I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot

Chapter 56: 3.15 Second Small Star – Q & A [M]

Underworld City.

Mo Yijunʼs Mansion

Masterʼs Bedroom

The couple had their first serious conversation between them. A conversation with regards to their real identities. Outside the identity of Meng Anya and Mo Yijun.

Meng Anya: ”Who are you?”

Mo Yijun shook his head.

Meng Anya: ”Are you born in this world as a baby?”

Mo Yijun: ”Yes.”

Meng Anya: ”Do you know why you are here?”

Mo Yijun: ”Collect the worldʼs energy.”

Meng Anya: ”Wang Tian, Wan Lengya, Mo Yijun. Are they all you?”

Mo Yijun: ”Yes just… they donʼt have the original memories. My soul is so powerful that staying in this state for too long will destroy this star.”

Meng Anya (Startled): ”…Then now…”

Mo Yijun: ”Temporarily stop time.”

Meng Anya: ”…So you canʼt stay…”

Mo Yijun: ”Yijun is still me.”

Meng Anya: ”But… no memories, right?”

Mo Yijun stayed silent. ”...…”

Meng Anya: ”Do you know who I am?”

Mo Yijun: ”...Wife…”

Meng Anya (pulled Yijunʼs hair): ”Answer properly!”

Mo Yijun: ”Hei Anjing. Outsider. My wife.”

Meng Anya: ”Are you the one who put me in that system space?”

Mo Yijun: ”…Yes and no…”

Meng Anya: ”I told you to answer properly.”

Mo Yijun: ”...…”

Meng Anya: ”Explain it properly.”

Mo Yijun shook his head.

Meng Anya (trembling in fear): ”…You…!”

Mo Yijun hugs his wife tightly while shaking his head. Meng Anya sighed as he felt he couldnʼt force his husband to give him the answer he didnʼt wish to say. Especially if there are possibilities of him not being allowed to say it, that may cause harm to him if he ever told him something.

Meng Anya would never ignore this kind of possibility where his husband could be harmed. He moved his body to face his husband and held his husbandʼs head on his hands to force him to look at him. When their eyes met, Meng Anya noticed that Mo Yijunʼs formerly silver irises turned completely black.

As he peers in it, he could almost see galaxies and stars converging almost instantly pulling Anyaʼs eyes on it. Staring at each otherʼs eyes without break,

Meng Anyaʼs eyes became gentle as he smiled lovingly at his husband, ”Hm~ just as I thought. Your eyes are really beautiful and interesting.”

Mo Yijun just wrapped his hands around his wifeʼs waist letting him look at his obsidian eyes as much as he wanted.

”Can you come to my system space after this life?” asked Meng Anya.

Mo Yijun answered honestly, ”Not yet.”

When Anya heard his answer, he was immediately delighted, ”Not yet means in the future you can! One last question. Whatʼs your real name? I mean itʼs unfair you know that my real name is Hei Anjing but… I donʼt know yours.” Said Anya while pouting.

Seeing his cute expression Mo Yijun chuckles as he smiles at his wife. Leaning his forehead to his wifeʼs forehead and stared at each otherʼs eyes within a short distance as he pulled him over to completely sit on his lap.

”Xiajie… My name is Ye Xiajie.” Replied Mo Yijun with a smile on his face as he pecks his wifeʼs lips.

”Ye Xiajie… Xiajie, un! Good name.” said Meng Anya as he stretched out his hands towards Yijunʼs neck pulling him over and kissing him on his lips.

Mo Yijun moved his left hand wrapped around his wifeʼs waist to hold up Meng Anyaʼs chin and bowed his head kissing back Anyaʼs lips. He pried his teeth open with the tip of his tongue which the latter allowed as he slightly parted his lips. Mo Yijun slipped his tongue in. Meng Anya felt something warm delve inside his mouth and glide across to capture his tongue.

Finally, Yijunʼs tongue entangled with his wifeʼs tongue stirring him up. This time Yijun moved his left hand from Anyaʼs chin to the back of his head pushing his head over to deepen their kiss. Anya didnʼt push him away, instead slid his fingers in Yijunʼs hairs, capturing a few strands to pull his head over to him and further intensify their entanglement. He gradually felt Mo Yijunʼs unique metallic scent with hints of Sandalwood slowly infiltrating him, wantonly spreading throughout his body.

Slowly losing his breath as his mind sluggishly turned blank from lack of oxygen. Mo Yijun felt his wife was a little out of breath. He then retreated slightly and exchanged their position gently laying down Anya to the mattress. After then, he lowered himself down and kissed him once again. This feeling was too thrilling as he even plucked his wifeʼs nightclothesʼ button one by one slipping his left hand inside wandering above that soft white skin of his wife while his right hand slowly kneaded his waist and made its way down.