Chapter 79: Applying Medicine

◎Bruise◎

The scent of lily of the valley did not dissipate with the departure of Woman A. Luo Wusheng stood in the bathroom, closed his eyes, and let the shower head dispel the sweat and messy thoughts.

He suppressed his feelings for woman A, letting reason take over his consciousness. He picked up the scattered information again and pieced it together bit by bit in his brain.

Every frame of my time with Girl A flashed through my mind: the first meeting in the examination hall, the Star Demon Lord, the second meeting at the banquet, the holiday training, the military training team, until now.

His usually calm mind was inevitably disturbed by emotions, and he was caught in the emotional entanglement and unable to accurately judge the situation - the relationship between them.

It was the first time he fell in love with someone.

It doesn't matter the Alpha's gender.

When he thought of Shi Hanqiao, Luo Wusheng's suppressed emotions surged again, trying to fight against his clear mind and take the initiative in his body.

Is it just like?

The clear mind and the sinking emotions stopped entangled at the same time and fell into endless silence.

His emotional changes are the most obvious because he is deeply involved.

But comparing the beginning and now, girl A's attitude towards him has obviously changed, but he is too immersed in it to see clearly.

【I am me, and you are you.】

I like your eyes.

He once asked, 'Will you help me?'

Maybe

【You are you, no matter what choices you make.】

If you need me, I will help you.

【Nothing can surpass your own safety.】

【In this world, you are the best person. 】

Every word that Woman A had said echoed clearly in my ears.

The phoenix eyes suddenly opened, shining brightly in the water curtain, and the smile in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows filled the entire room with the rich aroma of Versilia.

A bystander sees more clearly than a participant.

Why didn't he think of that?!

Girl A's attitude when she was with him could be described as demanding.

Shi Hanqiao is not gentle at first, but she is gentle to him alone.

He was immersed in it, but didn't realize where this tenderness came from?

Why is she only nice to him?

She liked him, there was no doubt about that.

But this kind of love is not tainted with lust, it is more than friends but less than lovers.

She doesn't believe in love at all.

Everything seemed to have returned to the starting point. Luo Wusheng pinned her messy golden hair behind her back, her eyes were blank and her brows were slightly wrinkled.

No, something is definitely wrong.

His conductor's intuition made him recall more details repeatedly.

There must be some detail he missed.

The key to breaking the deadlock lies in the details.

【Would you like some more? 】

Luo Wusheng covered his lips, recalling the night when girl A took the initiative to give him blood.

[Once upon a time, there was a special dog. She was tied to a cage and her owner cut her flesh and bled her every day for research.]

I don't know the full story of Woman A's past, but from the fragmentary traces and her powerful strength, I can judge that she will not allow anyone to get close to her, let alone be hurt by others.

Whether fighting in the astral realm or in reality, she has never revealed her true strength, perhaps less than one tenth or one percent.

How could she not notice his actions? She was just letting him vent.

He also took the initiative to feed him with blood.

Her eyes were slightly open, filled with mist and water, and it was hard to tell whether it was the water flowing from the shower or the splashes from her tear glands.

The water droplets flowed down the corners of the eyes, across the side cheeks, and dripped from the chin to the left chest.

That place was grasped by a hand named Shi Hanqiao, and the heart felt sour, sweet, and complicated.

No, I can't continue to indulge in her silent tenderness.

Luo Wusheng turned the switch, and the warm water suddenly turned cold, dispersing the white mist in the room.

The cold water collided with the warm skin, causing the latter to shudder and blush sensitively.

Clear reason prevailed again, and various details led to a conclusion: she was allowing him to get closer, no matter the real distance or the invisible emotional distance.

But, she said.

Love, which can also be chosen by oneself, is also the most hypocritical and shallow relationship.

On the rooftop, he didn't know what Girl A did to make Luo Wei look so obsessed.

But her aversion to 'like' was visible to the naked eye.

This is the key.

She is not someone who cares about others, but why did she show obvious disgust when she told Luo Wei that she liked her?

According to her personality, she would just regard his poor performance as a fun way to pass the time and just watch it.

Luo Wusheng couldn't even feel a sense of crisis because of Luo Wei's poor acting, so how could it be worth her feeling emotional?

With her insight, how could she not see it?

Snap——

The water splashed into the corner of his eyes, and a light flashed in his mind.

His acting is terrible. If the mechas I dismantled were exchanged for star coins of equal value, his expression of love might be more genuine.

