"I" never took your words seriously in the first place.
Xiao Jinyan looked at Mu Chuyue with expectation shining in her eyes.
She suddenly couldn't bear it and swallowed back the next half of the sentence.
"I'm not ready yet."
Mu Chuyue did not deny that she had a special liking for the outstanding young man in front of her.
However, such an abrupt progress was indeed beyond her acceptance range.
It was true that Xiao Jinyan was kind to her, but it was too hasty to ask her to pledge herself to him because of this.
Mu Chuyue has never been a soft persimmon who is willing to be blackmailed.
No matter who this person is who negotiated terms with her Xiao Jinyan looked deeply at Mu Chuyue.
Almost the moment she finished speaking, the starlight in his eyes suddenly dimmed.
An emotion called loss flashed across his face.
There was a trace of anger suppressed at the corner of his mouth, and a hint of domineering and strength could not help but appear between his brows.
The corners of Xiao Jinyan's lips pulled down, clearly showing his unhappiness, as if the air in front of him was about to freeze: "Okay, I'll give you time."
The low tone made Mu Chuyue's heart tremble twice, and her eyes followed him unconsciously as he stood up.
He turned around, leaving only his back.
The long, waist-length hair hangs down like a waterfall, with a handful of hair curled lazily, clinging tightly to his sweaty body.
Starlight poured down, illuminating the entire sacrificial altar.
Xiao Jinyan's skin shone so brightly that it was difficult for Mu Chuyue to look away.
Her mind was in a mess.
She didn't know how to deal with this random guy.
"It's not a matter of time."
Mu Chuyue spoke with a slightly cold tone: "No matter how long it takes, I still can't make a definite guarantee about my feelings."
Since what happened to Song Ziqi, Mu Chuyue has not decided not to have feelings anymore.
However, her attitude towards the opposite sex has changed somewhat as a result.
She was afraid of making a decision too early, afraid that she would pour all her trust into one person, but in the end, it would be a fool's errand.
Xiao Jinyan is very good, and he has an inexplicable affection for her.
But who can guarantee what will happen ten or even twenty years from now?
Once a cultivator breaks through the Mustard Seed Realm, he or she will have a lifespan far longer than that of ordinary people.
If the realm is even higher, they can even live to five or six hundred years.
In such a long life, what does one or twenty years mean?
She can afford to wait.
Mu Chuyue has always been looking forward to having someone who can hold hands with her until she grows old and stay with her for the rest of her life.
Even though her wish to "be with one person for the rest of her life" seems too pale in front of reality, she has always had hopes in her heart.
She didn't want to make a decision too early and tie herself to a boat foolishly.
Who knows whether in the distant future, this ship will rot halfway, or whether it will finally carry other people to the other side?
The future is still very long, and what Mu Chuyue needs to do is to do her best to make herself better.
Only in this way can she greet the people who may accompany her to the end of her life with the most dazzling attitude in any future days.
She didn't know who this person was.
After all, she is less than fifteen years old now, and this road has just begun.
"Xiao Jinyan, it's easy to say a temporary promise, but if you want to take on the responsibility behind it, you need to pay too much.
Are you sure you are qualified?"
"certainly."
At this moment, he looked at her steadily with a rare sense of caution in his eyes. xx4911131: