The Prince Started Bleeding Instantly

Wen Zhaoyan carefully read through everything Mo Li had sent him.

The songs, the videos—he watched them all attentively, without even using fast-forward.

After finishing, he still didn’t understand what Mo Li meant.

Seeing that Mo Li hadn’t replied, Wen Zhaoyan sent another message.

[Wen Zhaoyan: What are these for?]

This time, Mo Li replied quickly.

[Mo: We need to protect children, care for minors, and not expose little ones to the dangerous adult world too early.]

[Wen Zhaoyan: Of course.]
[Wen Zhaoyan: I have the Empire’s laws fully memorized.]

Seeing Wen Zhaoyan say he had memorized all of the Empire’s laws, Mo Bai quietly looked up the Empire’s legal code. It was as thick as three dictionaries!

Wen Zhaoyan had such a good memory?

But then again, he had strong mental energy. The higher one’s mental energy, the better their memory.

[Mo: Mm, we should also guide minors toward healthy relationship values and build equal, healthy relationships built on a shared worldview.]

Wen Zhaoyan finally understood what Mo Li was trying to say.

His temple twitched slightly, and he replied:

[Wen Zhaoyan: I’m not a minor. I know what healthy relationship values are.]

[Mo: What if the person you like is a minor child?]

[Wen Zhaoyan: …]
[Wen Zhaoyan: You said ‘minor child.’]
[Wen Zhaoyan: Child… Do I look like a pervert?]

As the Crown Prince, even when he was exiled to the sanatorium planet, he hadn’t been this speechless.

Being disliked by the Emperor didn’t bother him much.

But seeing what Mo Li had just said, he truly…

Wen Zhaoyan recalled Mo Li’s appearance. The young man looked genuinely young. Some might even believe he was a minor.

But surely not a child?

There was a big difference between a minor child and a minor.

Wen Zhaoyan himself detested pedophilia.

He liked Mo Li.

And he was very certain he liked Mo Li. Mo Li couldn’t possibly be a child.

He didn’t understand whether Mo Li was testing him or something else.

But Wen Zhaoyan didn’t know that on the other end of the terminal, Mo Bai was staring thoughtfully at his message.

‘Brother, remember what you said today. I hope you mean it!’

Mo Bai replied lightly: [So you wouldn’t fall for someone much younger than you?]

[Wen Zhaoyan: How much younger is ‘much younger’?]

[Mo: Let me think.]
[Mo: Hmm, about the little brat’s age?]

[Wen Zhaoyan: Little Mo Bai’s age?]

[Mo: Yes.]

[Wen Zhaoyan: …]

Wen Zhaoyan took a deep breath.

Even though this was his beloved person, he still wanted to tell Mo Li to stop talking nonsense.

[Wen Zhaoyan: Don’t joke.]
[Wen Zhaoyan: I said I don’t have that kind of preference.]
[Wen Zhaoyan: I see the little brat as a son.]

This was true. When he thought the little brat was Mo Li’s nephew, he had already prepared to treat him like a son.

Now that he knew Mo Li wasn’t actually the little brat’s uncle, the little brat was still so adorable that anyone would want to spoil him. Continuing to treat him like a son was fine.

[Mo: Remember what you said today.]
[Mo: Oh, I didn’t mean anything else. Just reminding you to follow the law.]

[Wen Zhaoyan: I will.]

Their conversation ended there. They said goodnight and stopped messaging.

Whether they actually slept after that was something only they would know.

But for Wen Zhaoyan, this night was a good start.

At least it seemed Mo Li was ignoring him again.

The low-pressure atmosphere over the estate lifted. The Crown Prince’s mood had visibly improved.

No one was happier about this than the butler and the patrolling soldiers and guards. Especially the old butler—as soon as he saw Wen Zhaoyan was in a better mood, he immediately reported the good news to the old Marshal.

After hearing this, the old Marshal directly concluded, “He must have made up with Mo Li.”

The butler quickly said, “That’s what I thought.”

The old Marshal smiled. “Don’t worry next time. Young people have their own ideas.”

Even so, after hanging up, the old Marshal couldn’t resist calling Wen Zhaoyan again.

The old Marshal asked, “Made up with Mo Li?”

Wen Zhaoyan replied, “…Mm.”

Wen Zhaoyan noticed that his grandfather had been contacting him more frequently lately. Back when he had told him about his mental energy rage disorder, the old Marshal hadn’t been this concerned.

