Meng Ling's eyes fell on the Mingyue Saint, with a hint of pleading.
The meaning is obvious, let Saint Mingyue speak.
The key is, how does the Mingyue Saint speak?
She was not good at words, and she didn't know what to do when faced with this situation.
"Sister, could you please say something?" Meng Ling said via voice transmission.
"What did I say?" Mingyue Saint responded.
Meng Ling continued the message and said: "Of course, tell him that we don't want to fulfill the bet."
"But...he just gave you a chance, but you didn't take it." Saintess of the Moon responded again.
I'm going!
How can we chat?
There's nothing left to talk about.
"Sister, where are you from?" Meng Ling was angry and sent the message for the last time, "Tell me, do you want to open your mouth?"
"Don't be angry, I'm also discussing this with you, and I don't want this either." Saintess Mingyue explained.
The two of them communicated a few more words.
Ning Feiyang didn't speak, but from their eyes, it could be roughly judged that they were definitely communicating.
Finally, a unanimous agreement was reached.
"Ahem." Mingyue Saint finally spoke, "Ning Feiyang, do you still take this kind of thing seriously?"
"Of course I take it seriously." Ning Feiyang said.
ah?
Saintess Mingyue continued: "Then... we are both girls, so we are embarrassed."
"If you were like this, you shouldn't have made a bet before."
"It's good now. I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it and made me feel bad."
"If I don't complete this matter, I won't have the energy to practice. As time goes by, I might even develop inner demons."
"You two are much stronger than me. Once inner demons form, you also know the impact it will have on a cultivator..."
Ning Feiyang said a lot in one breath.
You two look at me and I look at you, not knowing what to say.
"Ning Feiyang, although the inner demon is powerful, it is not that easy to form, right?" Meng Ling said plausibly.
"We haven't been together for too long. You may not know me well yet. I have obsessive-compulsive disorder."
"If you encounter something like this and don't complete it, it will form a knot in your heart..."
Ning Feiyang is at the level of an actor, and when he speaks, there is no leakage.
The two of them were stunned for a moment.
It felt like... if the two of them didn't agree, Ning Feiyang would immediately go crazy.
"I promise, don't, don't..." Meng Ling saw that Ning Feiyang was about to vomit blood, and immediately agreed.
"It's sweet-scented osmanthus. I understand. I have this kind of elixir in my body. I'll give you one, Meng Ling." Saintess Mingyue handed it over.
The two started chewing.
Very fast.
"Who goes first?" Mingyue Saint's heart was beating fast.
"I'll go first." Meng Ling mustered up her courage, "After all, it was me who caused this incident."
After she finished speaking, she took a deep breath and strode forward.
He got in front of Ning Feiyang.
On his cheek, she kissed him softly.
It was also the first time for Meng Ling to do such a thing. He couldn't bear it. When he saw Ning Feiyang's eyes again, he was so ashamed.
He ran away in a flash.
"Ling'er, don't leave, you..." Saintess Mingyue shouted, but the other party ignored her at all.
There are only two people left.
"Well...if you don't want to, then forget it." Ning Feiyang said pretending to be in pain.
"No." Mingyue Saint said, "I am willing to admit defeat. I cannot let you suffer any consequences in the future because of this bet."
After she finished speaking, she walked towards Ning Feiyang step by step.
The distance is getting closer.
Mingyue Saint was stared at by Ning Feiyang, feeling uncomfortable all over and unable to bear it.
My whole body was shaking.
Close your eyes.
The Mingyue Saint relied on her intuition and continued to move forward.
The goddess closed her eyes!
This is a great opportunity.
Ning Feiyang's pupils dilated sharply. If he only allowed the goddess to kiss the other half of his face at this time, wouldn't it be a big loss?
When Meng Ling fulfilled the bet, he kissed Ning Feiyang's left cheek.
According to the order, when it is Mingyue Saint's turn, it is normal to kiss her right cheek.
But... Ning Feiyang doesn't intend to do this.
He surged energy aura, created a space, and placed it between the two of them.
If Saint Mingyue was not nervous, she would definitely be able to feel the difference with her cultivation.
The key point is...Ming Yue Saint is very nervous now, she can't care so much, her heart is about to jump out of her throat.
Without realizing it, he had deviated from the direction.
Only a little bit!
It looks like three centimeters.
Close.
Closer.
Bo!
The Mingyue Saint finally kissed her.
After kissing her, she suddenly noticed something was wrong, and it was definitely not her cheek.
mouth!
Mingyue Saint opened her eyes and saw that she had indeed kissed Ning Feiyang's mouth, and her pupils were enlarged to their maximum size.
At this moment, Ning Feiyang closed his eyes.
"ah."
The Mingyue Saint's breath surged involuntarily, she retreated quickly, and escaped all of a sudden.
The speed was extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.
Ning Feiyang opened his eyes, wiped his mouth, and smiled proudly.
"No, how could this happen?"
The Mingyue Saint hid by the lake, her cheeks were hot, and she was ashamed.
It was supposed to be a kiss on the cheek, but why did it end up on the face?
Could it be that he moved the direction intentionally?
No!
Mingyue Saint recalled the position, and Ning Feiyang did not move at all, and he even closed his eyes.
"Am I going in the wrong direction?"
Saint Mingyue didn't believe it at first, but she couldn't recall her previous feelings. After all, her cultivation level was very high, so she thought there was no problem.
"Maybe I was too nervous just now, so... something went wrong when I took steps."
Thinking of this, she stomped her feet in shame.
Isn't this too embarrassing?
The scene just now has always been in my mind, and I can't get it away.
Ten minutes later.
The Mingyue Saint calmed down a little, touched her lips, and recalled that feeling, it seemed... pretty good.
"Sister, sister, I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you here?"
At this moment, Meng Ling's voice came over.
"Ah?" Mingyue Saint stood up in confusion, "I haven't asked you yet. I asked you to wait for me just now, but you didn't even wait for me."
"Hey, sister, it's my first time to do something like that. It's so embarrassing, so I don't want to stay there."
"What about you? Did you kiss him just now?"
When Meng Ling asked, she looked at the Mingyue Saint longingly.
It seemed as if he wanted to see through her.
"What do you think?" Mingyue Saint stamped her feet, "It's all your fault! If you hadn't made the bet, I wouldn't have done that. I'm so angry."
"Okay, okay, sister, you are my best sister."
"Don't be angry, everything has happened anyway."
"Besides, it's just a kiss on the cheek, not a real kiss. What are you afraid of?"
Meng Ling pretended to be carefree and comforted her.