Luo Wusheng slapped the wall with his palm, steadying himself and suppressing his excitement.

It was because of Luo Wei's poor acting skills that girl A was so disgusted by the word "like" he said.

Luo Wusheng checked Luo Wei and found out that he was a well-known bounty hunter in the task forum.

Just as Girl A said, if Xiaoshan Gao's mecha parts were exchanged for star coins of equal value, the love he expressed for the star coins would be absolutely true.

Luo Wusheng suddenly looked up, and the light in his phoenix eyes rekindled.

Therefore, Woman A’s logic is not that she hates ‘liking’.

What she hates is false love!

Luo Wei's acting is poor. The focus is not on him saying "like", but on deception!

[However, every love or marriage I have seen is filled with ugly pain, struggle and hurt.]

Yes, Luo Wei used the guise of "liking" but what she saw was ugly deception, lies and interests.

Luo Wusheng lowered his eyes, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't avoid the reaction of Girl A.

Why is she emotional about this?

After recalling the details, he found that Woman A only spoke of the deceased, the mecha, and—

He pursed the corners of his lips, his eyes soft.

——And only when she faces him will she have emotional ups and downs.

Because I haven't seen it before.

She answered him why he thought love was the most hypocritical and shallow.

Wait, Luo Wusheng clenched his fists, and a bright light burst out in his phoenix eyes.

【Someone told me that love is a beautiful feeling. 】

He covered his mouth to stop himself from laughing.

There is unconcealable excitement in the slightly curved eyebrows.

He knew that he couldn't guess what Woman A was thinking with normal people's thoughts, but he didn't expect that the final outcome would be—

——I have gone through the darkest years and seen the dirtiest world, but I still believe that the purest feelings exist.

Luo Wusheng took a deep breath to calm down the shock he had received.

In fact, Shi Hanqiao is the same as him.

He had never thought about love before he met her.

To be more precise, it equates "love" with marriage and the exchange of interests.

After witnessing the terrible 'love' of parents, free love was defeated by the compatibility of pheromones.

The so-called "love" between Tan'an and Luo Ningyou, and the so-called "love" between Tan'an and Leia, in fact, is both love and not love.

Like most loves in the world, theirs are filled with too many complex factors such as interests, desires, animality, and human nature.

In today's interstellar empire, technology has advanced to the point where love has long lost its purest meaning. It can be desire, pheromone compatibility, or even a good match...

Apart from external influences, people's hearts are fickle and changeable. They may like this today and fall in love with that tomorrow.

It is still love, but it is too noisy and complicated. One heart can be shared with many people. These people have accompanied you through the past stages of your life, but they are not the only ones.

Who hasn't imagined a perfect relationship when they were young, where two people only have each other, are loyal to each other, and grow old together.

Luo Wusheng had imagined it, but he was very clear-headed, because the love he imagined did not exist in reality. It was a feeling that he did not even dare to hope for.

Because I haven't seen it before.

Shi Hanqiao's answer made him suddenly realize that he had never seen such an unwavering love.

A large amount of fragmented information fills people's time and stirs up restless minds. Starnet is the best place to observe.

Luo Wusheng's position meant that he was destined to be surrounded by intrigues and schemes. He had seen the evil in people's hearts, so how could he value the so-called "love"?

And the purest love is something that we cannot even hope for.

Luo Wusheng felt that Shi Hanqiao was just like him. Because they had never met, their ultimate logic was not to disbelieve in the existence of pure love.

But I don’t believe it will happen to me.

My mother's words came from deep in my memory.

I have completely accepted myself, and so I have regained my ability to love.

【But the person I want to love most is myself. 】

【You are the second person I love in this life. 】

【third,...】

[Shengsheng, Mom loves you.]

Luo Wusheng's chest heaved violently, and his clear mind often told him that he was in love with Shi Hanqiao.

Love brain, giving love, longing to be loved. From giving, you feel the sense of being needed, thus gaining the so-called sense of being needed, that is, the feeling of being loved.

But if you can’t even take good care of yourself, how can you love others?

【Nothing can surpass your own safety.】

The light in the bathroom was too bright and dazzling. Luo Wusheng covered his eyes. He dared to sink into depravity soberly only because of Shi Hanqiao's unlimited indulgence.

He underestimated his own vigilance and the message that woman A conveyed silently.

He also forgot that her behavior and logic could not be guessed in the normal way.