Now he was gossiping every few days. Wen Zhaoyan felt a bit helpless.

The old Marshal asked, “How did you resolve it? Tell Grandpa.”

Wen Zhaoyan was silent for a moment, then simply said, “Probably not to scare him.”

He had thought about it all night.

Was Mo Li testing him?

If so, why did he keep emphasizing ‘minor child’?

But regardless, Wen Zhaoyan didn’t want to return to the state where Mo Li was out of contact, with no way to find him and no messages back.

Matters of the heart couldn’t be rushed.

He would slowly, bit by bit, enter the other person’s life, let him grow accustomed to him, and come to understand that his feelings were sincere.

And Wen Zhaoyan had always been very patient.

The old Marshal’s gossipy heart was satisfied. Knowing Wen Zhaoyan had patched things up with his special someone, he was in a good mood. After advising Wen Zhaoyan not to be too reserved, he let the young people solve their own problems.

Returning to his study, the old Marshal was about to read his favorite ancient Earth history books when he passed by the incense burner on the floor and paused.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the dream from a few nights ago.

Knowing ancient Earth culture and being deeply fascinated by its customs, the old Marshal now found the dream strange. ‘How could such a coincidence happen?’

No wonder Old Li was always going on about how effective it was. Even the old Marshal felt his wish had come true remarkably quickly.

Whether by coincidence or genuine magic, it was good news for the old Marshal.

Remembering the ancient Earth tradition of ‘returning a vow,’ the old Marshal relit three incense sticks, bowed, and offered his thanks.

Receiving this thanks, Mo Bai was not happy.

Because under the law of ‘when the Wish-Granting God actually works, even the god himself can’t escape,’ he had unexpectedly run into Wen Zhaoyan again.

This time, it was because of Xixi.

Xixi had stayed at the Mo family villa for three days before Kai took him back.

But a few days later, Kai, with a headache, approached Wen Zhaoyan.

The reason was that Xixi was due for his monthly shot at the Mermaid Association. If mermaids didn’t get their shots to metabolize the radiation from their bodies, they would start to weaken.

Kai paid close attention to this. He kept clear track of the monthly shot schedule. The day it was due, he prepared to take Xixi to the Mermaid Association for his shot.

However, Xixi, who had always been obedient, now refused to go.

When asked why, he said that the little brat from the Mo family had told him to come to him first before going to the Mermaid Association for his shot.

Kai didn’t know what spell the little brat had cast on Xixi, but no matter what he said, Xixi wouldn’t go to the Mermaid Association. He insisted on going to the Mo family instead.

Finding this both absurd and vexing, Kai said to Wen Zhaoyan, “Your Highness, you know how dangerous it is for mermaids to miss their exclusion shots. If something happens to Xixi, what then? I remember Xixi has always listened to Mo Li. Now, only you can contact Mo Li. Could you ask Mo Li to talk to Xixi and get him to go back to the Association for his shot?”

Kai hadn’t forgotten that Xixi was Mo Li’s crazy fan, worshipping him like a mermaid king. If even he, Xixi’s owner, couldn’t convince him, he really did need Mo Li’s help.

He had also considered asking Mr. and Mrs. Mo to bring Mo Bai to help persuade him, but if he explained the whole situation, they might think he was blaming the little brat. After all, the little brat had told Xixi not to get the shot.

Wen Zhaoyan said, “Wait. I’ll ask Mo Li what’s going on.”

Wen Zhaoyan didn’t have Mo Li’s contact number, so he sent him a message on StarBlog, asking about Xixi’s shot.

Mo Li replied quickly.

[Mo: I did say that.]
[Mo: You can have him bring Xixi over.]
[Mo: I promise nothing will happen to Xixi.]

To make clear he didn’t intend to harm Xixi, Mo Bai added: [Little Blue and Little Green have never had exclusion shots either.]

[Wen Zhaoyan: Bring him over? Where?]

Mo Li hesitated. If he said the Mo family villa, he would have to use his Mo Bai identity, but then how could he examine Xixi?

So Mo Li said: [To your place. I’ll be there too.]

Anticipating seeing Mo Li again, Wen Zhaoyan was in a good mood. He told Kai to bring Xixi over.

Kai had originally wanted Mo Li to persuade Xixi to get the shot. Instead, the Crown Prince had been persuaded by Mo Li. He had no choice but to bring Xixi over, though he was still prepared to rush Xixi to the Mermaid Association as soon as he started showing weakness. He hoped it wouldn’t be too late.

