Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

“I’ll tell you what it is,” he said softly. “To watch with your own eyes your beloved be trampled and ridiculed, yet be unable to do anything. That’s the worst suffering in the world.”

Yet, other than discovering Hua Cheng had a fine body, there were no other finds. Xie Lian was at his wit’s end and started to worry

“To me, the one basking in infinite glory is you; the one fallen from grace is also you. What matters is you, and not the state of you.

Try touching him, I dare you. Do you think I would let the things I treasure deeply in my heart be so easily touched by you lot?”

His temper is certainly nice, but my temper is bad. No one shall touch what I love except for me.”

Fangxin didn’t move. E’ming, who tried so enthusiastically to offer itself up but ended up so blatantly rejected, weepingly hopped back to Hua Cheng’s side. Hua Cheng didn’t even spare it a look before he smacked it with a backhand slap.

“What are you crying about? Isn’t it because you’re useless? Trash!”

E’ming fell flat on the ground like a piece of unwanted scrap metal, like it dropped dead from that strike. Xie Lian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and immediately picked E’ming up in his arms and stroked it a few times.

“Nothing of the sort. Don’t listen to him, you’re not trash, you’re very useful!”

Very well. E’ming, listen closely: you are handsome and carefree, cute and kind, clever and intelligent, gentle and determined, number one in the world…”

Gege, no need to ask others, just ask me.”

Xie Lian was amazed. “San Lang, you know about heaven’s old past scandals too?”

The others were fleeing and dodging, running madly; seeing how the two were having a good time, they couldn’t stand it, and couldn’t help but call out.

“Hey! Isn’t that unfair?!”

“Hua Chengzhu, may I ask if you have any spare umbrellas??”

“Can I hide under that umbrella too??”

Hua Cheng smiled fakely. “No. And no.”

Xie Lian responded while already crazily slashing at the ground with Fangxin to drill a pit; sand and earth flying all over the place. Next to him, Hua Cheng was holding the umbrella over him, and not only was he not helping, he was even coaxing him.

“Gege, don’t dig anymore. Sit down and rest.”