"She likes me."

Just as he was certain that the Demon Lord was her, but he had no evidence.

In fact, the evidence is everywhere, expressed in her actions, attitudes, and words.

However, the concept does not.

Because I haven't seen it before.

Luo Wusheng opened his eyes and looked down at his bruised body from losing five battles in the afternoon.

His teammates are not as gentle as Shi Hanqiao.

He said he would not let him off, but only gave him attacks that could be dodged.

After analyzing the behavioral logic of girl A, a determined light flashed in her eyes, and the teardrop mole at the end of her eyes sparkled.

Luo Wusheng calmed down and felt that there was nothing to worry about.

He turned off the water and took out the white bathrobe that highlighted the scars.

The enemy retreats and we advance.

If you don't advance now, when will you advance?

Luo Wusheng tied his belt loosely. After he was dressed neatly and tightly, he pulled his collar, revealing faint traces of bruises.

He closed his eyes, and Luo Wei's exaggerated expression appeared in his mind.

He sighed and thought, forget it, he might as well figure it out himself.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve figured out a lot of things, and my clear mind and emotions have merged.

Luo Wusheng no longer deliberately suppressed his feelings for woman A, but he did not fall into entanglement again.

The phoenix eyes opened, and the eyes were calm as usual.

Beneath the calmness lies a clear plan.

He took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door.

"What's going on?!" Woman A strode over and pulled open his bathrobe from his chest.

As he expected, the young man lowered the upturned corners of his lips and tried his best to control his facial expression without revealing any flaws.

He took the towel that Girl A had draped around her neck and shoulders and said nonchalantly, "We lost five games this afternoon."

As he spoke, he wiped his wet hair with a towel, and when he raised his hand, more bruises were revealed on his waist and abdomen.

Shi Hanqiao frowned as he looked at the young man's bruised body. The shocking scars completely obscured the beauty of the body when it was wrapped in clothes.

Woman A bent over and her fingertips touched purple marks.

It was hard for her to understand why others would cry in pain over a small scratch on their finger, but when she saw the scars on the young man's body, she couldn't help but ask, "Does it hurt?"

In addition to the pain caused by the bump, bruises usually only cause a sour pain when pressed hard. They will not hurt if they are not touched.

Moreover, this was a bruise left in battle, and judging by the normal level of injury for a cadet, it was about the same severity as a cut finger.

In Shi Hanqiao's eyes, only the situation of having one breath left is considered a serious injury, and the rest are nothing.

But when it comes to young people, it’s different.

"It doesn't hurt."

The young man lowered his eyes and looked at woman A who was leaning over for him.

"It does feel a bit itchy when you touch it."

The young man seemed to be ticklish and wanted to avoid the tingling feeling of his fingertips touching the sensitive area, but he accidentally bumped into the fingertips of girl A during the movement.

"hiss--"

A low and hoarse syllable reached his ears, and in his vision, his fingertips poked into the bruised, blue, and soft flesh. Shi Hanqiao paused, withdrew his hand and stood up straight, twisting the fingertips hanging at his side to dissipate the faint numbness.

"Do you have any medicine for the wound? If not, go to my room first."

There are many kinds of medicine in Girl A's room, which are prepared by the school for students of the Military Combat Department, but she doesn't need any of them.

Luo Wusheng's mind moved. He actually wanted to go to the women's room A, but he said, "There is a spray specifically for treating bruises."

The spray was specially made according to his constitution and infused with the juice of Versilia.

It works quickly, but...

"Then go to your room."

Shi Hanqiao picked the person up sideways and walked out.

The young man naturally put his hands around her neck, and his mentality changed, and the feeling was different too.

The blond head rested on the shoulder and neck of Woman A, looking up at the strong jawline with a steady gaze, only coming back to his senses once he entered the room.

"Where?" Shi Hanqiao put the person on the bed.

The young man pointed to a specific cabinet, suppressing his nervousness: "The top cabinet, the transparent bottle."

Woman A opened the cabinet and saw three neat rows of transparent bottles. She paused and said, "Are you often injured? Why do you have so many medicines?"

"I've never seen you use it before." She took two bottles of spray and walked back, one that was almost empty and one new one.

"The wounds are all under the clothes." The young man was stunned for a moment and took the almost empty bottle.

She doesn't help him apply medicine?

"There's nothing written on this bottle." Woman A picked up the brand new spray and looked at the bottle from left to right under the light.

