Chapter 133: How Embarrassing—They’re Playing Kissy-Face

She felt a sense of satisfaction, yet followed it with a sigh of disappointment.

How could he be so devastatingly handsome? Still, having such a beautiful man as her friend gave Baili Tianchang a sense of contentment.

But really, how could he be so—so incredibly handsome?

For a man of such beauty to be seen with her, a "useless" and ugly woman, would certainly draw the eyes of the world. A feeling of melancholy began to well up within her heart.

She had to grow stronger. She must become powerful as quickly as possible. Only then would she be worthy of being friends with someone as outstanding and handsome as Nalan Djiu.

Baili Tianchang ceased her ministrations, returned to her seat, and began to drift into a state of pensive distraction.

Nearby, the little phoenix had been watching in a daze. It rested its tiny head on the table inside the carriage, staring vacantly as Baili Tianchang had been touching Nalan Djiu’s face. Deep down, it felt as though these two shared a profound connection to its own existence. Yet, its mind seemed filled with nothing but mush; in its clouded consciousness, it truly could not recall what kind of bond it shared with them.

Forget it. If it couldn't remember, it wouldn't bother. Thinking about such things was truly exhausting.

As it sought comfort in this thought, the little phoenix drifted into a deep, hazy slumber. This left only a wide-awake, contemplative Baili Tianchang and Nalan Djiu, who remained frozen like a statue.

After a long while, Nalan Djiu finally regained his composure. On his cheek, where his little fairy had touched him, he could still faintly feel the lingering coolness of her fingertips. Had his self-control not been exceptionally strong, he would surely have been suffering from a relentless nosebleed.

He was fortunate to have met his little fairy in this lifetime; otherwise, he might never have understood the profound intensity of being drawn to a woman he adored.

"Little fairy."

Nalan Djiu’s gaze fell upon Baili Tianchang with doting affection. He called out softly, extended his arms, and pulled her into his strong embrace.

"Now, is it my turn?" he whispered, his warm breath fanning against her ear.

"What?"

Lost in thoughts of how to accelerate her cultivation, Baili Tianchang was pulled into his arms so suddenly that she had yet to recover her senses. But already, Nalan Djiu’s passionate kisses descended like a torrential storm, overwhelming and pervasive.

Warm kisses fell upon her brow, her eyelids, her cheeks, and finally, her lips.

Baili Tianchang was powerless to resist. She felt her entire body go limp, as if she had become weightless, drained of all her strength.

What was happening? Why had she suddenly lost all her energy? Could this be the legendary feeling of an electric shock? Was this the fabled spark of fire meeting dry tinder?

Everything was in such chaos.

Her mind, usually so sharp and clever, was now as clouded as the little phoenix’s, filled with nothing but mush. She could not think clearly, nor could she untangle the mess of her own thoughts.

The little phoenix, seemingly startled awake by something in its dream, suddenly opened its eyes. Seeing the exceptionally handsome man tenderly kissing the woman with the black phoenix butterfly mark on her face, it became so shy that it immediately covered its eyes with its tiny claws.