[1] Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Chapter 27.5 Willing To Die For Madam

Duan Ming’s head drooped a little lower, hesitating, and did not know whether to get out of the way or not.

One man and one beast confronted each other for a moment, and finally Duan Ming was thoroughly terrified.

It lowered its body, bent its four legs and moved to the side.

Although its body is very honest, it still carries the last spirit of a beast and assumes a posture that it is ready to pounce on You Wuming at any time to prevent him from doing stupid things.

You Wuming blinked innocently and sat down beside Sang Yuanyuan. He pulled her up and put half of her body to lean inside his embrace.

After Duan Ming observed for a moment, it dilly-dallied to his back and acted as a pillow for him.

It knows its own master——with this appearance, it means he won’t kill the person for the time being.

“What is Little Mulberry made of anyway?” You Wuming very aggrievedly tilted Sang Yuanyuan’s head and stared at the faint bruises on her neck, “I only lightly touched it.”

Duan Ming straightly rolled its eyes.

“Oh!” His eyes brightened, “It’s the old wound caused by Jiang Jinpeng! Where is Jiang Jinpeng? I’ll kill him. “

Duan Ming ：“……”

You Wuming nodded: “Right. Put him there, staying together with ‘that’. Let him ‘enjoy’ for a while.”

His voice was gloomy.

He narrowed his eyes.

Sighing, he said : “Say, I almost died, but why did the You Shadow Guards not rebel? What do they want by following me? If they rebelled, I will just have to kill them all, so as not to wait for one to die today and another one tomorrow.”

He turned his hand around and stretched it out to touch Duan Ming’s head: “Why didn’t you also die last time? If you are dead, all troubles end. If you are not dead, I will still have to worry about when you are going to die.”

Duan Ming ：“……”

It feels that its owner is actually a very, very insecure guy, but he himself will definitely not admit this.

One man and one beast stared at each other in dismay.

After a while, You Wuming lowered his head very slowly.

He only saw that on his hand that was holding Sang Yuanyuan’s waist, a drop of translucent water had fallen onto it.

The woman in his embrace trembled gently and let out a soft whimper, just like a kitten’s.

She whispered in a low voice : “Shuang’er……Shuang’er…… “

The expression in You Wuming’s eyes suddenly becomes sharp.

Duan Ming very punctually put its own head under You Wuming’s devil claws.

He mercilessly grabbed two fists of its soft white hair and said with a light smile: “What are you panicking about? It doesn’t even look like a man’s name.”

Duan Ming wants to give him a look of disdain, but unfortunately it did not dare.

“Ah!” Sang Yuanyuan cried out in alarm, opened her eyes, and her chest heaved violently.

She looked around in a daze. After a long time, she began to slowly regain her consciousness.

She had an extremely real dream, which made her unclear about what was going on for a while.

Shaking, she raised her hand and looked at the fingernail of her left ring finger.

“Little Mulberry,” a faint voice came from behind hef, “How old are you, to still have nightmares?”

Sang Yuanyuan slowly turned her head and blankly looked at him. After staring for a while, another bright teardrop rolled out of her eyes.

You Wuming’s expression was a bit cracked: “……I am here, what are you afraid of. What is there to fear about dreams?”

She gently grabbed his lapel, took a moment to relax and her expression finally calmed down.