Normal medicine bottles have labels with the main ingredients or uses indicated on them, but this bottle has nothing written on it.

!!!

Luo Wusheng held the spray tightly. The spray was custom-made and no label was engraved on the bottle.

Even with my heart clenched, his tone remained calm as usual: "It's specially made."

He casually said, "It's very effective. Spray it on the bruise and rub it vigorously for about thirty seconds, and the bruise will disappear."

"Then apply the medicine."

Shi Hanqiao walked to the bedside and sat down, only feeling relieved when he saw the bruises disappear with his own eyes.

And just now I saw bruises on the young man's shoulders and back, and I think it would be difficult for him to rub them away by himself.

......

This development is different from what he expected!

Luo Wusheng took a deep breath and lifted his right sleeve.

"That's right."

When the voice of female A came, the young man looked up expectantly. Did she see that he was in trouble and planned to help him?

Shi Hanqiao changed direction and sat next to him, pinching the back of his neck with his left hand to transmit mental power to him.

"Would this be better? After all, you're exhausted."

Luo Wusheng gritted his teeth and tried his best to nod calmly in response.

He pulled off the bottle cap, held the spray in his left hand, and sprayed it twice on the bruise on his right forearm.

The light orange liquid spilled onto the purple bruises, and the scent of Versilia flowers wafted through the air.

Shi Hanqiao sniffed and said, "It smells very similar to your pheromone, but your pheromone smells better."

There were two scents in the air, both of Versilia, but she could accurately tell which one was the pheromone scent of the young man.

Luo Wusheng's ears still blushed, but he replied, "The scent of lily of the valley is also very nice."

He likes it very much.

"Really?" Woman A raised her right hand and sniffed doubtfully, "I can't smell it."

Luo Wusheng handed the medicine bottle to Woman A and rubbed the bruises on his right arm with his left hand.

He turned to the person beside him curiously: "You've never smelled it once?"

"No."

Shi Hanqiao shook her head. Since she came to the interstellar space, she had never experienced the so-called smell of her own pheromones.

She remembered that the original owner's pheromone smelled of trumpet creeper.

"It's been more than thirty seconds." She lowered her eyes and watched the young man's movements, frowning slightly, looking at the bruises on his arms with displeasure.

The young man licked his lips and said calmly, "Maybe I'm too tired today. I usually separate team training and your individual training, but today they bumped into each other."

"But that's normal. Usually, it takes me a little longer to massage it, about a minute."

Half a minute later, the dark purple marks on the young man's arms became lighter, and the light orange spray liquid completely penetrated into the skin.

"Spray some more for me." He reached towards the right arm of Girl A, which was covered in a faint red mark. "It evaporated too quickly. It hasn't had time to completely disappear yet."

Shi Hanqiao sprayed the light red marks twice and stuffed both bottles of spray into the young man's left hand.

She released her hand that was pinching the back of his neck and looked up at the clock on the wall which pointed to ten o'clock: "If you keep doing this, you won't be able to finish it until the early morning."

After she finished speaking, she pinched the young man's elbow with her left hand and rubbed the light red mark with her right hand. The bruised red mark disappeared with the third rub, leaving only the light pink color of the fair skin that had been rubbed vigorously.

"You come."

There were two bruises on the right forearm. Woman A pointed to the second one and signaled the young man to spray medicine.

"hiss--"

The purple bruise became sore and swollen under the pressure of Woman A, and Luo Wusheng took a breath.

"Does it hurt?" Woman A reduced her strength, but it was obvious that the bruise had turned into a light-colored one after two strong rubs. After reducing the strength, she needed to rub a few more times before it slowly returned to normal.

"fine."

Physiological tears overflowed from her eyes, it really hurt.

He could have tolerated this level of behavior, but because the person next to him was woman A, he couldn't help it.

There were two bruises on the right upper arm. Woman A rolled up the young man's sleeves, but even after rolling them all the way up, the bruises were still not completely exposed.

She simply pulled down the collar of his bathrobe and took off half of the young man's clothes.

Luo Wusheng clenched the spray bottle, but said nothing, and even slightly turned sideways to facilitate Female A's movements.

The two sat side by side on the bed. Shi Hanqiao pushed the young man to sit up straighter, while she leaned against the head of the bed.

"Forget it, just move aside." She found that this posture was not suitable for rubbing the bruises on the back of her arm.

Luo Wusheng glanced at Girl A, who treated this place as her own room, and stood up silently according to her instructions.

