Chapter 1039 Red Spider Lily Heather (63)

Her voice was so chilling that it made Mo Jun Tian shudder and step back from her.

His reaction made Heather laugh out loud, finding it quite amusing.

This was probably the first time she had laughed so happily since coming to Linyang; she had almost forgotten what laughing felt like.

Mo Jun Tian wasn’t actually that unpleasant of a person.

Heather suddenly smiled, which startled Mo Jun Tian for a moment.

He thought he saw Xiao Man?

How could that be...

Xiao Man was already dead!

But that smile just now, it really was too similar...

He suddenly realized and said, "You scared me to death. I thought you were serious. I was thinking, sure you’re a bit fierce, but how could you really kill someone."

"I wasn’t lying to you, I told the truth," Heather said as she turned and walked away, not caring whether he believed her or not.

Mo Jun Tian also walked towards the open kitchen, took a bottle of red wine out of a transparent cabinet.

"I found this while wandering around just now. There’s a bottle of unopened red wine here. How about it, want to have a drink together?"

Heather had been expected to keep ignoring him, but to his surprise, she nodded and said, "Sure, I’m a bit thirsty."

Mo Jun Tian was slightly surprised but still turned around to get two wine glasses from the cabinet. After sanitizing them, he walked over to the sofa and sat next to her.

Somehow, they started drinking red wine and finished off a large bottle in no time.

"Now that we’ve had wine, are we comrades-in-arms? Can I stop calling you by your full name? Can I call you Wei Wei?"

"How old are you?" Heather asked elegantly, holding her wine glass aloft, swirling it, not seeming to care much.

"26?"

She smiled, "Unlucky for you, I’m older, 27."

"You’re 27 too? The same age as my goddess, what a coincidence! When’s your birthday?"

"I don’t know," she replied offhandedly.

The truth was she really didn’t know.

That was Xiao Man’s birthday, not hers.

Before she became Xiao Man, she didn’t even know people could celebrate birthdays.

"You don’t know? Who doesn’t know their own birthday? If you don’t want to tell me, just say so. What, are you worried I’m going to celebrate it for you?"

"Think whatever you like. I’m older than you, call me ’sister’."

"I misspoke just now, actually I’m 28, half a cycle older."

Heather didn’t believe him at all; she tilted her head slightly, giving a sidelong glance, "Show me your ID card and I’ll believe you, otherwise, be good and call me ’sister’. Or, I’ll make you call me ’sister’."

"Is being a ’sister’ that great? Can you actually pamper me?"

"I’ll consider it." Heather said, her hand already resting on his shoulder, completely in the mode of good buddies.

"Hey...you’re not drunk, are you?" Mo Jun Tian assumed an alarmed expression, warily looking at her, protecting his chest with his hands, and with exaggerated acting, coyly said, "What do you want to do to me? No~"

"Haha..." Heather was genuinely amused by him, pinched his cheek with her thumb and index finger, and said, "Considering you’re pretty good-looking, I can take you on as my little brother. Being my brother has a lot of advantages; you get a bodyguard for free. With me, your sister around, no matter how cheeky you are, nobody will mess with you when we go out."

She patted her chest, her laughter ringing out.

Mo Jun Tian was suddenly stunned.

In that moment, he couldn’t see the two terrifying scars on her face; he felt as if...

She was beautiful.