Wu Li: "?"
Chai Xiaomi curved her beautiful eyes and gave him a faint smile.
She held onto Wu Li's arm and gently swayed it a couple of times, standing on her tiptoes to rest her chin on his shoulder in a coquettish manner. A hushed whisper slipped through her teeth, so low that only the two of them could hear: "I'll explain it to you later."
Given the male lead Jiang Zhiyu's chivalrous and warm-hearted nature, if he found out that his people were being used as human medicine testers by the Voodoo Clan, he would more than likely turn hostile on the spot.
The male lead and the villain couldn't fall out in the early stages; they had to maintain a fake friendship and join the main protagonist group so the plot could progress.
On the other hand, Chai Xiaomi had her own little calculations in mind.
If she painted Wu Li as a married man, it would undoubtedly add another layer of obstruction between him and the female lead.
What Chai Xiaomi didn't know was that her secretly delighted and sly expression fell entirely into his heterochromatic eyes.
Wu Li coldly observed her expression for a moment.
He dropped his right shoulder, instantly causing Chai Xiaomi's small face to slip off.
Chai Xiaomi sheepishly rubbed her aching chin.
Wu Li expressionlessly twitched the corner of his mouth, his pale pink lips slowly mouthing two words at her.
She read his lips.
He was saying: Courting death.
Even so, Wu Li didn't pull away the arm she was hugging, nor did he expose her lie.
Thus, Chai Xiaomi grew bolder, turning to Jiang Zhiyu to explain, "Sorry about that, he's just in a bit of a bad mood right now."
"Are you two... really husband and wife?" Jiang Zhiyu was clearly skeptical.
Not only was this young man's attitude cold, but more importantly, he was from the Voodoo Clan. How could the Voodoo Clan possibly marry an outsider?
Seeing this, Chai Xiaomi switched to a cutesy, high-pitched voice, hugging the young man's arm and swaying it non-stop: "Hubby, stop being angry, okay? I promise I won't give you the cold shoulder anymore. Look at you with that cold face, you're not handsome anymore."
"I've already taken the initiative to talk to you, can't you just give Mimi a way out?"
Wu Li's expression froze: ...
In all his life, he had never seen someone so utterly shameless!
Catching a glimpse of a slight crack in the young man's mask of indifference, Chai Xiaomi doubled down: "Last night you clearly did beastly things to me, and the moment you had your fun, you immediately changed your tune. It's truly chilling..."
"Cough, cough." Blushing, Jiang Zhiyu turned his head away and coughed dryly twice.
Was this something he should be listening to?
Or rather, should he even be here?
But out of concern for the people of Lingyu State, it was still necessary for him to investigate clearly.
After all, the people of the Voodoo Clan were not kind-hearted, let alone the fact that the person before him actually fed Gu bugs with his own flesh and blood, which was bizarre and eerie.
"Hubby, you—"
Chai Xiaomi was still chattering away, showcasing her superb acting skills, when her voice suddenly got stuck.
Great, she was mute again.
Youtiao silently commented on her wild antics: [Host, the villain's neck and ears seem to have turned the color of pork liver.]
Chai Xiaomi sighed: [What an innocent puppy. But to think this innocent puppy will eventually darken into a crazy psycho who forces his love on someone? Hiss, just thinking about it is terrifying.]
Wu Li imperceptibly curled his knuckles, controlling the Gu bug in Chai Xiaomi's mouth.
A trace of panic flashed through the depths of his alluring eyes.
Fortunately, he had shut her up in time, otherwise who knows what earth-shattering words she would have spouted.
They all said that women of the Central Plains were reserved and introverted, placing great importance on their reputation, but he didn't think so.
She was simply rebellious and unorthodox, daring to say absolutely anything. He didn't know if she truly felt no shame, or if it was due to the catalysis of the Love Gu.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at Chai Xiaomi.
The latter was blinking a pair of innocent eyes, as if those shocking words just now hadn't come from her mouth at all.