Shi Hanqiao moved her position to sit in the middle, and placed a pillow behind her as a cushion. She adjusted herself to a comfortable position before pulling the young man over to sit sideways on her lap.

It's not considered crossing the line. We hugged like this on the sofa before.

The only difference is that the location has changed from the sofa to the bed.

"Here." Woman A pointed to the bruise on her right upper arm and signaled him to continue spraying the medicine.

The young man lowered his eyes to look at woman A, whose eyes were only covered with bruises. He raised his hand and casually sprayed his right upper arm twice, then looked away.

"Let me do it." Shi Hanqiao looked at the liquid medicine sprayed aside, took away the half bottle of spray in the young man's hand, and sprayed it twice at the bruise.

"hiss--"

The young man was completely unprepared, and even though he knew how painful it would be to rub out the bruises, he still gasped.

A sharp pain spread outward from the center of the bruise, followed by the feeling of warm palms pressing and kneading, and mental power came from the point of contact with the skin.

"Back first or rear first?"

While asking the question, Shi Hanqiao supported the young man's waist, made him face away from him, and transmitted his mental power through his palm, hoping that once the bruises on his back and left arm disappeared, he would be able to recover all his strength.

After all, if you say it in a positive way, friends of the opposite sex will feel embarrassed, right?

Considering the young man's feelings, she answered herself, "Let's do the back first."

Luo Wusheng controlled the strength with which he squeezed the bottle, fearing that it would be broken accidentally.

The mental power that woman A passed on to him was enough for him to recover most of his physical strength.

"Oh, there's none left." Shi Hanqiao shook the empty bottle, brought it to eye level, aimed at the trash can, and shot it in.

She walked around the young man and held out her hand to him: "Give me a new one."

Luo Wusheng lowered his eyes and looked at the hand that was extended to him like a hug. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and placed the bottle in the palm of Woman A.

The cold spray sprinkled on his right shoulder, and at the same time, the clothes on his left side were pulled down, and the exposed skin was in direct contact with the cold air over a large area. The young man couldn't help but shiver, and at the same time, the sudden sore pain in his shoulder made him unable to help but escape.

"Don't move."

Shi Hanqiao held his waist. The young man shrank back, and the medicine on his shoulder sockets flowed down his back.

The orange liquid slowly meandered along the white back muscles like a gurgling stream.

People who train will have muscles, but the muscles on young people are just right, neither too bloated nor too dull and thin.

Luo Wusheng leaned back following the force on his waist. When he felt a dull pain in his shoulder, he bit his lower lip to prevent himself from making a sound, but a few syllables of pain still emanated from him.

"Hiss, uh, ho—"

"Does it hurt?"

Shi Hanqiao wanted to use less force, but seeing the large bruises on his shoulders, he hardened his heart and increased the force.

“Ah—it hurts—”

Luo Wusheng's shoulders and neck were severely bruised after being hit by five good teammates. He finally couldn't help but scream out.

"Isn't your physique S-level? Why are you still so easily injured?"

Although Girl A does not think that S-level is very strong, she knows that in the eyes of most people in the interstellar world, S-level is already out of reach, and among military academy students, S-level is already very good.

Luo Wusheng frowned, trying to suppress the pain: "But they are 2S level."

Shi Han remained silent, his eyes falling on the light bruises on the young man's shoulders and neck, and he slowed down his strength.

That was the truth, she didn't want to hurt him when she fought him, but he would still get hurt when he fought others.

"Starting tomorrow, will you stop the individual combat training with your teammates?"

Woman A let go of his shoulders and neck, picked up the spray, and sprayed it seven or eight times on the bruises on his back.

The orange-yellow liquid made several flowers bloom on the purple back, and Woman A pressed her palm on it.

"Um--"

Luo Wusheng clutched the quilt tightly and leaned forward to try to avoid the wound on his back, but the force on his waist held him tightly, and he had no choice but to bury his head in the quilt.

In the past, he would pour the medicine into the bathtub and soak in it to repair the damage. This was his first time using this method. Who knew it would be so painful!

Maybe it was because Shi Hanqiao was here, so even though he could have endured this pain before, he would now show it in front of her.

"Relax a little, your body is too stiff."

Woman A locked the young man's shoulders with her left hand and pulled him up to make it easier for her to apply medicine to him.

