Chapter 3704 — Don't Tell Anyone
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After circling the little grove once along the gravel path, Wei Zhao finally came upon Shangguan Lan'er and her pet, the little curly-furred bear, at a pavilion.
"Woo woo!" The moment the little curly-furred bear caught sight of Wei Zhao, it lunged over without a moment's hesitation. Shangguan Lan'er, its mistress, could not hold it back no matter how she tugged, and could only stand to one side stewing in silence.
Only after watching Wei Zhao and the little creature romp about for a while did Shangguan Lan'er pout and ask, "Hey, what kind of spell did you cast on Little White, to make it dote on you like this!"
She had wanted to ask this question back at the rear mountain hall last time, but Wei Zhao and Meng Zhou's contest for first place had interrupted her.
"Heh, that's a question you should be putting to this little fellow, not to me, young lady," Wei Zhao said with a faint smile.
"You think I haven't asked it? This thing only knows how to bite the hand that feeds it—pour a little sweet talk into its ears and it loses all sense of direction. All these years I've doted on it, and in the end it's fonder of an outsider like you than of me!" Shangguan Lan'er glared at the little curly-furred bear, puffing with indignation.
Since the Three-Tiered Pavilion had few female disciples, the little curly-furred bear was not merely her pet but her closest playmate from childhood on. And now, all of a sudden, here was a Wei Zhao whom the creature favored even more—it felt exactly like a third party barging in, and she could not have been more vexed.
"Woo woo woo woo!" Perched on Wei Zhao's shoulder, the little curly-furred bear called out to Shangguan Lan'er again and again.
"You're saying Wei Zhao smells nice, so that's why you like climbing all over him?" Shangguan Lan'er rolled her eyes in exasperation. "And you still claim you don't bite the hand that feeds you? He's a grown man—could his smell possibly be any nicer than your mistress's?"
"Woo woo woo woo!" The little curly-furred bear seemed to be arguing something back.
"Really?" Half-believing, Shangguan Lan'er looked Wei Zhao up and down, and just as he was beginning to feel thoroughly baffled, her eyes suddenly blinked and she leaned in to sniff him carefully, muttering under her breath, "This scent really is rather pleasant, actually—I've never noticed it before..."
Wei Zhao was struck speechless. At this moment the girl's face was less than a centimeter from his neck; the slightest movement would likely make her kiss him right there.
Were the women of Cloud Terrace Island all this uninhibited? To press so close to a strange man she had met only twice—did that truly not matter to her?
Feeling Shangguan Lan'er's breath against his neck, even Wei Zhao could not keep his heart from fluttering. He barely managed to hold his posture—but just then the little curly-furred bear on his shoulder suddenly wobbled, and Wei Zhao instinctively moved to catch it. And then the tragedy occurred.
*Mwah!*
Both of them froze at once. After a good long moment of stunned silence, Shangguan Lan'er suddenly gave a startled cry, her pretty face flushing crimson as she sprang back two zhang, and pointed at Wei Zhao, stammering, "Y-you—why did you go and move for no reason!"
Wei Zhao spread his hands with an innocent look. "I wasn't the one moving just now—it was this little thing that moved!"
"Huh?" Shangguan Lan'er then saw the little curly-furred bear pulling a face at her, and her exasperation turned to helplessness—so it was all this little wretch's mischief!
"Y-you're not allowed to breathe a word of this to anyone, or I'll have my grandfather lock you up, pull out your tendons, flay your skin, and throw you into the cauldron to be refined into pills! Understand!" After a moment's daze, Shangguan Lan'er immediately put on a different face and glared at Wei Zhao ferociously.