Yu Siqiao used his thumb to smooth out her furrowed brows and whispered, "What did you dream about?"
Mo Shu murmured softly.
In the dream, the star river stretched far and wide, and thick mist lood endlessly.
The legendary Creator God was just a rather vague silhouette, appearing with a high nose bridge and sharp eyebrows.
His robe was wide open, revealing a large expanse of his chest, making him look rather dashing.
He seed to be lounging sideways on a recliner, with long hair draping down.
Mo Shu couldn’t see his face, but she could sense his casual gaze, lazy, as if indifferent to everything. Suddenly, he looked at her, his voice languid, with a hint of amusent, "I also want to experience the feeling of a racing heart. Could you confess to ?"
The lazy tone, as if he were inviting Mo Shu for breakfast, was so relaxed and simple.
Mo Shu, exasperated, shouted, "You already have a wife! Ask your wife to confess to you! Isn’t she more capable of making your heart race?"
The Creator God, without even thinking, casually flicked his wide sleeve and said, "She went to transcend her tribulation and has been gone for hundreds of years, leaving only by myself. So pitiful, isn’t it?"
Mo Shu: ...
So, you’re just bored, going around asking for confessions!
The Creator God snorted lightly, "Am I that kind of person?"
Mo Shu silently thought to herself: Yes, you are.
"I just think you’re an interesting girl. If you’re not willing..."
Mo Shu quickly said, "I’m not willing!"
"Heh..." The Creator God chuckled softly, his voice quite pleasant, "Not willing won’t do, I was thinking of giving you a nice gift."
Mo Shu quickly waved her hand, "No, no, I don’t want any gift!"
"Really, are you sure you don’t want it?"
In the thick mist, that dashing silhouette opened his palm, on which there was a rich light blue glow, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.
Mo Shu asked, "What is that?"
"A Task Accelerator. Haven’t you already reached eighty-five percent completion? This accelerator will make your task go faster, quickly finish it. Well, do you want it?"
Mo Shu furrowed her brows, "This... to finish my task in one go?"
The Creator God replied blandly, "You could say that."
Mo Shu looked at that thing, feeling no temptation, instead said, "This thing isn’t very useful to . I love my husband, and there’s not much I can give him. The remaining fifteen percent of happiness, I can provide it to him myself."
The Creator God seed to smile, "It’s just a task, after all."
Mo Shu wasn’t pleased, "Maybe it was just a task before, but now, it’s just because I want to give him happiness, nothing more."
The Creator God smiled faintly, "Is that so? How foolish. Don’t think that last fifteen percent is easy to complete. The further you go, the harder it gets to gain happiness. Surely you’ve already discovered that, haven’t you?"
Mo Shu indeed found it true, but she didn’t mind, "I can complete it, as long as you don’t interfere."
The Creator God chuckled, "What do you take for? I’m not constantly looking to disrupt your task progress."
Mo Shu sighed in relief and said with a bright smile, "That’s the best, indeed. A Creator God should behave like a Creator God. You already have a wife, so stop flirting around, okay?"
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