The young man turned around and said to Woman A, who was concentrating on massaging the bruises on his back, "It hurts—"

The phoenix eyes seemed to be open and closed, with mist in the eyes, and small crystal water droplets on the eyelashes. The crimson corners of the eyes made the teardrop mole particularly obvious.

The hand that was massaging the bruise paused, and Shi Hanqiao licked his lips unconsciously, suddenly wanting to drink water.

The hand that was locking his shoulders loosened, and moved upwards to stroke his eyelids, the fingertips feeling wet.

Her hand slowly moved down, her left palm caressing the young man's right cheek, her wrist lightly resting on his lips that were spilling out a single syllable.

"hiss--"

Luo Wusheng opened his mouth and bit her wrist, tears of rationality welling up in the corners of his eyes. She increased her strength while he wasn't paying attention!

Right arm, right shoulder, right back, right waist...

The bruises disappeared with the scent of Versilia flowers and the warmth of woman A's palm, and her fair skin turned a faint pink after being pressed hard.

"Have you had enough bites? It's time to switch hands and bite."

Shi Hanqiao switched the spray from his right hand to his left.

Woman A took the spray with both hands, and the young man paused. It really looked like this, and she hugged him from behind.

He loosened his grip, but she didn't take her left hand back.

There was a circle of obvious teeth marks on the left wrist of woman A, which was caused by his biting, and a circle of crystal-clear water color.

Luo Wusheng's ears turned red and he took a wet tissue to destroy the body.

The wet tissue and the warmth of the lips and teeth are two extremes. Girl A, whose five senses are sharp but not sensitive, resisted the urge to turn her wrist to relieve the tingling and let the young man deal with the marks.

The wet wipes were cold, but as the young man moved, the coldness dissipated after it touched his skin.

Although it was in the blind spot, Woman A could feel through her wrist through a layer of wet wipes that the young man was pressing the teeth marks with his fingertips, trying to erase the traces he left.

Contrary to what Girl A thought, the young man did try to erase the traces, but when the wet wipes covered his teeth marks, he developed a secret desire again.

He wanted to leave his mark on her.

Luo Wusheng carefully wiped the inconspicuous marks with a wet wipe. He was not trying to destroy the marks.

Instead, he was suppressing the urge to bite again.

"Well, it won't be erased anytime soon."

Woman A pulled her hand back, crumpled the wipe into a ball and threw it into the trash can. Her right hand reached around his waist and moved towards his lips before she controlled his movements. "Are you still biting? You've got quite a few bruises on your left side."

Luo Wusheng's face flushed red. Fortunately, he had his back to girl A so she couldn't see his expression.

He opened his mouth to bite Haobai's wrist, but stopped himself before lowering his head and moving forward.

He stretched out his left hand, placed his palms together, pressed his fingertips against the back of her hand, and mentally prepared himself to bite his lower lip hard. "No!"

Woman A's right hand paused for a moment, then tightened and held the young man's hand again.

The spray fell from the left shoulder to the left waist, and then to the left arm after turning sideways.

The young man also changed his posture from facing away from girl A to sitting on her legs with his left side, waiting until the bruise on his left forearm was rubbed away and returned to its original state.

Woman A's right arm was wrapped around his back, and Luo Wusheng held her hand tightly, unwilling to give up the opportunity to get close to her.

His head rested on her shoulder, his chest rising and falling silently with his breathing. After the bruises completely disappeared, the effect of the medicine was also there.

A faint panting sound fell into the ears of woman A.

I don’t know if it was because the young man’s shocking bruises had faded and his skin had returned to its original color, or because the faint breathing of the person leaning on his shoulder disturbed his mind.

Shi Hanqiao let go of the hand that was rubbing the last bruise on the young man's left forearm as if he had been electrocuted.

Her eyes were lowered, her skin was as white as snow.

In the snowy world where the sky and the earth merge into one, two red plum trees stand proudly on the snow, their dark purple trunks stretching out and destroying the overall purity.

Shi Hanqiao continued to transmit mental power to the young man from the palms of their hands. He opened his lips but did not speak.

It was difficult to apply medicine on his arms and back, so she could help him, but on the front... she didn't continue spraying the medicine.

Friends of the same sex can get along without restraint, but friends of the opposite sex seem to need boundaries when getting along with each other.

Although the Demon Lord only sees the distinction between herself (the strong) and others (the weak), since she has determined that the young man is her only friend, she will still pay attention to the boundaries of human beings.

However, she herself doesn't like these boundaries.