The Mermaid Association had said that if the exclusion shot was delayed and the radiation damaged a mermaid’s body, the damage would be irreversible.

Mo Bai told Mrs. Mo he was going to take a nap, went to his room, and let his spirit slip out.

Floating back to Wen Zhaoyan’s estate, Mo Bai felt like he hadn’t been there in a long time.

But it had only been a dozen days or so…

He had been to the pool just yesterday.

Wen Zhaoyan was already waiting. Knowing others couldn’t see Mo Li and not wanting his own actions to look strange, he had sent the butler and everyone else away.

Seeing the familiar ancient-robed boy, Wen Zhaoyan said, “Kai is on his way.”

Still feeling a bit guilty in front of Wen Zhaoyan, Mo Bai muttered ambiguously, “Mm… we’ll wait.”

Perhaps sensing the boy’s discomfort, Wen Zhaoyan didn’t let things become more awkward. Instead, he asked, “Neither Little Blue nor Little Green has ever had an exclusion shot?”

Mo Bai shook his head. “Never.”

Wen Zhaoyan said, “Defective mermaids have weaker resistance. Without exclusion shots, they wouldn’t last more than a few days.”

Mo Bai didn’t hide anything. After all, he had even treated Wen Zhaoyan himself. “It should have something to do with me. But now they don’t need those exclusion shots anymore. So I want to see what happens to Xixi without the shot—whether it’s the same as Little Blue and Little Green, and he won’t need them in the future.”

Wen Zhaoyan grunted in acknowledgment.

He had always known Mo Li was special, with unique abilities, carrying a veil of mystery.

He could almost imagine what would happen if the Mermaid Association learned that Mo Li not only had powerful soothing abilities but could also heal defective mermaids and allow them to live anywhere in the interstellar without exclusion shots. They would tear the place apart and never stop hunting for him.

But Mo Li wasn’t even a mermaid.

Thinking this, Wen Zhaoyan felt deeply that Mo Li’s situation was very delicate.

He was glad the young man had such strong means of self-preservation, hidden from everyone.

And besides, only Wen Zhaoyan could see him…

That feeling was also quite nice.

Kai soon arrived with Xixi.

Worried, he had driven the hover vehicle directly into the estate, receiving several tickets and nearly being intercepted.

Xixi didn’t look weak yet. Thinking he was going to the Mo family villa, his eyes were bright.

But when he arrived at the estate and saw only Wen Zhaoyan, not Mr. Mo Li, he refused to get out.

“I, I want to see the little brat…” Xixi timidly stated his request. He glanced fearfully at Wen Zhaoyan, clearly unwilling to get too close.

Kai patted Xixi’s head, not knowing what to say. “The little brat can’t give you a shot. Xixi, be honest with me—are you afraid of needles?”

Xixi pressed his little lips together, his expression very firm. He wanted to see the little brat.

With no other choice, Kai looked to Wen Zhaoyan for help.

Wen Zhaoyan realized that neither Kai nor Xixi could see Mo Li, who was now standing right in front of Xixi.

Mo Li said to Wen Zhaoyan, “Tell Xixi I’m waiting for him inside.”

Wen Zhaoyan relayed the message.

Xixi’s eyes lit up slightly. “Is Mr. Mo… really inside?”

Wen Zhaoyan nodded. “Yes.”

Only then did Xixi cautiously peek out like a little turtle. Seeing that Wen Zhaoyan wasn’t getting close, he wasn’t as scared. He scurried into the living room.

Once inside, Xixi didn’t see Mo Li. He thought Wen Zhaoyan had lied to him.

He drooped his head and was about to leave when a voice sounded in his mind: “Silly, I’m right here.”

Xixi’s eyes lit up. That was Mr. Mo Li’s voice!

He looked up, searching around, but still couldn’t see where Mo Li was.

Xixi’s head lifted. “Mr. Mo? Where, where are you?”

Mo Bai was standing right in front of Xixi.

Although he had taught Xixi to cultivate his abilities, the little mermaid, though clever, hadn’t yet reached the level of opening his own third eye.

Mo Bai reached out, touched Xixi’s brow, and opened his sight for him.

Xixi’s vision shifted, and Mr. Mo appeared before him.

Just like online. Long hair, beautiful clothes. Xixi recognized him immediately.

His eyes widened. “Mr. Mo!”

Mo Bai asked, “Do you feel unwell anywhere?”

Xixi sat obediently. “Just, my body feels soft. Mm… no strength.”

