Black Bellied Belle: Demon Lord, Bite The Bait Please Chapter 275.3: A Mysterious Love Token

It was clear from here that though the two of them were not together at that moment, they were still able to contact each other at any time through the rings.

It was at this moment that Lou Jun Yao’s finger unconsciously came to stroke the ring’s surface and the ring suddenly quivered slightly, its exterior becoming a little more translucent looking.

On the other end, Lou Jun Yao was just seen remaining silent, not saying a single word but was just toying with the ring with his head lowered, looking like he had not noticed her at all.

The rage in Mo Jing Yu’s heart boiled up and he was just about to throw a fit when a voice suddenly rang out unexpectedly, seemingly out of nowhere, which caused Mo Jing Yu to freeze in his spot stunned.

It was a young woman’s voice and in that clear melodious voice, it carried a faint alluring aloof tinge, which tugged at a person’s heart.

“Ah Yao, have you gone back yet?”

Hearing the young lady’s voice, the smile at the ends of Lou Jun Yao’s lips immediately softened, and he came to reply in a gentle voice: “Mm. I’m at the Divine Healers Sect.”

Both Qing Lan Fei and Mo Jing Yu widened their eyes, staring frozenly as they watched Lou Jun Yao speak gently to his finger.

To be more exact, he was speaking tenderly to the ring on his finger.

And the other voice seemed to have come out from that ring as well.

A young woman’s voice. Could it be…..

The same thought then seemed to strike the couple’s minds at that moment, and the two of them unconsciously came to hold their breath.

“You went to the Divine Healers Sect? Are you there to see Little Bei? Are my Father and Mother good and well?”

Hearing the continuous string of questions from the young lady, the couple could almost be certain that that voice undoubtedly belonged to their daughter.

Lou Jun Yao then glanced at the two anxious faced people with an imperceptible smile on his face and went on to reply: “Mm, they’re doing great. I came here today to visit Aunt Lan and…..”

He raised his eyes up to look at Mo Jing Yu, the smile at the end of his lips deepening slightly. “My future father-in-law.”

Those words quickly succeeded in turning Mo Jing Yu’s face to become dark as ink.

However, the delighted tinkle of the young lady’s laugh came to sound out from the other side. “Let me guess, could my father possibly be right beside you? Aren’t you afraid that he’ll hit you saying such things so freely?”