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Chapter 42 - Nose bleed (1)

Mu Wanjun's feelings at the moment were too subtle.

At first, she was worried about Jin Yulie's sexual orientation. Although he said that the handsome man was messing with him, showing their true love, he was still Jin Yulie!

Legend has it that with a single stamp of his foot, the entire Qin Dynasty's land would tremble.

Did he like the look of her?

Mu Wanjun really wanted to leave, but Jin Yulie seemed to have seen through her thoughts.

Just as she was about to slip away, she asked, ”Where do you want to go?”

”That... ”Small...”

The sound of water splashing could be heard as Jin Yulie suddenly stood up from the water.

No way, does he really want to have a mandarin duck bath with me? He has this kind of heart, but I don't have this kind of courage. If he took it and forcefully threw it into the bath, wouldn't he discover everything?

”Why aren't you coming over?”

It was impossible to bathe together!

Mu Wanjun laughed with her doggy legs, ”This little one still has things to do, may I take my leave first?”

”What if I say no? ”Come here, into the water!”

Jin Yulie had never been long-winded. Seeing that she still wanted to escape, he simply stood up and walked to the front of Mu Wanjun, and grabbed towards her without hesitation.

How could Mu Wanjun obediently wait for him to take off all her clothes? Seeing where he was going to take action, she made a gesture to kneel down and beg for forgiveness.

”This little one doesn't dare!”

She suddenly bent down and avoided Jin Yulie's hand. Jin Yulie caught nothing but air. His hand merely paused for a moment, before he immediately transformed into a claw that reached downwards. His target was still Mu Wanjun.

”I agree. It doesn't matter.”

Mu Wanjun's reaction was not weak either. After kneeling down, she slid backwards against the floor with her knees, quickly grabbing the bathrobe and giving it to Jin Yulie.

”Master, put on your coat. Be careful not to catch a cold.”

And with her ingenious dodging, Jin Yulie's claws reached down and grabbed the bathrobe she offered.

”No need.”

Jin Yulie pulled back his bathrobe, casually swung it around his body, and once again aimed it at Mu Wanjun.

The two of them were actually competing here.