Edited by Aelryinth

There was no need to ask, Are you ready?

The fact that Mu Ningxue did not avoid Mo Fan's gaze was a clear sign to Mo Fan. As a matter of fact, Mo Fan still felt like everything was just a dream. He assumed he still had a long way to go with Mu Ningxue. Knowing her temper, it was unlikely that she would give her everything to him so easily. He might have earned a little of her affection, but it was nowhere enough for him to 'gallop' on her body...

But it was actually happening, she was not as resistant, nor was she as cold as he had expected. She was a living human, she had her feelings, she would feel embarrassed, allured, and he could even feel a slight anticipation from her.

Perhaps Mu Ningxue was just being herself. Once she had made up her mind, there was no need for her to conceal her feelings any further. From the moment she started caring for him, worrying about his well-being, her agreeing to swim with him, and how she had taken the initiative to kiss him, she had prepared to accept everything.

The goddess lived alone in the snowy-white palace on the mountain. Her admirers could only clench their teeth and climb the mountain with low self-esteem. The journey to winning her affection was tough, not to mention the number of competitors...

However, not many had managed to reach the middle of the mountain, and those that did would only realize how far away the top of the mountain was. They eventually gave up helplessly!

The truth was, if anyone insisted on climbing and became the closest person to her on the entire mountain, it would eventually grab her attention. She would focus more on you. It did not matter if the top of the mountain was still far away, she would go down the mountain to approach you.

Mo Fan indeed assumed he still had a long way to go with Mu Ningxue, but he had forgotten an important thing: he kept approaching Mu Ningxue with great perseverance, and she was not a real ice statue. She could still be touched, she would still open her heart and walk closer to him. When the two were walking toward one another, it was easier for their relationship to come to fruition!

Mo Fan hugged Mu Ningxue tightly. Her icy skin was smooth like jade. Mo Fan increased the pace of his kisses, pouring out all his love for her...

"If it's only a dream, I will find myself still climbing toward your palace once I wake up. It's...it's too good to be true," Mo Fan whispered into Mu Ningxue's ear.

Mo Fan was just a laity, he had dreamed of this erotic scene countless times. When he woke up the following day, he would find himself alone in the bed. He might wear a wry smile in disappointment, but that also served as motivation!

If the dream was already so wonderful, the reality must be more fascinating!

"Are you looking forward to it?" Mu Ningxue asked.

"It's good to be looking forward to something," Mu Ningxue murmured.

Mo Fan did not get what she meant. He stared at Mu Ningxue, who was leaning her head against his shoulder.

Mu Ningxue bit her lips slightly before saying gently, "Many times I found myself not having any anticipation toward life. Today, tomorrow, my future; I never had any imagination about how it would look like. I'm like a colorless spirit occupying an icy shell. I will close my eyes and fall asleep without feeling any sense of fulfillment. When I wake up, I continue to follow the will of others. I've only persevered because I didn't want to let anyone down..."

Mo Fan listened carefully. It was rare for him to hear the voice deep inside Mu Ningxue's heart!

Having no hope was worse than being overwhelmed by grief. Grief only occurred when one had lost something, or failed to achieve something they were looking forward to. But without hope, one could not even grieve. The calm of still water, the silence of the dead; even when they were at the brink of losing themselves, they would have no expression on their face, and no luster in their eyes...

"But now, I have Fanxue Mountain. I look forward to the following dawn before I fall asleep. I can't wait to see how it's going to look like after a month, a year, or even ten years!" Mu Ningxue went on.

Mo Fan did not interrupt her. He was purely a listener during the pillow talk. That being said, his hands never stopped fondling the woman's tender skin and long silver hair...

"It's you who helped me build the Fanxue Mountain. If I am to live the rest of my life with you, I believe I will have all kinds of anticipation for the future," Mu Ningxue whispered.

Mo Fan seriously had the feeling that Mu Ningxue was the one taking care of him instead. She was the one uttering the romantic words that were making his heart melt. Mo Fan seriously felt like he was becoming jelly hearing her confession. He almost had an urge to jump into Mu Ningxue's arms and indulge in the bliss!

Mo Fan could not help it. He was a man. He was extremely touched after hearing Mu Ningxue's confession. He tried his best to come up with suitable words to say at such a romantic moment.

Unfortunately, Mo Fan was not a poet. He was a vulgar man!

"Xuexue, I will stay hard until daybreak, I will not bend until my death!"

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Mo Fan was woken up by a strong fragrance around noon. He opened his eyes and immediately looked to his side, realizing something.

She was still here! Mu Ningxue was still here!

She had put on her clothes, but she was still here!

It was no longer just the residue of a wet dream. He could remember every single detail of the event last night. It did not fade away like a dream!

"Shouldn't we cuddle a little?" Mo Fan pulled Mu Ningxue into his arms.

"I believe there's something urgent going on. You better come too!" Mu Ningxue dodged his arms nimbly.

"It's important?" Mo Fan said.

"Mm, I'm going back to change first. We'll meet at the Fountain Meeting Hall!" Mu Ningxue quickly left.

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Mo Fan left the bed and put on his clothes.

He was not too concerned about the urgent matter that Mu Ningxue mentioned. Was there anything more pleasing than waking up from the bed he and Mu Ningxue had so much fun in the night before? He looked into the mirror and was dazzled by his handsomeness!

Mo Fan hummed pleasantly on his way to the meeting hall. He was still recalling their postures last night. He happened to see Mu Zhuoyun coming from the opposite direction when he reached the corridor.

Mu Zhuoyun saw Mo Fan, too. He harrumphed coldly, as if he had no intention to greet Mo Fan.

Mo Fan lifted his head proudly.

HAHAHA, Old Mu, I've finally gotten my hands on your daughter!

Say, why do you even bother separating us in the first place!?

Mu Zhuoyun obviously had no idea that Mu Ningxue had spent the night in Mo Fan's room. He headed straight to the meeting hall. Mo Fan followed him at a steady pace. He was displaying pride and joy as he casually strode along the corridor...