Han Mo did not say much about Zi Yan's words, looked at the combat skills carefully, and hesitated for a moment and said, "Zi Yan, you should not practice this martial art for the time being. I will return it to you when I study it."
"Well, yes, but it's difficult to get started when you start practicing. If you can, you can try to refine the fighting spirit first." Zi Yan said with a smile.
Han Mo was speechless when he heard this. Zi Yan thought she was going to practice, so she opened her mouth and nodded after a while and said, "I understand." Han Mo didn't want to tell this, because the dean's motive was not clear, and it was still unknown whether there were tricks in each volume of martial arts. Since Zi Yan misunderstood, she would have completely misunderstood.
"Zi Yan, I will accept the martial arts first. You must mention them with others, do you know?" Han Mo said with a serious expression.
"Of course I know, don't worry." Zi Yan laughed. The magical craft of the Heaven-Wild is an inner ritual of the academy. Not everyone is qualified to practice it. Cultivators cannot reveal this matter. She knows who knows about it.
Han Mo smiled awkwardly again when he heard this. Because what the two of them were not referring to was the same thing, Han Mo ignored the secret of this scroll of martial arts.
"What are you talking about?" Han Mo was about to say something, but suddenly he was startled by a voice behind him. He turned around and realized that it was Han Ji who woke up after getting drunk.
"Han Ji, don't scare people, okay? People are scary and scary." Han Mo patted his chest in shock.
Looking at the surprised Han Mo, Han Ji narrowed his eyes slightly and pointed at Han Mo and said drunk: "Han Mo, are you dating Zi Yan? OK, how can you be worthy of Han Ling..."
"What are you talking nonsense? Go wake up and sober up. If you have such a poor alcohol tolerance, you have to fight with me." After Han Mo said that, he sprinkled a glass of water on Han Ji's face and pointed to the dormitory and said, "Are you awake? Go and have a good sleep when you wake up. After I wake up, I have something to say to you."
Han Ji was stimulated by the cold water and woke up. He looked at Han Mo and Zi Yan again, frowned and said, "Are you dating?"
"Go to you, you're drunk and awake." Han Mo kicked Han Ji in the butt and staggered into the dormitory.
Han Mo looked at the embarrassed Han Ji and burst into laughter. He only glanced at Zi Yan's body with a faint look from the corner of his eyes and couldn't help but be stunned. The smile on his face completely froze, and he said a little embarrassedly: "What...what happened?"
Zi Yan frowned as she looked at Han Mo's brows, and a faint mist was covered in her clear eyes. After a while, she said with a dry voice: "Who is Han Ling?"
"Uh..." Han Mo was speechless when he heard this. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He looked at Zi Yan and sighed: "Han Ling is from our Han family, but I heard from the elders that Ling'er and my Han family have no blood relationship, so..."
"Is she the woman you like?" Zi Yan asked after interrupting Han Mo.
Han Mo didn't want to deny it either, and nodded and said, "Yes."
"Oh." Zi Yan responded lightly, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly became awkward. After hesitating, he looked at Han Mo and asked again: "There are a few days left for a freshman to enter the academy. I think that Han Ling will come to the academy, right?"
"How do you know?" Han Mo looked at Zi Yan with some confusion. It seemed that Han Mo had never mentioned this.
Actually, Zi Yan knew it was not surprising. Han Mo heard that the person who responded to the school was about to come to the academy in a few days, and those who were a little more attentive could discover it.
"Han Mo..." Zi Yan hesitated and bit her lip and looked at Han Mo, and actually rushed into Han Mo's arms. Her sudden shocking behavior scared Han Mo.
Han Mo quickly reacted and reached out to push Zi Yan away. He only touched Zi Yan's body with both hands. The soft touch made Han Mo feel shocked.
"Han Mo, let me lean, just let me beg you." Zi Yan hugged Han Mo tightly, and kept drilling into Han Mo's arms. She said with a trembling voice, and her body twitched gently, obviously she was already crying.
Seeing this, Han Mo frowned, sighed and had to let Zi Yan hold her like this. Smelling the faint fragrance from Zi Yan's body, Han Mo actually thought about it. The temperature was so similar to that of Jin Tong's body, which made Han Mo's face turn red.
The two of them kept their postures until noon. If they were not strong men in the martial arts realm, their bodies would have been frozen for so long.
"Zi Yan, you won't fall asleep, right?" Han Mo asked tentatively after hesitating.
"No." Zi Yan responded in a faint tone, but her hands holding Han Mo not only did not let go, but instead tightened a little.
"Are you hungry? Otherwise, let's go to have a meal?" Han Mo hesitated for a moment and asked again. It's not a solution to always hold it like this. It would be strange if others see it and don't misunderstand it, especially Han Ji in the dormitory. If Han Ling finds out, it's probably exciting.
"Not hungry." Zi Yan shook her head gently and said, hesitating for a moment and then said, "Han Mo, I..." Zi Yan's face turned red, and she suddenly became nervous. The force of pinching Han Mo's clothes slowly became heavier.
"What's wrong?" Han Mo asked in confusion when he noticed Zi Yan's strangeness, because Zi Yan's body seemed to tremble slightly because of her nervousness.
"I..." Zi Yan gritted her teeth, as if there was something wrong to speak. After a while, she took a few deep breaths, as if she had made some huge decisions, and bit her lip and said, "Han Mo, can I share you with Han Ling, okay?"
"Ah?" Han Mo was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect Zi Yan to say such words. Han Mo knew that Zi Yan was not happy and said such words, and that she obviously mustered up all the courage. However, Han Mo could not do this at all. If Han Ling knew about it, she would definitely be sad.
Seeing that Han Mo didn't speak, Zi Yan closed her eyes tightly, as if she couldn't bear to see Han Mo's embarrassed face. She took a few deep breaths, trying her best to calm down. But the more she thought about it, the more she felt the more she was. Han Mo was the first boy to give her good feelings. She would think about it if she couldn't see it, and she would think about it even more when she saw it. Is it so difficult to like someone for the first time?
"Actually Zi Yan..."
"It's okay, you don't need to comfort me. I don't want to make things difficult for you, but my heart will always be yours, I'll wait for you." Zi Yan said that, slowly let go of Han Mo, retreated from Han Mo's arms with some reluctance, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down.
Looking at Zi Yan crying, Han Mo felt a tingling pain in his heart. He was already soft-hearted and could not tell a girl to cry, and he became at a loss for a moment.
Zi Yan's eyes passed directly over Han Mo and turned toward the door. She couldn't bear to look at Han Mo or see Han Mo's hesitant and entangled look.