2089: Chatper 535: Taking Her Own Pulse

Chatper 535: Taking Her Own Pulse

Miss Qiao automatically took her own pulse.1

Her pulse was steady. It was not too weak or heavy, or slow. Logically, it was extremely normal.

But this heartbeat was abnormally fast!

"Pfft." Mo Lian naturally noticed her furtive actions and he couldn't resist laughing out loud. He drew close to her and whispered, "Darling, turn around and look at me, okay. I feel so flustered when you keep showing me the back of your head!"

Miss Qiao quickly cupped her practically burning cheeks.

She was done for. This person's voice was so alluring. His low, magnetic voice was like the sweet notes of the pipa lute.

It was simply unbelievable that this man was actually teasing her in public!

Qiao Mu suddenly turned around to look at him. However, she didn't expect him to quickly steal a kiss from her lips.

It truly was done at the speed of lightning.

Qiao Mu sent out her petite fist, which landed in his palm.

"Don't play around." He chuckled.

Who was the one playing around!? Qiao Mu glared at him in a huff.

"Here, my cutie pie, I peeled an orange for you…" Suddenly, Mo Lian narrowed his eyes. He reacted quickly and scooped his wife onto his lap while also parrying several flying arrows with his sleeve.

The arrows lodged into the columns in the main hall.

Qiao Mu turned around in surprise. The group of dance courtesans who had been dancing to the music had all summoned weapons from their inner worlds, and they charged at Dunzhu.

Dunzhu had gotten used to living in comfort and ease these past years, so he was unable to react immediately to such a tense situation.

Oh my goodness! Dunzhu instantly had the urge to dash to Feng Chen and hide behind him.

However, he immediately regained his senses after Feng Chen gave him a warning look. Hence, he aggrievedly remained in his noble seat and did not act out of the ordinary.

"Did that scare you?" Mo Lian stepped a meter away from the table while holding her in his hands, and then he looked down at her.

Qiao Mu blinked and powerlessly rolled her eyes.

Could she, someone in the level-four spiritual realm, get scared by this!?

*Chu.* He suddenly pecked her on the cheek.

Qiao Mu glanced over and saw that man take a deep breath. He grabbed her hand and pressed it to his chest. "But Hubby is a bit scared!"

Qiao Mu: …

He was still in the mood to joke with her in such a tense atmosphere!

They could indeed leisurely watch Dunzhu getting attacked by a group of dance courtesans, and even occasionally critique a certain dance courtesan's attacks, but as fellow companions, they shouldn't be so inconsiderate!

Mo Lian glanced down at her with a grin. "Wife, these women are all so scary. You must protect Hubby well."

The little fellow suddenly pinched his face. "Stop playing around! If we don't go rescue Dunzhu, this body of his will probably get destroyed again."

Mo Lian pulled down her petite hand in amusement and said with a nod, "Okay. Since you're telling me to, I'll go rescue him!"

After saying this, he pointed his finger and impeded the arrows shooting at Dunzhu.

Dunzhu was frantically warding off those dance courtesans' attacks. He couldn't help tearing up when he saw Mo Lian stepping in.

This boss finally finished being lovey-dovey with Miss Qiao?

He finally had time to look back at the pitiful me!

"You bandit! I've waited so long for this day! Prepare to die!"

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