As Kai and Wen Zhaoyan entered, they saw the little mermaid talking to thin air, as if to himself or to someone invisible.

Kai was startled. If he didn’t know mermaids didn’t get mental energy rage disorders, he would have thought Xixi was hallucinating. But precisely because of that, Xixi’s strange behavior sent a chill down his spine.

Seeing this, Wen Zhaoyan said calmly, “He’s talking to Mo Li.”

If Wen Zhaoyan hadn’t explained, Kai might have been less disturbed. But this explanation made it even more unsettling.

He was sure his eyesight was fine. So where was Mo Li?

Not wanting the trouble, and knowing that Xixi, as his disciple, would inevitably interact with Kai, Mo Bai gave Kai a temporary third eye.

His divine power was limited; he couldn’t waste it.

Appearing suddenly in the living room, Mo Li started Kai so badly he stammered. This was his first time seeing the real Mo Li in person.

He couldn’t believe it. “Mr. Mo, you can… turn invisible?”

Mo Bai said, “See my clothes? They’re made of a special material—fully invisible. Ordinary people can’t see them.”

Kai said, “Is that the Uruk Civilization’s invention from years ago? The invisibility cloak that caused a stir—wasn’t it supposed to have failed?”

Mo Bai thought to himself, ‘If I told them this was my soul, they’d be even less likely to believe me. They might even think I was a monster.’

His parents loved him so much. If they knew he had an adult soul from another world, would they also see him as something terrifying?

He didn’t want to see disappointment in their eyes.

He wanted to collect faith, become a high priest, find the other gods, let his parents enjoy a good life, and see this karma through peacefully.

So Mo Bai continued lying. “Of course they said it failed. How could they let you know about such an important invention?”

He looked knowing. “You understand, right?”

Kai’s expression grew serious.

No wonder the Crown Prince had said people from the Uruk Civilization had infiltrated without anyone knowing.

If they all had such invisibility cloaks, it was truly terrifying!

Kai immediately reported this to the military, stressing the existence of the invisibility cloak.

The higher-ups took it very seriously, but the Empire couldn’t yet replicate the cloak’s principles or develop countermeasures. They passed the information to the Giant Tree Civilization and the Federation.

Surely, with three civilizations working together, they could find a way to counter it.

Suddenly, every interstellar port added human thermal detectors, biological gene detectors, and more, all for fear of invisible intruders.

Whether these detectors could actually detect anything, they didn’t know.

Apparently, the news eventually reached the Uruk Civilization.

In a Uruk Civilization laboratory, a research director was furious. “Impossible! How did they find out our experiment succeeded? There’s a mole! There must be a mole in our lab!”

But that was no longer Mo Bai’s concern.

He was currently examining Xixi.

His divine power slowly entered Xixi’s body. Xixi’s body temperature was low. His blood was also subtly abnormal, somewhat darker.

Mo Bai also found a special energy slowly fading from Xixi’s body.

This energy felt uncomfortable to him. It was spread throughout Xixi’s body. As it faded, the darker blood gradually returned to a healthy red.

Mo Bai frowned. Was this radiation?

If so, it was already fading. Why did Xixi need an exclusion shot?

If not radiation, what was it?

As it faded, Xixi’s body was getting better. Whatever it was, keeping it would only be harmful.

Mo Bai looked at Xixi again. Xixi was weaker than when he arrived.

Mo Bai asked, “Does it hurt much?”

Xixi nodded obediently. “Mm… no strength.”

His arms and legs felt increasingly soft.

Kai was worried. “By now, the exclusion shot should have been given. Mr. Mo, what exactly are you studying?”

Before Mo Bai could answer, Kai’s communication device rang.

Looking down, it was the Mermaid Association.

Kai quickly explained, “The Mermaid Association keeps track of when each mermaid needs a shot. They probably think I forgot, so they’re calling to remind me.”

Most adopters did remember, but those who forgot would be reminded.

The two defective little mermaids the Third Prince had adopted to annoy Wen Zhaoyan—the Association knew they wouldn’t live long. Having recently fallen out with the Mo family, they wouldn’t call to remind them. In their view, even if Mo Xiangtian was now the richest man, he still needed mermaids.

As long as Mo Xiangtian needed mermaids, he would have to come begging to the Mermaid Association.

They didn’t know that not only were the two defective little mermaids not dead, they were healthier than ever.

Mo Bai said, “Answer it. Say Xixi can’t walk, and tell them to bring the shot here.”