But inexplicably, she chooses to restrain herself.

She doesn't want her friends to dislike it.

"You come up front by yourself?"

Shi Hanqiao sprayed seven or eight times on his waist and abdomen. The orange liquid gathered between the vertical and horizontal lines, swaying gently with the young man's breathing.

The porcelain-white light fell on the young man's upper body, and the medicine reflected a faint, hazy yellow glow.

The scent of Versilia filled the room, especially the bed.

Woman A released her right hand, but the hand holding hers did not loosen.

As he inhaled, the young man placed his left hand on the bruised abdominal muscle and did not let it go.

The slightly trembling hand slowly fell down, and the slender hand with distinct joints pressed against the bruise on the left side without much strength.

The liquid medicine evaporated and dissipated, and the dark purple bruises didn't even fade noticeably.

Woman A continued to spray the spot a few more times. "With your strength, even a bottle of medicine wouldn't even heal this bruise."

The young man looked up at her, his voice muffled and soft from the pain he felt before.

"But... it hurts." He seemed to be feeling infinitely aggrieved.

With her golden hair spread out behind her, Shi Hanqiao lowered her eyes to meet the watery phoenix eyes and sighed helplessly.

Normal humans will always avoid pain, especially when it comes to themselves.

She raised her arm around the young man, lifted him up, and pressed down hard with her left hand.

Her eyes suddenly widened, tears streaming down her cheeks, and her tense body struggled like a dying fish.

“Ugh—it hurts—”

Woman A lowered her voice and coaxed him nonchalantly, "It's okay, the bruises will go away soon."

Luo Wusheng hooked his hands around her neck and buried his face in her neck and shoulders, his body struggling and twisting in pain.

The sour pain mixed with the vigorous massage of the medicine gradually subsided, but because the bruise was particularly large, the initial pain was particularly strong and it took a long time.

The intense and sharp pain turned into soreness, and a tingling sensation spread around the edge of the bruise. The pain gradually subsided, and the burning sensation in Woman A's palm was transmitted through the muscles of her abdomen.

The young man raised his head and rested his chin on the shoulder of Woman A. He then tilted his head and rubbed his cheek against her shoulder. His breathing became increasingly disordered.

Shi Hanqiao held the young man's hand again with his right hand, and the transmission fluctuations of his mental power unconsciously increased.

The mermaid line rippled beneath her left palm, like breathing, a surge of heat between her closed hands. The dark purple bruises turned a light blue. She eased her grip, and the abdominal muscles beneath her palm weren't hard, but rather soft with strength.

As I rubbed it, the light blue color returned to its normal white color.

The hot palm and the soft touch were connected by the scent of Versilia. Neither of them spoke, and their breathing was particularly obvious in the quiet room.

A tingling sensation spread from the bruise and also reached the palm of the hand with the contact.

However, no one spoke first.

The porcelain-white light dazzled the young man and he squinted his eyes, thinking that he would have to change to a dim light when Girl A came next time.

He climbed onto her neck and buried his face in it, the scent of lily of the valley becoming increasingly stronger as he breathed.

The refreshing scent of lily of the valley strengthened his heart and calmed his mind. Luo Wusheng's brain was too clear, and his senses were infinitely magnified, so he couldn't help but lean on female A.

He clearly wanted to seduce her, but ended up falling down first. He let out a long breath, feeling depressed.

After the hot breath on his shoulders and neck, there was cool air with the scent of Versilia. Shi Hanqiao was stunned for a moment and let go of his hand.

The Secret of Purifying the Heart.

It runs automatically.

In the past, she would only actively practice the Qingxin Jue before showing signs of being possessed by a demon.

What is the situation now?

As Shi Hanqiao breathed in, the rich scent of Versilia rushed into his lungs, and his heart beat much faster than usual.

She picked up the spray and sprayed it on the last bruise on the young man's right abdomen, massaging it vigorously while practicing the Qingxin Jue.

"Okay, the bruise is gone."

She withdrew her hand from the light pink marks that appeared due to kneading, and her other hand, which was holding the young man, continued to supply him with mental power.

Luo Wusheng had recovered his strength long ago, but he still leaned lazily on Woman A, looking weak.

He acted well on purpose, and it wasn't pure acting. Instead, his upper body felt sore and weak under the force of woman A. Even after his body recovered its strength, he was still mentally exhausted.

