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The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss

Chapter 509 - Begging for Tender Care (4)
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Chapter 509: Begging for Tender Care (4)

“What… do you think you are doing!!” Vermilion Bird felt chills in his spine. He put his hands in front of his chest as if he was afraid. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelenglish.net . ꜰirᴇ - ɴovᴇlbin

Shen Yanxiao curled her lips. While she was not a good person, there was no need for the Vermilion Bird to behave like a damsel in distress!

“Well, if my memory serves me right, you tend to get motion sickness, right?” Shen Yanxiao wiped the ridiculous roast in her mind and got down to business.

Vermilion Bird glared at her, and his expression said, ‘I don’t need you to tell me that’.

“Listen, as your master, I understand that you don’t do so well in a carriage. However, the journey back is a long one. Why don’t you turn into your beast form, and fly us back instead?” Shen Yanxiao blinked as she tried to coax the Vermilion Bird.

Vermilion Bird was speechless…

What kind of request was that! She knew that the Vermilion Bird would get motion sickness in a carriage, and yet that did not stop her, that jerk master, from stuffing him into the wagon on their way there!!

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“You just want me to be your transport because you want to hurry back to the academy. Isn’t that right?!” Vermilion Bird protested in anger.

Shen Yanxiao tried to comfort him gently.

“Don’t say that. I am worried about you. If you want, we can still find a carriage and get a ride back. What do you say?”

The mention of a carriage turned the Vermilion Bird pale.

He hated carriages!

“Hmm!”

“Be a lamb. If you can make it back in two days, I will buy you some candy.”

She stared at the Vermillion Bird.

However, the mythical bird did not say anything to her.

Shen Yanxiao continued to stare at him in silence.

“I am a mythical beast! Not a wimpy kid!” Vermilion Bird flew into a rage.

Shen Yanxiao narrowed her eyes. Then, she stood up abruptly. She leveraged her height against the mythical beast and used both her hands to trap him against the wall.

Shen Yanxiao stood against the light, so her eyes were squinted.

“Are you going to fly or not?”

Vermilion Bird shivered as he looked at his unkind master who had turned into a vicious bully.

“If you don’t…” The last syllable was prolonged as a smirk blossomed on her face.

“I will give you a kiss.”

Vermilion Bird was scared dumbstruck as he stood frozen on the spot. The next second, he cried out in misery, “Fine, I will fly! I will do that!!! Consider it done!!!”

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The handsome young man woke up from the commotion and looked at the weird Vermilion Bird and Shen Yanxiao. In a confused state, the cute former killer mumbled, “Stupid bird. How can you fly without wings?”

Then, the adorable former-malicious- assassin happily stepped behind Shen Yanxiao and put his arms around her slim waist.

“Sister, I am hungry…” He sounded like a puppy dog.

Shen Yanxiao was alarmed. How did she forget about that one there?!

After the memory loss, the lovable former killing machine had regarded her as his big sister. No matter how hard Uncle Nine tried to talk to him, he would not step away from Shen Yanxiao at all. He would follow her around like her tail.

When Shen Yanxiao helped to remove the Bewitching Spell from the villagers, the cute guy just waited in a corner three steps away from Shen Yanxiao. He kept his gaze on her when she was occupied in her work. He would make no sound and take no food.

Eventually, Uncle Nine had to carry him to a haystack after he fell asleep when he could no longer stand.

When he finally woke up, he went to her again.

“You… That is enough!! Let go of your hands! Who says that you can hug my master? You dirty little man! Let go of your hands!!” The mythical beast hopped around furiously when he saw a little kid taking advantage of his master. It was as if he had forgotten entirely that his unkind master had just threatened him a few moments ago.

“Chu~chu~” The little Phoenix on the Vermilion Bird’s head spread his tiny wings to be a part of the drama. It copied the Vermilion Bird’s action and made sounds of protest even though the Little Phoenix did not know what had happened.