After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 455 What's wrong with touching it!

This time, Yuan Zhuoyue and Zhongli were both in very good condition, so there was no scene like before where one person was sick and paralyzed in bed.

After they entered the room, they sat down directly on the chairs in the room.

Yuan Zhuoyue and Morax held hands with their fingers interlocked, seeming as intimate as ever.

But once they sat down, there was complete silence in this enclosed space.

Morax did not do what he did in the past. While sorting out the forces in Yuan Zhuoyue's body that repelled and yet complemented each other, he took out some books related to Liyue and read to him.

Only the bridge built by their clasped hands and the power flowing silently between them seemed to prove the connection between them, as if it were the same as before.

Suddenly, Yuan Zhuoyue moved slightly, and Morax reacted immediately by tightening the hand clasped in his own.

"Hiss—" Yuan Zhuoyue immediately took a breath of cold air, raised his other free hand unceremoniously, slapped Morax's hand hard on the back, and complained: "Stop a little, you're hurting me!"

Morax restrained his strength after hearing this, and added, "Sorry."

Yuan Zhuoyue, who had just clapped his hands, put his chin down again, looked thoughtful, and stared at Morax for a long time.

Then he took the initiative and said, "...Morax, why do I feel like you're a little weird?"

Morax remained silent, but there was a subtle change in the way he looked at Yuan Zhuoyue.

Yuan Zhuoyue looked at those eyes that were as bright as the setting sun's molten gold, and asked blankly and innocently, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"...I just woke up, and I'm a little tired. My mind wanders to other things. You don't need to take it too seriously. It doesn't mean anything special." Morax retracted his gaze, then fiddled with the tea set on the table with one hand and poured himself a cup of warm tea.

But he only took a sip and did not drink again. He just lowered his eyes slightly and stared at the clear and transparent tea in the cup, looking a little absent-minded.

Yuan Zhuoyue just nodded without comment and responded in a low voice. It was unclear whether he believed Morax's words or indicated that he had heard what he said.

He simply pulled the hand that was clasped with Morax's towards his own direction. Of course, this action did not start smoothly.

When Yuan Zhuoyue just started to drag towards him, he just felt like he was trying to lift an immovable steel bar and couldn't move a huge rock at all.

She pulled it twice, but to no avail, until she looked at Morax, and their eyes met, as Morax had just turned his gaze away from the tea.

Morax seemed to have understood Yuan Zhuoyue's intention, and under Yuan Zhuoyue's drag, he cooperated very well and put his hand in front of her.

Morax was different this time than before. He was too silent. And under such circumstances, Yuan Zhuoyue felt that the process of sorting out his own strength was a bit dry.

Before, when Morax was sorting out the excessive power in her body, he would also impart some knowledge to her so that she could enrich her horizons and experience.

Now that he had suddenly escaped from the state of rote learning, his ears suddenly became quiet, which made Yuan Zhuoyue feel uncomfortable.

But she definitely didn't want to be tortured by the knowledge of Tao again. She just felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness without Morax's chattering accompaniment.

It seemed that Morax was determined to remain silent to the end, so Yuan Zhuoyue decided to find something to do for himself.

In order to kill the long time needed to sort out her strength, she pulled Morax's hand in front of her for this reason.

At this moment, this hand, as pure as gold, stone, chalcedony, and black rock, was interlocked with her fingers without any cover or concealment, and their skin touched hers.

In the past, Yuan Zhuoyue was forced to digest the vast amount of knowledge that Morax forced upon him, and had never had the time to carefully observe this hand that exuded an inhuman and strange beauty.

Now she was concentrating on staring at the hand she was holding in front of her, as if she was appreciating a rare antique.

Morax said nothing and just let Yuan Zhuoyue manipulate him.

Yuan Zhuoyue suddenly said, "I heard from people who watched the ceremony of inviting the immortals in Liyue Harbor that you appeared in the form of half scale and half dragon..."

She seemed to be very curious about this: "I have never seen what a dragon looks like in my life. Morax, I have a serious request. Can you please let me broaden my horizons?"

Morax's behavior seemed to be that he was still extremely indulgent towards any request of Yuan Zhuoyue.

He nodded slightly: "Of course you can... But you have to wait until the power in your body stabilizes."

"Okay!" Yuan Zhuoyue seemed quite satisfied with the fact that his request had been fulfilled, with a smile on his face. "But speaking of it... what is your true form?"

Yuan Zhuoyue's fingertips gently brushed over the gold-inlaid patterns and marks on the arm of Morax that she held in her hand.

At the same time, she smiled and said, "If I bite your arm now, will my teeth break?"

When Yuan Zhuoyue moved, Morax's fingertips trembled unnaturally for a moment, but the trembling soon subsided and he did not make any other movements.

Just when Morax thought Yuan Zhuoyue would calm down, she repeated her old trick and traced the lines with her fingertips.

Morax endured for a moment, but finally held down Yuan Zhuoyue's hand, and with a little force, he placed Yuan Zhuoyue's hand on the table.

Seeing that she had calmed down and had no intention of causing trouble again, Morax released his grip and slowly withdrew his hand.

When I looked up, I saw Yuan Zhuoyue with a wronged expression on his face. He seemed very unconvinced and muttered in a low voice: "…What's wrong with touching me?"

Morax looked at Yuan Zhuoyue with dim eyes and a bit of scrutiny.

It was difficult to judge for a moment what Yuan Zhuoyue's current condition was, and whether the action just now was unintentional.

Or was it intentional...

They could be considered as two closely connected halves, and due to those coincidences and accidents.

Whether it is love or hate, the entanglement becomes deeper and it becomes more difficult to escape from this vortex.

Morax is familiar with every flaw and weakness of Yuan Zhuoyue, and the same is true for the 'complete' Yuan Zhuoyue. Morax also has a deep understanding of it.

They know how to use their understanding of each other and exploit these flaws and weaknesses to cleverly bring extreme pain and torture to the other party.

And extreme...joy.