Chapter 939

"I can go back, but don't cover your head with the quilt. What if you can't breathe properly?"

"It's fine, I'll take it off once you leave. You go back first."

Under Qing Mei's repeated urging, Chen Ang sighed helplessly but still got up and left.

After hearing his footsteps fade away, Qing Mei finally took off the quilt and gasped for air.

At this moment, her face was redder than a ripe tomato.

Thinking of her failed plan, she clenched her small fist and punched the bed hard.

"Chen Ang, you insensitive guy! If I had known, I wouldn't have drunk so much! Annoying! So annoying!"

As she spoke, Qing Mei also patted her Spirit Spring Jade Bracelet, as if venting her anger.

Hearing these words from the shadows, Chen Ang was speechless.

He had been focused entirely on Qing Mei's body just now and hadn't thought of anything else. If he had known about Qing Mei's plan, he would never have let such a good opportunity slip by!

Regret grew, and Chen Ang slapped his own forehead before returning to his room in disappointment.

In the middle of the night, Chen Ang suddenly heard rustling sounds.

Disturbed from his sleep, he couldn't help but frown.

As his consciousness gradually cleared, the noisy sounds kept amplifying in his ears.

After listening carefully, his heart instantly jumped into his throat!

These sounds weren't coming from anywhere else, but from the location of Qing Mei's room!

Vigilance instantly rose, and Chen Ang directly took out the Zhenyue Divine Spear.

Approaching cautiously, just as he was about to push the door open, Qing Mei's voice suddenly came from inside.

"Why do you have to force me? Why?!"

Hearing her suppressed roar, Chen Ang was stunned, but he stopped his actions and listened to the sounds inside.

At this moment, a female voice came, also roaring in a suppressed tone: "You must listen to me! Otherwise, you will die without a burial place!"

As soon as her words fell, Qing Mei's crying came from the room.

Hearing this crying, Chen Ang's brow instantly furrowed.

Just as he wanted to barge in, Qing Mei's voice came out again.

"Don't force me, I beg you, don't force me, okay!"

"No, I cannot watch you throw your life away! I am doing this for your own good!"

As soon as the words fell, heavy breathing came from the room, showing that both were quite angry.

After a long time, Qing Mei said softly, "This is my business, I want to make my own decisions. You go."

"Qing Mei, you cannot be so willful!"

"I just want to be willful once! I just want to be willful!"

As she spoke, Qing Mei's emotions became agitated again, and her voice grew much louder.

After her low roar, that person didn't speak for a long time.

A moment later, footsteps came from the room.

Hearing this sound, Chen Ang quickly hid in the shadows.

Leaning back, the Zhenyue Divine Spear accidentally hit the door panel, making a "bang" sound.

Startled, Chen Ang quickly put away the Zhenyue Divine Spear and ran back to his room.

Pressing his ear against the door, he listened carefully to the sounds outside.

When footsteps sounded, his heart jumped into his throat.

But just at this moment, the footsteps actually stopped outside his door!

For a moment, Chen Ang held his breath and suppressed his aura, not daring to make a single sound.

After standing in a stalemate for a while, footsteps sounded outside again, and the person left.

Only after the footsteps faded away did Chen Ang let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Returning to the table, he poured himself a cup of tea.

Sipping it bit by bit, the conversations from just now kept ringing in his mind.

Pondering carefully, he found he had no clue at all.

Analyzing the conversation, the visitor should have had no ill intent, but the words she said were extremely fierce, as if threatening Qing Mei. Yet, facing her fierceness, Qing Mei showed no fear. Thinking about it carefully, he only felt it getting more chaotic, as if a ball of tangled hemp in his head had been tied into a dead knot.

Rubbing his head, Chen Ang only felt a headache.

At this moment, he really wanted to go to Qing Mei's room to see, but if he went now, his eavesdropping would be exposed.

Qing Mei had been suppressing her voice just now, clearly not wanting outsiders to know. If he exposed it himself, he would probably make her unhappy.

After thinking and thinking, Chen Ang finally suppressed this urge and didn't go to find Qing Mei. But when he lay on the bed again, he had no sleepiness left; those conversations kept spinning in his mind, not letting him rest.

1165 When am I not good-looking?

Sleeping groggily all night, Chen Ang felt he was rushing through one dream after another. A few hours of sleep left him exhausted.

When he got up in the morning, he felt sore all over, as if he had fought all night, physically and mentally exhausted.

Rubbing his arms, he sighed helplessly.

Ever since he had been steadily improving, he hadn't had this feeling for a long time.

Pinching his brow, he began to sit cross-legged in meditation.

Mobilizing the Qi in his dantian, he let the aura wander through his meridians.

After the aura circulated a few times, the fatigue on his body was finally swept away.

When he opened his eyes, he exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

Just at this moment, someone knocked on his door.

Sensing An Xinyi's aura, Chen Ang flicked his finger, and the door opened accordingly.

Walking in with a full face of smiles, An Xinyi was just about to speak when he discovered Chen Ang was still maintaining his meditation posture.

The smile instantly froze, and he asked cautiously, "Boss, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Hearing his words, Chen Ang waved his hand.

"It's fine, I just finished my cultivation. What do you need me for?"

"Nothing much, I just wanted to ask when we are hitting the road."

"Now, notify everyone to pack their things, we are hitting the road now."

Receiving his instructions, An Xinyi retreated cautiously again.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, everyone gathered at the inn entrance.

Tilting his head to look at Qing Mei, Chen Ang's eyes carried a bit of worry.

However, Qing Mei's face carried a smile, chatting and laughing with everyone as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at her carefully, a bit of doubt appeared in Chen Ang's eyes.

If he weren't sure he had heard those words with his own ears last night, he would definitely suspect it was a dream now.

Just as he was looking at Qing Mei intently, Qing Mei suddenly turned her head back.

"Chen Ang, why are you looking at me?"

Hearing her smiling question, Chen Ang finally came back to his senses.

Curling his lips, he said with a smile, "I discovered you look especially good today."

As soon as these words were spoken, Qing Mei instantly blushed.

"Nonsense, when am I not good-looking?"

Hearing her playful words, Chen Ang was also amused.

"I misspoke, you look good every day, but you look especially good today."

"Chen Ang, why is your mouth so sweet today? Do you have something to ask of me?"

"No, I just wanted to compliment you."

After finishing, Chen Ang smiled and wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

Smelling the fragrance on her at close range, Chen Ang finally felt a bit more at ease.

Seeing the two of them like this, Wan Shitong rubbed the goosebumps on his body.

"Boss, aren't you being too mushy? There are so many brothers here, can you hold back a bit?"