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OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 931: He Only Cares About His Little Demon Pet
Zhi’er watched as her two brothers lay together, snoring loudly.
She couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
"Sixth Brother always loves to put on a brave front!"
She huffed and puffed as she helped adjust her two brothers’ positions.
Then she tucked them in properly and blew out the candle.
Zhi’er originally planned to spend the night in the room across the hall.
At that moment, Feng Fuce lifted the curtain and came in.
His calmly dark eyes glanced at the two princely heirs on the bed.
Then Feng Fuce looked at Zhi’er.
"Are you scared? If you are, stick with me tonight."
Zhi’er blinked her long lashes: "What am I afraid of? The villagers aren’t planning to attack us. I’m going to have a good night’s sleep tonight and see what kind of ghosts they’re up to in the morning!"
After speaking, she pushed Feng Fuce out.
"You should rest early too!"
Feng Fuce was pushed out into the yard.
He looked back and saw Zhi’er enter her own room.
The flickering light cast her slender and graceful silhouette on the window.
The thin window paper reflected her delicate shadow, like an enchanting painting.
Feng Fuce couldn’t help but think of the moment they huddled together in the wardrobe.
At this moment, his heart surged like a sea of fire, a fiery sensation rising sharply, tightening his throat.
It wasn’t until Zhi’er blew out the candle that Feng Fuce turned around and walked into the moonlight and night.
Little Demon Pet has grown up now, he shouldn’t think too much.
To avoid arousing the village chief’s suspicion, the Xiu Luo Envoys also lay down in the house.
Feng Fuce stayed alert, leaning against a big tree in the woods outside Zhi’er’s house.
When deep night came, the mountain birds and insects grew silent.
The students and Xiu Luo Envoys slept very soundly.
However, there was one exception.
That was Ge Qian, who hadn’t eaten anything.
She couldn’t fall asleep, driven by hunger, she walked out of the house.
"This lousy place, even drinking water is inconvenient!" Ge Qian complained angrily, holding the empty teacup.
There’s only one well in the village, down the slope.
Right next to where Village Chief Huang Buren lived.
Ge Qian felt her way down the slope in the dark.
Initially still angry, her heart gradually enveloped by a sense of fear.
It was really too dark around.
On the left was the mountain forest, on the right were lifeless, silent houses.
Her steps faltered, hesitating to move forward.
"Maybe I should just forget it, I’m not that thirsty anymore..."
The red fruit Zhi’er gave her, she hadn’t eaten out of spite, was still in her bag.
Perhaps she should just go back and eat the red fruit to quench her thirst.
Just as Ge Qian was about to turn back.
She turned around, only to find two ghostly villagers following her!
Ge Qian let out a sharp scream.
Her loud shout should have woken up Mo Yanchi and her fellow students.
However, everyone was sleeping soundly, and no one heard Ge Qian’s scream.
Resting against the tree trunk, Feng Fuce had been pretending to nap.
Upon hearing the noise, he abruptly opened his dark eyes and looked down the slope.
The two villagers exchanged a glance and pulled out grass ropes from behind.
"The village chief said they should all have been drugged and unconscious. I wasn’t sure, came to check, and indeed found an overlooked one!"
Ge Qian was terrified: "What do you want to do, you... ah!"
After a heartrending scream, the mountain returned to calm.
Feng Fuce’s expression was cold, his eyes abyssally black.
He remained motionless, as if he had no intention of intervening with Ge Qian.
She wouldn’t lose her life, but Feng Fuce thought she should suffer a bit.
Otherwise, she’d keep causing trouble repeatedly.
His gaze shifted to Zhi’er’s house.
Fortunately, his Little Demon Pet had not been disturbed and continued to sleep soundly.
Thus, Feng Fuce settled down, focusing on the bright full moon in the sky.







