Chapter 121 - 125: Hell-Class Shura Field Eruption
"She's not here. Her Majesty went to the study to handle official matters," Chen Mo said. "Besides, I asked Demon Mirage to keep watch around the area."
"Phew, that's good." Die let out a sigh of relief and added, "If Sister were to find out, she would definitely fly into a rage."
Fly into a rage?
That would be putting it mildly.
It would be downright terrifying.
There was even a chance they might end up meeting Brother Cheng face to face... which would be a disaster.
"I don't have anything else to do anyway. Let me keep you company for a bit. Otherwise, wouldn't it be lonely here all by yourself?" Chen Mo offered casually.
"Really just talking?" Die gave him a side glance as she felt Chen Mo grab her hand, slowly sliding upward.
"You sew clothes for me every day; your hands must be so sore. Let me massage them for you."
As he spoke, Chen Mo gently kneaded the soft flesh under her arm.
Soft. Smooth.