Seeing Fang Cheng, Cen San Niang couldn't help but be swept up in memories of their past.
In an instant, those sweet and tender memories completely took over her heart.
The Love Gu's effects had long since faded, but "love"—that potent poison of the Mortal World—was even more powerful than the gu itself.
She said softly, "If I hadn't come, would you have never come looking for me again?"
Fang Cheng had expected this question. He didn't say a word, instead answering with his actions.
He took a step forward, his tall and sturdy frame radiating an oppressive aura. Cen San Niang bit her red lip and was about to retreat when he swept her up into his arms, then turned and walked toward the bedroom.
"Meng Ru, close the door."
Fang Cheng said without looking back.
Shopkeeper Tang spat delicately in feigned annoyance, then quickly shut the guest room door and activated the restrictive seals, isolating all sound and spiritual energy from the outside.
