"Fine, I'll cultivate."
Wang Mu shook his head. Regardless, at least for now, Piao Miaoxu shouldn't cause any trouble during her time in the Moon Palace.
However, the spatial rift had not yet dissipated. Gu Yuqing had returned.
She quickly approached Wang Mu and asked, "Master, has anyone ever kissed you?"
Wang Mu was taken aback. In his moment of distraction, it was as though he had answered the question. In my memory… it seems not?
"It seems, Master, you have yet to experience it."
Gu Yuqing suddenly pinned Wang Mu's shoulders and kissed him. The contact was brief and fleeting. She turned around, not giving Wang Mu a chance to react.
"HMPH!"
"So this is what Master's man tastes like. Nothing special," Gu Yuqing said, lifting her skirts, brushing off her hands, and speaking nonchalantly.