Seeing the strange atmosphere, Jiang Zhiyu cleared his throat and said seriously, "If you two are truly husband and wife, could you tell me how an outsider manages to marry into the Voodoo Clan?"
He suspected that this innocent and harmless little girl had her feelings deceived.
After all, with this young man's face, he could fool anyone he tried to.
Wu Li remained silent, no emotion visible in his heterochromatic eyes.
Chai Xiaomi opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound, so she could only urgently tug at Wu Li's sleeve.
Only then did the young man speak faintly, his voice cold as a spring: "She is my person."
These few short words neither admitted nor denied their marital relationship, but they made the ownership perfectly clear.
Jiang Zhiyu frowned, deeply puzzled: "Oh? Didn't they say the Voodoo Clan cannot intermarry with outsiders?"
Wu Li didn't even lift his eyelids: "What does it have to do with you."
His voice was as cold and indifferent as ice that couldn't melt on a snowy night.
Whether it was an illusion or her sixth sense, Chai Xiaomi heard a deeply hidden trace of hatred in Wu Li's tone.
Chai Xiaomi looked at his face. Although he hid it well, through their days of being together from morning to night, she had gradually figured out Wu Li's micro-expressions, allowing her to discern some clues.
This was also thanks to the fact that she had specially studied this field in the past.
But logically speaking, the villain hadn't fallen in love with Song Yueyao yet at this point. Even if it was love at first sight just now, he shouldn't know that the person in front of him was Jiang Zhiyu, Song Yueyao's childhood sweetheart.
How could he harbor hatred?
What was originally a perfectly fine casual chat had its atmosphere instantly turned tense and volatile by Wu Li.
Chai Xiaomi desperately winked at him.
But Wu Li didn't look at her at all; he only stared coldly at Jiang Zhiyu, the Gu bugs in his sleeve stirring restlessly.
Right at that moment, Chai Xiaomi had a stroke of inspiration. She suddenly clutched her stomach and crouched down, her face turning pale.
Both of them were stunned at the same time.
Cold sweat seeped from her forehead, and her lips trembled, looking as if she were in extreme pain.
Jiang Zhiyu subconsciously took a step forward: "Xiaomi, what's wrong?"
Wu Li, however, narrowed his eyes, his fingertips twitching slightly. The mute Gu he planted didn't have the effect of causing abdominal pain.
Chai Xiaomi took the opportunity to grab the corner of Jiang Zhiyu's clothes, saying weakly, "It hurts... I, I might be expecting..."
Jiang Zhiyu: "Expecting what?"
Chai Xiaomi looked up, gazing at Wu Li with tearful eyes: "Hubby... our baby..."
The air went dead silent.
Youtiao screamed in the system space: [Host, are you crazy?! You even dare to tell a lie like this?!]
Wu Li's expression finally changed completely.
A terrifying storm surged in those heterochromatic eyes, as if he was going to swallow Chai Xiaomi alive the next moment.
But in the end, he only slowly crouched down, his icy fingertips lifting Chai Xiaomi's chin as he squeezed out the words through his teeth, syllable by syllable:
"Say. That. One. More. Time."
Chai Xiaomi swallowed hard, bracing herself to continue acting: "My, my time of the month hasn't come... and now this sudden stomach pain... could it be..."
Before she could finish, Wu Li suddenly smiled.
That smile was demonic and dangerous, like a poisoned mandala flower.
"Alright," he said softly, his fingers brushing over the side of Chai Xiaomi's neck. "If you truly are with child, I will naturally take good care of you. But if it's a lie..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
But the skin on Chai Xiaomi's neck broke out in shivers.
Watching this scene, the doubts in Jiang Zhiyu's heart grew deeper and deeper.
The way these two interacted was truly bizarre; they didn't seem like husband and wife.
More like a hunter and their prey.
But the affection in the girl's eyes didn't seem fake either.
Just as he was hesitating whether to continue pressing the matter, a commotion suddenly echoed from the distance.