Kai looked at Wen Zhaoyan.

Wen Zhaoyan nodded. “Do as Mo Li says.”

Kai had no choice but to comply, adding as he answered, “The Mermaid Association probably won’t agree…”

Sure enough, Kai relayed Mo Bai’s words, and the Mermaid Association refused.

“Admiral Kai, this isn’t protocol.”

Kai deliberately put on a dark expression, using Wen Zhaoyan as a shield. “The Crown Prince’s mental energy rage has worsened. The situation is critical. If I could leave, would I need to call you? Are you suggesting I send Xixi with someone else? Will you guarantee his safety? Let me tell you, I don’t trust anyone not to try to steal Xixi. I need him under my watch. Do you want to guarantee that?”

The Mermaid Association was speechless. Finally, they gave in. “Please wait a moment, Admiral Kai.”

After hanging up, Kai sighed. “The palace will probably hear soon that Your Highness’s condition has worsened.”

Wen Zhaoyan said flatly, “Good. That saves me the trouble of hiding it.”

The sanatorium planet had a Mermaid Association branch. A hover vehicle arrived within fifteen minutes. The branch had recently gotten a new president—the previous one had been charged with multiple felonies, removed from office, and sent back to the capital planet for trial.

With the new president came new staff. Kai and the others didn’t recognize the person who arrived.

Wen Zhaoyan had gone inside, since his ‘worsened’ condition made it inconvenient for him to appear.

No one could see Mo Li. He just told Kai and the others not to reveal his presence.

He sat beside Xixi, watching the Association staff give him his shot.

A small syringe filled with dark red liquid, not much. As it was slowly pushed into Xixi’s body, Xixi’s limp body immediately regained strength.

The staff member said as they gave the shot, “Admiral Kai, even though the Crown Prince’s condition suddenly flared up, Xixi is in his weakened period today and shouldn’t use his soothing ability. Please be more careful next time.”

Kai deliberately kept a stern expression. “If your Association could find a mermaid to soothe the Crown Prince, I wouldn’t have to rely on Xixi.”

The staff member awkwardly fell silent, finished the shot, and said their goodbyes.

After they left, Kai looked at the revitalized Xixi. “How do you feel? Still weak?”

Xixi shook his head, full of energy. “No! Lots of strength!”

Mo Bai’s expression was grim.

Because he discovered that the dark red liquid injected into Xixi had, upon entering his body, turned into that uncomfortable energy.

That meant the special energy that had been slowly fading was the exclusion shot from the Mermaid Association.

Did the exclusion shot really remove radiation?

Why hadn’t he seen any radiation in Xixi’s body, only the shot?

And without the shot, Xixi’s blood became healthier, yet he grew weaker.

This created the feeling that without the shot, he would suffer.

But with the shot, his body was filled with that special energy. What would happen over time?

When Wen Zhaoyan came out and saw Mo Bai’s expression, he asked, “What’s wrong?”

Mo Bai didn’t know if they would believe what he told them.

If he told them the Mermaid Association seemed suspicious—might even want to harm Xixi?

But the Mermaid Association’s existence depended on mermaids. If they wanted to harm them, how would they survive?

So the Mermaid Association was the least likely to hurt mermaids.

Hesitating, Mo Bai beckoned Wen Zhaoyan to a corner and quietly explained.

Worried Xixi might overhear and get scared, Mo Bai lowered his voice further, his lips almost touching Wen Zhaoyan’s ear.

“…So I can’t be sure what the Mermaid Association’s purpose is. What do you think?”

What did Wen Zhaoyan think?

Wen Zhaoyan’s senses had shut down. His body was stiff.

Mo Li was too close. With his strong mental energy, his perception was especially keen.

Mo Li’s voice, practically in his ear, seemed to have a strange power, imprinting itself on his memory.

He wanted to cherish it forever.

After speaking, Mo Bai waited. Not getting an answer, he asked, “What’s wrong? Why are your ears so red?”

Wen Zhaoyan moved back slightly, expressionless. “A bit warm.”

After a pause, he asked, “What did you say?”

Mo Bai gave him a suspicious look but repeated himself.

Wen Zhaoyan said calmly, “I think you’re right.”

Not knowing the Mermaid Association’s true purpose, telling Xixi outright wasn’t wise. Xixi was too naive to hide his thoughts. If the Association really had ill intentions, it would alert them.

Wen Zhaoyan asked, “Can you remove that special energy?”

