Chapter 72 – Love Is In The Air The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife The Sly Lady (1/2)

*HOLDS UP SIGN* OUYANG + MURONG 4EVER

Murong Xue’s mind went completely blank as their lips touched, what was going on?

Her body was squished by his, she could clearly felt his hot temperature through her sheer blouse…

Murong Xue tried to push him with all her might, “Ou Yang, get up now!” His fever had not subsided yet and he was unconscious, now that they were so physically close together, “dangerous things” was bound to happen…

Murong Xue had no inner strength, her effort in pushing Ou Yang away was in vain, in fact, his arms went tighter around her waist, tingling sensation was all she could feel as his soft lips placed on hers.

Murong Xue avoided his soft kiss in the chaos and shouted in anger, “Ou Yang, don’t make me hit you!”

Ou Yang ignored her threat as he continued hugging her with his eyes closed, her body temperature had decreased his fever, he was pleased and hugged her even tighter.

“Murong Xue… Xue Er!” Ou Yang called out in a husky voice, his muttering indicated that he was still unconscious.

Murong Xue glared at him in fury, she was almost out of her breath being under his weight, she coughed from her dry throat and stretched out her arm. She smirked as her fingers sensed something cool.

Ou Yang was still in fever and he could easily take advantage of her, moreover his fighting skills was excellent, she could not move him now, but she could make him pass out.

Acupuncture is a compulsory lesson for the heir of Murong Manor and she was the excellent student in this. She could easily point out the correct body points even with her eyes closed, if only she could hit his sleeping point, she would be safe.

However, in her position right now, she could not reach to his body point, she needed an external force to help her do so.

Murong Xue pulled out her hairpin and stick into Ou Yang’s sleeping point speedily.

Ou Yang loosened his grip suddenly and hit Murong Xue’s wrist with his elbow, her hairpin fell on the floor and the room was filled with a loud clink.

“Ou Yang!” Murong Xue looked at her empty hand and shouted.

He continued sleeping soundly, as if nothing was going on.

“Ou Yang, open your eyes now, stop pretending!” Murong Xue hit his rock stiff chest as hard as she could.

Ou Yang stayed in his position, his head rested on her shoulder, peacefully asleep.

Murong Xue kept hitting him a few more times, yet he did not move a single hair, his eyes were shut tightly.

Murong Xue calmed herself down and she thought to herself, maybe he did this unintentionally, he was after all, injured, and had no clue of his actions, she should not had gotten so angry at him.

His steady breathing could be heard, Ou Yang’s face was buried in her neck, his breathing was warm and it was uncomfortable.

Murong Xue clenched her forehead and pushed Ou Yang’s head aside, unwilling to do so, he moved towards her neck even closer. The more she pushed, the closer he got.

He was so stubborn, since she did not manage to push his head aside, she might as well leave him!