Quick Wear: Boss, she won again by doing nothing

Chapter 917: Opposing Worlds (12)

Xing Rong placed her hands lightly behind her head, squinted her eyes slightly, yawned a long and lazy yawn, and elegantly propped up her legs on the sofa, with one foot casually resting on the knee of the other. The hem of her white skirt was like dancing snowflakes, fluttering lightly with her movements, as if an exquisite little umbrella was held up.

Such an action should have seemed somewhat rude, but in Xing Rong, it displayed a unique elegance. Every subtle movement of hers seemed carefully designed, natural and charming.

She slowly raised her eyelids, her eyes, as bright as stars, gleaming like the brightest stars in the night sky. When she turned to look at the person who came, her gaze became warm and gentle.

"Xiao Daishan, long time no see." Her voice was like the sound of nature, crisp and pleasant, as if it could penetrate one's soul.

Daishan stood there, lowering his head somewhat awkwardly, his eyes fixed on the ground, not daring to look directly into Xingrong's eyes.

She leaned forward slightly, appearing somewhat respectful, and replied in a serious tone, "Yes, I haven't seen you since the Territory Master left the Netherworld and returned to your dimension."

Xing Rong blinked her beautiful eyes and carefully studied Daishan's expressionless face. Suddenly, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smile that was somewhat innocent and aggrieved. "Daishan, are you blaming me?"

Daishan obviously hadn't expected Xingrong to say that. He was a little stunned, his body trembling violently, and he subconsciously retorted: "Daishan wouldn't dare, Daishan is just stating the facts."

Xing Rong's smile suddenly faded, replaced by a calm and indifferent tone. Her voice also became flat, as if devoid of any emotion. "Daishan, do you know what I hate?"

Daishan suddenly felt a chill, as if the air around her had instantly frozen. She shuddered, her gaze falling on Xingrong, only to see the aura around her become unusually cold, chilling.

Her head drooped lower involuntarily. She wasn't sure which words or actions had angered her, and she suddenly felt uneasy.

"Please forgive me, Lord. Daishan really didn't know."

Xing Rong sighed softly, and the chill around him dissipated. Seeing that she was still so reserved, he slowly sat up.

Her movements were graceful and light, and her skirt swayed slightly as she rose, like a flower blown by the breeze, swaying lightly in the air. Her long blue-black hair cascaded down her chest like a beautiful, meticulously painted oil painting, captivating.

But at this moment, Daishan was in no mood to appreciate Xingrong's beauty. Her attention was completely focused on Xingrong's words. From her tone just now, Daishan clearly felt that she was not satisfied with her answer.

Just as she was anxiously thinking about what kind of punishment she might face, she suddenly heard a sigh in her ears.

"I won't tease you anymore, Daishan. I've said before that you don't have to call me Domain Lord. Just call me Xing Rong, or whatever you want to call me." Xing Rong's voice became soft, with a hint of helplessness.

"I remember I told you last time when we parted that when we meet again, I don't want you to call me Territory Lord anymore."

"What I hate most is when people forget what they promised me."

Daishan was stunned after hearing this. She had thought that after so much time had passed, Xingrong would have long forgotten this little incident. After all, in her opinion, it was just an insignificant episode in life.

However, Xing Rong's words made her realize that she had always remembered it and cared so much about it.

Daishan: "I haven't forgotten, it's just... I thought you had forgotten, Xiaorong."

Xing Rong felt a little helpless. She gently patted the seat next to her and motioned Daishan to sit next to her.

Daishan hesitated for a moment, but finally walked over slowly and sat down beside her.

"Although I'm old, I don't have Alzheimer's disease." Xing Rong said jokingly, trying to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere.

Daishan tried hard to move his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't open his mouth.

However, she was still keenly aware of Xing Rong's changes.

She noticed that Xing's face had changed slightly, no longer looking so sullen as before. Furthermore, there seemed to be a hint of playfulness about her, a subtle touch that was palpable, though not very noticeable.

Perhaps, this is the change that came after she was with the Lord of the Realm.