newbobooks Chapter 318 Main Position
Chapter 318 Main Position
Occasionally, strange birds that usually roost during the day will call out, their cooing sounds coming from the open window, making the nights not particularly quiet.
Feng Yu waited for a long time, but Shen Yao remained silent with her head down. He suddenly felt that he had gone too far, and then he felt a little flustered.
"Yanzhou, I was wrong." He hugged her tightly and apologized softly, "I was just afraid of losing you."
Shen Yao knew perfectly well that he was biased towards her; he was simply overly possessive.
But his possessiveness is justified.
She gently pushed Feng Yu away: "Yunhe, let's separate for a while."
Feng Yu felt as if she were in an ice cave, chilled to the bone from the inside out.
His eyes instantly reddened; he couldn't believe it and couldn't accept it: "Yanzhou, are you serious?"
Shen Yao turned her head away from his gaze: "Seriously, and... in this relationship, what you give and what you receive are not proportional."
“I think you also need time to rethink our relationship.”
She left as soon as she finished speaking. Feng Yu tried to hug her from behind, but she teleported forward to dodge.
Just kidding, she's an immortal ancestor now. If she doesn't want him to hug her, he can't.
Feng Yu grew anxious and quickly followed behind her: "Yan Zhou, I love you, not for anything in return..."
Shen Yao stopped in her tracks, turned around and interrupted, "Enough. If it's not for getting anything, then what has been the point of your endless jealousy and questioning all these years?"
Her voice was a bit loud, and Tu Xiaoxiao heard it clearly from the next room, immediately understanding what she meant.
Tu Xiaoxiao leisurely drank her wine, knowing full well that the other party couldn't give her what she wanted, and that constantly demanding more would only make things more difficult for her.
Yunhe is still too inexperienced.
Feng Yu tried to stop her: "Yanzhou, I just..."
"You just love me too much, don't you?" Shen Yao hid her hands behind her back, not letting him pull her: "I'm sorry for your love, and I don't want you to keep suffering. You should take your love back."
She turned around decisively, swiftly opened the door and went out, and Feng Yu hurriedly followed.
"Stop!" Shen Yao took a few steps, then turned back and stopped him, her expression extremely impatient: "I need to be alone. Let me have some peace and quiet. Don't follow me!"
She jogged downstairs and quickly walked out of the hall.
Feng Yu watched her departing figure, her mind completely blank.
She'd always gone along with him all these years, so why the sudden change...?
The door to the next room opened from the inside, and Tu Xiaoxiao stood in the doorway with a faint smile on her lips: "Yunhe, relationships that are held too tightly don't last long. I warned you before."
Feng Yu wouldn't listen to any of it; he just thought the fox demon was happy to see this and was gloating.
He vented his anger on Tu Xiaoxiao, demanding in a heavy tone, "It was you. Yanzhou and I are a perfect match, but you insisted on getting involved."
If it weren't for the fox demon relentlessly pursuing them, there wouldn't have been any rift between the couple.
"I don't think so." Tu Xiaoxiao didn't want to take the blame: "Even without me, you would still control her without any restraint, forbidding her from moving here or going there."
Tu Xiaoxiao said earnestly, "Even a child can't stand it, let alone a grown female cultivator?"
Feng Yu looked indignant. He was meddling in things because he was afraid Yan Zhou would suffer, and it was all for her own good.
The Immortal Lord's thoughts were written all over his face. Tu Xiaoxiao smiled calmly: "Those involved are often blinded. You have no idea how many times I've seen her with you over the years, looking so cautious and suffocated."
“She’s been annoyed for a long time.” He emphasized the word, revealing what Shen Yao was thinking: “If she didn’t favor you, she wouldn’t have bothered to coax you anymore.”
Feng Yu wasn't stupid; he was perceptive, so how could he not sense it when they were together?
But the more he realized she wanted to escape, the more afraid he became, and the tighter he controlled her.
He was speechless and at a loss for words.
“You need to understand that in this relationship, she is the one in charge, and we need her.” Tu Xiaoxiao knew how to get along from the very beginning.
He understood Shen Yao's personality very well; she was affectionate but indifferent, carefree and easygoing.
They are naturally freedom-loving; the tighter they are tied, the faster they run.
Even now, don't you see Jiang Ming using retreat as a tactic to advance?
Jiang Ming, who used to think about robbing people all day long, now frequents Jinli Residence, but he always stands far away and rarely gets close to Shen Yao to talk, which has earned him some goodwill.
Of course, it was Tu Xiaoxiao who taught him after learning about his past.
First, push Jiang Ming up there to temper Feng Yu's possessiveness.
Only when the favored one is willing to compromise can he receive fair treatment.
Everyone loves her; who wouldn't want to have her all to themselves?
If you can't monopolize it, then you have to be fair.
……
It was the first time in over a decade that she had taken the initiative to hug him, and Jiang Ming was so excited that he didn't want to go back at all.
He sat on the roof looking at the moon, repeatedly recalling the feeling of her holding his waist.
The more I thought about it, the more excited I became; my heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to leap out of my chest.
All her efforts and waiting over the years were worth it. She no longer hated him and even fell in love with him again.
Jiang Ming couldn't hide his smile; under the moonlight, he looked like a complete fool.
Six energy golems dutifully guarded the stone gate.
Shen Yao walked into the courtyard, glanced at the puppets, flew up onto the courtyard wall and sat down, sighing.
Jiang Ming's gaze fell on her.
What's going on here?
Weren't you asleep? Why are you out alone, sighing and complaining?
Shen Yao sat on the courtyard wall for a while, and when she looked up casually, she saw Feng Yu standing at the window, looking at her with a worried expression.
She felt even more annoyed, frowned, and flew onto the roof.
Seeing Jiang Ming sitting on the roof, she flew directly over the roof to the backyard.
It's so annoying, emotional debts are everywhere.
There was a pond in the backyard. Shen Yao flew to the pond, sat on a large viewing rock, picked up a pebble, and threw it into the pond in frustration: 'Thump…'
After observing for a while and making a guess, Jiang Ming also flew to the edge of the pond.
He landed about half a meter away from her, not too far, not too close, just right.
Shen Yao glared at him, said nothing, and picked up another pebble, throwing it into the pond: 'Thump…'
'Thump…'
'Knock knock…'
'Thump…'
Judging that she had vented her anger, Jiang Ming moved closer and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
"Thump!" Shen Yao picked up a large stone and threw it down, splashing a lot of water.
Jiang Ming's brow twitched, and he obediently shut his mouth.
"Coo-coo." Two cuckoos, which were searching for food at night, flew to the edge of the pond and stretched their necks to peck at the water and drink.
The cuckoo has a round body. After drinking its fill of water, it flaps its gray-brown wings and flies into the night sky.
While she was looking at the birds, Jiang Ming moved closer, carefully choosing his tone to please her: "Are you practicing your knife tomorrow morning? Your knife technique is all swordsmanship; you need to change it."
Shen Yao didn't want to talk, but she listened attentively.
She was clearly listening intently, and Jiang Ming took advantage of the situation, stepping forward two steps and sitting directly next to her: "Swordplay is flexible, but knife skills are domineering. Your technique is wrong, so you can't unleash the true power of the knife."
Shen Yao moved to the side: "Then teach me."
Although she had this idea for a while, when she brought it up herself, Jiang Ming's breath hitched, and his eyes were full of joy.
To avoid Jiang Ming from overthinking, Shen Yao explained, "The moves I practice are special and cannot be passed on to outsiders, so I haven't been able to find a suitable master."
She was as generous as ever: "Name your price."