Mo Bai said, “Yes. Same as you—soak in the pool every day, and it will slowly fade.”

Wen Zhaoyan asked, “Should I continue soaking?”

Mo Bai gave him a strange look. Wen Zhaoyan’s mental energy rage was almost healed. Soaking or not didn’t matter. But a little more wouldn’t hurt. So he said, “If you want.”

That night, Xixi stayed at the Mo family villa again.

Kai now knew the whole story. He planned to investigate the strange things Mo Bai had mentioned. Leaving Xixi at the Mo family villa seemed safest, since Mo Li was there.

However, when Mo Bai told Xixi to soak in the wishing well with Wen Zhaoyan, Xixi was too scared.

Xixi whispered, “He, he’s like the monster uncle… very fierce…”

Mo Bai comforted him. “Don’t be scared. He won’t hurt you.”

Xixi said pitifully, “Won’t you, won’t you come with me?”

His disciple, spoiled!

Mo Bai had no choice but to go with Xixi to the pool.

With Mo Bai there, Xixi indeed relaxed. He brought out his fish tail and swam around.

Mo Bai leaned against the edge of the pool. His waterfall-like black hair floated on the water.

After swimming for a while, Xixi noticed Mo Bai hadn’t taken off his clothes. He tilted his head. “Mr. Mo, why won’t you take off your clothes? They’ll get wet.”

Mo Bai said, “It’s fine.”

He was a soul body. Away from this pool, he was a visible but intangible spirit.

Only Wen Zhaoyan, with his strong mental energy, might be able to touch his spirit. Ordinary people would only touch air.

But since this was his wishing well, he could feel the water temperature here, like a human.

“You’ll catch a cold,” Xixi said reproachfully, feeling Mr. Mo didn’t take care of himself.

Helpless, Mo Bai gave in. “Fine, fine, I’ll take them off.”

Now he understood the feelings of pet owners on Earth.

Whatever his cute little one wanted, he would go along with it.

Mo Bai rose from the water, shed his long robe and undergarments, leaving only his undershorts.

Just as he was about to get back in, he saw Wen Zhaoyan approaching from the corner of his eye.

Wen Zhaoyan, like always, had changed into his swimwear.

He hadn’t soaked with Mo Li at night in a long time.

Having this chance again lifted his mood. His usually expressionless face softened considerably.

But when he reached the edge of the pool, Wen Zhaoyan froze as if struck by lightning.

In the pool, the young man’s slender, pale body seemed to glow in the moonlight, dazzlingly delicate.

His long black hair fell to his waist. His waist was so thin it seemed it could be broken with a gentle squeeze. Water droplets slid down, evoking unbidden fantasies.

Over the past two months, though Wen Zhaoyan had soaked in the pool’s ‘energy liquid’ with Mo Li, Mo Li had always been dressed.

Now, seeing him like this, like an elf descending into darkness, Wen Zhaoyan nearly lost himself.

His voice was dry, his throat parched. “Your clothes…”

Mo Bai was puzzled. “Xixi said I’d catch a cold, so I took them off. What’s wrong?”

They were both men. It wasn’t like they’d never seen another man before. Was it necessary to be so surprised?

Wen Zhaoyan said, “Nothing.”

He moved stiffly forward. After two steps, his nose tickled.

Reaching up, he touched his nose. He looked at his hand. It was covered in blood.

Wen Zhaoyan froze.

Mo Bai noticed. “Why is your nose bleeding?”

Wen Zhaoyan instinctively looked up at Mo Bai. This glance inadvertently caught his delicate collarbones and the alluring lines of his waist.

Now that he was certain of his feelings, seeing this was an immense shock.

He quickly looked away, forcing his gaze upward, no longer looking at Mo Li. “Maybe too much heat.”

Mo Bai, seeing him tilt his head up, said, “Hey, why are you tilting your head back?”

Wen Zhaoyan’s mind was full of the image of the young man. Now, a bit flustered, he heard Mo Bai say that and panicked. ‘Where is he tilting his head back? He’s just looking elsewhere, afraid to look at him.’

Wait.

Did he mean…

Wen Zhaoyan quickly looked down. Seeing no physical reaction, he sighed with relief.

Then he looked up and met Mo Li’s complicated gaze.

Mo Bai said, “…I meant, when your nose bleeds, don’t tilt your head back. What were you looking down at?!”

Wen Zhaoyan said, “…………”

Mo Bai said, “…………”