Chapter 148 Xuan'er's Apology
After Chi Lian left, Ning Wuxie's waist softened and she lay back on the bed.
He turned his head and looked at Xuan'er, who was lying next to him. Xuan'er's face was also ugly, a little gray, with dark circles under her eyes, and her lips were dry and cracked.
It looked like he was exhausted.
It's really crazy. How can the peach blossom venom glands be used so roughly?
It is not a refined magic weapon. It has reasonable control over the output and input. It is just a love poison generator.
Xuan'er had never used it before, so she just poured the spiritual power into it, and this would naturally happen...
Ning Wuxie looked at Xuan'er's tired but tired face and sighed in her heart, but she also felt a little distressed.
She must have really made up her mind this time to get it done at once and overthrow Ning Wuxie.
As a result, it was self-defeating.
Thinking of this, Ning Wuxie chuckled and let out a light laugh.
He fainted immediately, but Xuan'er was still able to move and rode on him.
I wonder if she will have that crazy memory after she wakes up...
Still unsure, Ning Wuxie sat up with her arms and gently lifted the quilt covering Xuan'er.
In an instant, Ning Wuxie's eyes were filled with moist white greasy brilliance, and her jade body lay horizontally.
At this time, Ning Wuxie's body no longer supported any biological instincts, and he could only look at Xuan'er with admiration.
It's so perfect, like a breathing work of art, like the most exquisite statues and paintings in the world.
Ning Wuxie couldn't help but stretched out a hand, caressed the graceful body, and pressed it into a flexible and rounded arc.
This hand slowly moved down and caressed all over his body.
It's not that Ning Wu is evil, at least, not entirely...
He was still unsure. Chi Lian said that both of them were lying on the ground in a state of confusion with their clothes on, and they could not be husband and wife.
But what if?
For this kind of thing, wouldn't it be better to take a bigger action...
Ning Wuxie observed Xuan'er's beautiful body, and there was indeed no trace of it.
But he also knows that whether there is a relationship between husband and wife depends not on these places, but...
This puts Ning Wuxie in trouble again. Is this a bit...
Forget it, wait until Xuan'er wakes up and ask her again.
Suddenly, Xuan'er turned over in her sleep. She seemed to be a little cold, and instinctively curled up and leaned towards Ning Wuxie.
Ning Wuxie covered the quilt again, lay down, hugged Xuan'er into her arms, and fell asleep again.
When he woke up again, he was awakened by the sound of pots and pans clinking gently in the house.
After sleeping for most of the day, my energy and energy were finally restored. After all, he is a cultivator and his resilience is not bad.
As soon as Ning Wuxie opened her eyes, she saw Xuan'er wearing regular clothes, standing in front of a small stove in the room, scooping something from the medicine pot on the stove into the bowl in her left hand.
The room was filled with a medicinal smell, and Ning Wuxie felt something was wrong as soon as she smelled it.
The medicinal materials in this pot must all be aphrodisiacs!
Ning Wuxie was startled and quickly sat up. Does Xuan'er still want to...?
"Xuan'er!" He shouted hurriedly. The peach blossom poison glands were still in Xuan'er's hands. She must not let her activate them again!
I really don’t have the life to do it again!
Ning Wuxie was anxious for a moment and forgot that Xuan'er was ladling hot soup into the bowl. Xuan'er was startled by the sound. She shook her left hand and the soup spilled on her hand.
"ah!"
She screamed, but immediately looked back at Ning Wuxie, then turned around and walked quickly, placing the medicine on the head of Ning Wuxie's bed.
"Brother, you wake up..."
Her voice was mixed with grievance, cowardice, and regret. Although her hand was burned, she didn't even look at it, but held it behind her back, as if she was afraid of being seen by Ning Wuxie.
Ning Wuxie immediately regretted calling her, immediately lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, pulling up Xuan'er's burned left hand.
Although she is also a cultivator, Xuan'er's body is still extremely delicate. At this moment, she was splashed with hot soup and has turned red.
Ning Wuxie only felt distressed, forgetting that she was not wearing any clothes, and that he had originally wanted to stop Xuan'er from seducing him again.
He pulled Xuan'er to the bathtub. There was water that Xuan'er had put in at noon. It was already cold now, and he immersed her red left hand in the water.
"Does it hurt?" He turned his head and asked, only to see Xuan'er staring at him blankly with her big eyes open.
"Ah, no, it doesn't hurt, it's okay..."
Xuan'er woke up from a dream and said quickly.
"You can't keep soaking in water for burns. Let's buy some plaster while I get dressed."
Ning Wuxie took out Xuan'er's left hand, blew it on it, and then stood up to get dressed.
As soon as she stood up, Ning Wuxie felt her thigh being hugged by Xuan'er.
He stopped and turned around, only to see Xuan'er kneeling on the ground, her head raised, her eyes filled with tears.
"Brother, don't you blame me?"
"What's your fault?" Ning Wuxie didn't react for a moment.
"It's my fault...for causing you to be like this." Xuan'er's face was tense, looking remorseful and remorseful.
Ning Wuxie suddenly realized that he was only thinking about Xuan'er's hand being burned, and he no longer cared much about what happened before.
He turned around, picked up Xuan'er and sat on the bed.
Xuan'er curled up in his arms, lowered her head and leaned on his shoulder, blinking her eyes and letting tears fall down drop by drop.
"Brother, I'm sorry. I was wrong. I'm really sorry..."
"I don't know what I was thinking at the time. I originally thought that I should take it slow, but when I saw my brother pouring spiritual power into it, I couldn't hold it back."
Xuan'er's voice was trembling, her eyes were wandering, she didn't dare to look at Ning Wuxie, she was extremely nervous.
"I'm sorry, brother, for costing you so much. After I woke up, I immediately went to Sister Mo Xin and asked for a lot of energy-replenishing herbs, but I still spilled them..."
"Brother, please don't blame Xuan'er. It's all because I'm too..."
Ning Wuxie put a finger on Xuan'er's lips and held her face.
It turns out that Xuan'er was not trying to continue to charm herself, but was giving herself medicine to replenish her energy.
Even though she burned her hand, she still thought about Ning Wuxie and worried that he would be angry and blame herself.
How could Ning Wuxie be angry? It's just that Xuan'er felt too regretful and felt sorry for Ning Wuxie.
Ning Wuxie said nothing, just lowered her head and kissed Xuan'er's lips.
Until her breathing gradually calmed down and her tears stopped pouring out, she hugged Ning Wuxie with her backhand.
Only then did Ning Wuxie let go of Xuan'er. Xuan'er's tongue was still exploring, and a glistening silk thread was pulled out from between their lips and teeth.
"Because of what? Because you love me too much?"
Ning Wuxie touched Xuan'er's face and asked.
"Yes, I like my brother very much..."
Xuan'er murmured softly and leaned against Ning Wuxie's chest.
Ning Wuxie sighed and hugged Xuan'er tighter.
Xuan'er suddenly spoke in a small voice:
"Brother, where are you..."
"I know, just leave it alone."
"But it looks so miserable."
"I know, help me find some clothes."