The young man didn't say anything. Woman A, who always made others feel uncomfortable, wanted to move her shoulders but was afraid of disturbing him, so she didn't move in the end.

She rarely felt unnatural, but she didn't know why she felt unnatural.

Does this stem from the relationship between her and the young man?

Luo Wusheng is a patient hunter who will let his target gradually and slowly adapt to his closeness.

Boundaries are something that if you move them a little bit every day, you won't even notice the movement.

But as time goes by, when you look back, you will find that it has already invaded the other party's territory.

He moved his chin and rested it on Woman A's shoulder, looking closely at her perfect profile and slightly pursed lips.

Their palms were clasped together, and Woman A was strong enough that it wouldn't hurt him, but she also made her presence felt so that he couldn't ignore her.

Her lips, her hands.

Luo Wusheng felt a slight swelling on the back of his neck. He had been pressed by Female A so many times that he remembered her strength.

It's not too light or too heavy to hurt, but it's very present.

He took a deep breath, turned his head away from her, and calmed his disordered breathing.

With a glance, the phoenix pupils suddenly shrank.

"What's wrong with you here?!"

Woman A was wearing a black tank top, and her bathrobe was already loosely draped over her body, which became even looser as she struggled to restrain the young man.

Luo Wusheng shifted his gaze and noticed the large bruises on her back.

Bang--

He grabbed woman A and fell to the ground with his whole body weight, but she jumped out with the image of him turning around and landing on her back.

Luo Wusheng immediately stood up, and his hand around the neck of girl A moved down, with his fingertips about to touch the bruises on his body, which were even more terrifying than those on his body.

"Does it hurt?"

His breathing became lighter, and the largest bruise on his body was no more than a third of the size of her back.

His slender fingers didn't finally land on the bruises. He knew the pain and was afraid that she would feel pain too.

Shi Hanqiao was confused: "What?"

"You have a lot of bruises on your back!" Luo Wusheng's voice rose: "You don't know?!"

His finger accidentally poked the purple wing bone.

Feng's eyes immediately turned to woman A with apology, but she looked normal, without even a frown on her face.

"Really?" Woman A asked doubtfully, then patted the young man on the shoulder, "Get off me first."

Luo Wusheng came back to his senses, only to find that he was kneeling on both sides of the thighs of female A. He straightened his back due to excitement, and did not actually sit on her legs, but at this moment, facing her...

This terrible posture... The young man's brain suddenly went blank and heat rushed to his head.

The hunter accidentally kissed too much, and in the atmosphere filled with the fragrance of lily of the valley, he felt a little out of control and moved to the side of female A in a daze.

A large area of ​​bruises occupied the young man's vision again. He came to his senses, immediately got out of bed, and rummaged through the medical box. After rummaging through a bunch of medicine bottles, he picked up the entire medical box and walked back to the bed.

"Lie down, I'll apply medicine on you."

Luo Wusheng completely lost the desire to seduce Girl A. The injury on her back almost made his heart stop.

No matter how badly injured he was, he would apply medicine himself or drain his blood to feed himself. The Demon Lord refused, "No need, I don't feel anything."

Luo Wei wanted to apply medicine to her but was refused. However, that was when they first met. After that, her body was stained with blood again until the old man died.

Even if she was willing, the old man would not have the chance to apply medicine to her.

Luo Wusheng wanted to persuade her, but was worried about the injury on her back, so he reached out and pushed her, trying to make her lie down.

"Really."

Shi Hanqiao didn't feel any pain in her back. After experiencing the soul leaving her body, her body became closer to her original physical condition.

But seeing that the young man refused to let go and kept pushing her, she had no choice but to lie down.

The young man's fingers brushed across the bruises on his back. There was no slight sour feeling, but instead it was as soft as a feather and a little itchy.

Even if she applied medicine, she wouldn't feel anything, the Demon Lord thought helplessly.

Luo Wusheng gradually increased his strength, pressing the shocking purple bruises, but the lying woman A did not react at all.

The pain that should have belonged to girl A seemed to be transferred to his heart, causing it to throb with pain.

despair--

Shi Hanqiao grabbed the young man's wrist, which was supporting his side, and held it tightly, unconsciously increasing his strength.

She couldn't help but hold her breath and her mind went blank.

A drop of water fell on the wing bone on her left back.

Scorching, scalding.

Unknown emotions melted into the wing bones along with the tears and fell onto the beating heart.

【Author’s words】

Two pure love warriors~

Emotional interaction is so difficult~