would I marry? “

Sang raised her head to look at him. She could feel that his mood was really complicated.

Being nursed and raised by enemies……Love and hatred, water and fire, twisted and weaved. It entangled his heart and split it apart, dragged him into a darker abyss day by day.

At the moment when he killed the You clan with his own hand, he broke his cocoon and turned into a pure black monarch butterfly.

Sang Yuanyuan’s heart was aching. She grabbed the back of his neck and fiercely pulled him down. She kissed him hard and babbled while kissing: “You’re lucky! If you have married a wife, you will not have me anymore. You Wuming, you are lucky to have waited for me!”

He restrained, did not dare to kiss her hard for fear that she would cough again.

He answered perfunctorily, “Mm-hmm.”

The deep and tender voice fell deeply into her heart.

After a long while, the two slowly, slowly separated.

He squinted his eyes and stared at her for a while, and proudly stretched out his finger to pick her chin: “When you are cured, I will take you to Yun Xuzhou and tell her to have a look. This is the woman that I, You Wuming likes.”

Sang Yuanyuan：“……”

What a childish ghost!

But……did he finally admit that he ‘like’ her?

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[1] Allowing the state officials to set fires but not allowing the common people to light lamps : One can do whatever one wants, but others are not allowed.