Dongfang Wuya was at a loss for words after being coolly challenged by Shen Qinghe.
If she truly weren't Shen Qinghe, it might be fine, but how could she not be?
He couldn't find peace in this damned place, yet whenever he approached her, all his anxiety swept away. Her aura was the same as in the ancient times, and even the fiery birthmark between her eyebrows was identical to that era.
How could this person not be his Shen Qinghe?
"Stay here and don't go anywhere!" Dongfang Wuya said, reaching for Shen Qinghe's fair, jade-like hand, "Come, sleep with me!"
Shen Qinghe dodged Dongfang Wuya's touch, "Get away from me, I want to go back to the Simple Residence Courtyard!"
Dongfang Wuya withdrew his hand, "Want to go back to the Simple Residence Courtyard? Let's see what you can do."
