Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 724: Chapter 724: National Demon Sprite (15)

”You just want to trick me into unlocking the chains for you,” Chuzheng spoke calmly, without a hint of anger or any other emotion.

”Mhm.”

Xun Yin readily admitted.

He did indeed want to unlock these chains; otherwise, why go through all this trouble?

Xun Yin’s cool fingertips brushed across Chuzheng’s cheek, coming to rest upon her lips, pressing down lightly, ”You like it, don’t you?”

”In your dreams.”

Chuzheng stepped back.

The rocking chair creaked.

Xun Yin’s fingers hovered in the air, pressing down on nothing.

”Then, Xiao Yao, enjoy the scenes in your dreams, and feel welcome to join me anytime.”

Chuzheng folded her arms and scrutinized him for a few seconds before turning and walking away.

Xun Yin thought Chuzheng wouldn’t come back for a while, but to his surprise, she moved in with her belongings by evening.

”What are you doing?”

Xun Yin leaned against the screen, watching with interest as she arranged her items.

Chuzheng answered without lifting her head, ”Living with you.”

”Living with me?” Xun Yin paused for a few seconds, ”Xiao Yao, it seems you haven’t gotten my permission, have you?”

Chuzheng spoke confidently, ”This is my place, and you belong to me too, so why should I need your permission?”

”...”

The spacious ancestral hall quickly filled with more items.

Another person... oh, no, a demon sprite was added, and the previously cold and empty atmosphere seemed to dissipate.

Since there was no electricity out back, Chuzheng bought candles to light, which made the whole room look brighter.

Xun Yin, not knowing when, had gone behind the screen and lay on the Beauty Couch, and he said nothing more about Chuzheng moving in.

After tidying up, Chuzheng collapsed in Xun Yin’s rocking chair, utterly exhausted.

Chuzheng didn’t know when she had fallen asleep.

Her dream was still that enchanting scene.

Chuzheng woke up feeling irritable; she looked behind the screen and could barely make out Xun Yin’s silhouette.

Chuzheng got up and walked toward the screen.

Xun Yin, propping his head with one hand, was flipping through a book, ”Awake, did you sleep well?”

”You’ve been confined here, how do you take a bath?”

Chuzheng asked this question quite abruptly.

Xun Yin’s page-turning hand paused.

A few seconds later, Xun Yin turned the page calmly and spoke slowly, ”I am a demon, I don’t need to bathe.”

What need do demons have for baths?

Demonic power keeps their bodies clean.

”Oh.”

Chuzheng drew closer, and a pale hand pressed down on the book page, bringing an instant feeling of oppression. Xun Yin frowned slightly and looked up at her.

Before he could see her clearly, his lips were met with softness, and he was pushed down onto the Beauty Couch.

-

Xun Yin seemed stunned by the kiss. He didn’t come back to his senses until Chuzheng let him go.

”Xun Yin, think about it. I am not one who cannot touch you,” Chuzheng patted his face as a warning, ”If you dare disturb my sleep again, you’d better be careful.”

Chuzheng stood up; the sound of her clothes rustling was slight yet suggestive.

Xun Yin lay on the Beauty Couch, his blank gaze gradually turning dangerous. The flickering candlelight cast his long shadow on the screen, and it seemed as if the temperature in the air dropped rapidly.

”Xiao Yao, you’re quite bold,” he said, his fingertip grazing the corner of his lower lip.

”Thank you,” my courage has always been ample.

Xun Yin: ”...”

He had been a demon for so many years, yet no other had ever dared to do this to him.

Ignoring the deadly look in Xun Yin’s eyes, Chuzheng paced back to her bed and promptly lay down.

She had earned a Good Person Card.

Happy.

Chuzheng comfortably prepared to sleep for a while longer.

Unacknowledged, the stance Xun Yin had assumed now seemed a bit... awkward.

This little Xiao Yao...

Xun Yin sat on the Beauty Couch, mulling it over, and then suddenly smiled.

He lay back down, legs crossed, staring at the roof beam above him.

-

Chuzheng was awakened by the cold.

She sat up, hugging her arms; most of the candles around her had already been extinguished, with only a few stubbornly flickering on.

The door swung open and the wind poured in.

The chill came with the wind.

Chuzheng looked around but didn’t see Xun Yin.

However, there were iron chains on the floor, extending out the door.

Chuzheng felt slightly puzzled at the bottom of her heart. The Good Person Card’s chains should only reach the doorway...

Chuzheng followed the chains outside.

There, a man with a tall, statuesque figure leaned against the doorway outside, hands crossed over his chest, one foot slightly forward, the other foot propped against the door frame.

He was gazing at the overgrown courtyard, his expression somewhat frosty.

”How did you get out?”

A voice rang out beside him.

Xun Yin’s gaze sharpened, ”I just walked out.”

Bang!

Chuzheng was pinned by Xun Yin against the door frame, her back pressed against it, his cold fingertips pressing down on her neck, ”You still say you have no connection with Xiao Yue, hmm?”

Chuzheng felt as if her whole body was enveloped by ice and snow, the chill burrowing into her body.

She took a deep breath, constantly reminding herself that this was her Good Person Card; she couldn’t hit him.

She had to pamper him.

The Good Person Card she chose herself, she had to pamper, even if it meant kneeling.

Chuzheng suppressed the urge to beat him up and said coldly, ”Let me go.”

”What if I don’t?”

”I’ll say it one last time, I am not Xiao Yue, and I don’t know her.” Xiao Yue, whoever you are, you’re so etched in his mind!!

”Is that so... then explain to me why her scent is on you?”

”...” Who the hell knows! ”Who is Xiao Yue to you?”

Xun Yin’s eyes were frosty, his lips parted slightly, the cold words falling into the night breeze, ”Enemy.”

Chuzheng: ”...”

Chuzheng felt that she might still have a chance to salvage the situation.

She sternly set her little face, speaking earnestly, ”I don’t know any Xiao Yue, and I’m not her.”

In her heart, however, panic surged.

There seemed to be a gap in the original host’s memory, like where her inner core had gone. Why hadn’t she awoken thirty years ago... or perhaps she had awakened, but then fell into slumber again for some reason.

So, the original host might have really been Xun Yin’s enemy in the past.

If that’s true, would the Good Person Card still think of himself as a good person?

”Let me go.”

Xun Yin’s pupils slightly narrowed, a deepening red glow in the depths of his eyes, ”I think it would be safer to kill you...”

”Oh.”

Chuzheng raised her hand and grabbed Xun Yin’s wrist, who looked at her indifferently.

Even with his power being constrained, he was still stronger than the little demon sprite before him.

The next second, Xun Yin felt a pain in his wrist.

Then, his entire body toppled toward the ground.

Clang—

The chains shook, their clattering echoing through the overgrown courtyard.

The dying candlelight within finally extinguished.

The night breeze rustled through the weeds in the courtyard.

Rustle, rustle, rustle...

Xun Yin heard the girl pinning him down warn him in a very low voice, ”Can’t you behave, Xun Yin? I don’t want to hit you.” I strive to be a good person every day!

Xun Yin: ”...”

Xun Yin struggled, to no avail, and gave up.

Seeing him settle down, Chuzheng slightly loosened her grip. Xun Yin lay on the ground, his posture exuding a ’I won’t get up anymore’ attitude.

Chuzheng couldn’t care less and bent down to pick him up.

Xun Yin’s pupils dilated slightly.

He probably never imagined that one day, he would be held in such a way by a female Demon Sprite.