Chapter 167 (2/2)

As a result, when he slightly moved his fingers earlier, they were restrained before he could complete his seal. Ning Xuemo was using her wrists to encircle him tighter around his body so she could grab his hands.

She was also not very big and could even be described as petite and exquisite. However, compared to her opponent’s hands, hers still felt mightier.

She could completely cover his hands with hers. In the end, the ginseng child could not complete his seal.

A cold light flashed through the little ginseng boy’s eyes as Ning Xuemo continued to lock lips with him while still hesitating on chewing a piece of him or not. Suddenly, she felt something cold slip between her lips and teeth. His tongue had entered her mouth and was licking the inside of her mouth…

Ning Xuemo got startled and subconsciously retreated her head and let go of the other’s lips.

She then glared at the boy in her arms. ‘This little -BEEP- can french kiss?!’

‘Ill-natured!’

Wrong! That little ginseng was certainly not thinking about french kissing her. Rather, he was using his tongue to draw out a spell inside her mouth! In fact, just a moment ago, when her tongue touched his, her tongue became numbed for a moment. If she did not take the opportunity to quickly retreat earlier, perhaps her whole mouth would have been numbed and she would have suffocated in her own saliva.

‘Ah… That little ginseng child is very unresigned to be caught by me.’

It used all kinds of possible methods to escape from her. Unfortunately, she was not fooled by him. ‘Hehehe!’

Ning Xuemo held his hands more tightly and couldn’t avoid touching the red thread tied to his finger.

If it was a normal thread, the blood she smeared on it would have long been washed away in the water. However this was a Heaven Wild Silk which was unlike common silk. After it was dyed in blood, if it was not cleaned using a special method, the blood would adhere to the silk and keep that vivid color as if it was just recently dyed.

His tender little hands were white like a lotus root which made the red thread look even more conspicuous.

Ning Xuemo’s heart slightly trembled. She clearly remembered that the red thread wound around his waist. She didn’t how it ended up being tie to his finger at present.

‘Could it be that when tied on ginseng child, the red thread can change places?’

The thread changed places so that she could pinpoint his position better, which ended up on his pinky?

While Ning Xuemo was concerned about the thread on his finger, she held his hand into hers. Coincidentally, their two pinkies each attached to the red thread hooked together.