Stealing Your Heart

Mu Yuan’er fluttered her eyes at Zong Yanchen. “Do you not trust me? Or are you afraid that I am not able to heal your eyes?”

“Actually, I’m quite comfortable now.” Zong Yanchen chuckled.

“You can’t even see me. How is that nice?” Mu Yuan’er’s expression was stern. “I’ll definitely cure you.”

Zong Yanchen beckoned her to come over.

Mu Yuan’er put down the herbs in her hand and walked to him. She instinctively sat on his lap. There was a faint yet invigorating aroma of herbs around her.

Zong Yanchen’s hand slid along the length of her back before going up to her cheeks. He pinched her face endearingly, “I’m worried that your ugliness might terrify me.”

Mu Yuan’er rested her head at his shoulder. “Hey, didn’t you say you’re not going to abandon me even if I am ugly? Are you going against your words now?”

“No, I don’t regret anything I said.” Zong Yanchen’s voice was serious and uncompromising. “Even if you are ugly, I will still marry you.”

“I’m both ugly and broke, what do you even like about me?” Mu Yuan’er’s eyes were fixated on Zong Yanchen. She prodded the side of his face with her pointy nose.

Zong Yanchen could feel her warm breath on his face. He didn’t hate it in the least.

What do I even like about you? Maybe it’s because you have a sweet voice? Perhaps it’s because you know traditional Chinese medicine. Oh, or is it because you are a kind soul?

Zong Yanchen had no answers to the questions he had for himself. He just knew he liked being around Mu Yuan’er. Even though he had never seen her face before, her honey-like voice already made him fall for her.

It was like the breeze on a summer’s day, refreshing and calming.

Zong Yanchen hugged Mu Yuan’er tight. He could feel her dainty frames and the butterflies in his stomach.

maybe it’s because I feel

I have not felt

manage to carry me down the mountain?” Zong Yanchen found it difficult to believe that a girl as meek as a

each of her words.

Not only was she good at it, but she was even better than the male fighters who had the

that so?” Zong Yanchen laughed in

her eyebrow. “Let’s have an

Zong Yanchen pursed his lips.

Yuan’er didn’t notice it at all as she was busy thinking of what bet

winner one wish. What do you

seemed quite weak at the moment. Mu Yuan’er figured that she could

she had completely forgotten the fact that

no going back on what

reached

responded, “Hold

to get a bench and placed it between herself and Zong Yanchen. There was even a table in the middle.

I’m done.” Mu Yuan’er settled down opposite Zong

with nonchalance. “If you manage to tilt my hand even by one degree,

you dare look down on a woman.

only returned her

down, she realized that even though he seemed feeble from his injury, he still had the strength of an ox. She could

thought that she was being too reckless, but it was too late to back out now. Desperate to win, she stealthily added her other hand to her arsenal, as she realized Zong

could sense her other arm rising to the table. However, he continued the

of her hands, she