Chapter 144: The Place Where Huaijun Lived Since Childhood

Before kissing Sheng Ran, Huai Jun did struggle for a moment and——

He was afraid of offending his wife and making her feel rude.

But I am more afraid of losing her.

Sheng Ran could feel his hesitation and the warmth of his palm.

She opened her eyes, looked at the worry and cherishment in Huaijun's eyes, nodded gently, and said in a voice as light as a sigh: "I believe you..."

After getting the consent, Huai Jun dared to approach. He leaned down and kissed Sheng Ran's lips carefully.

The bright light of the spiritual spring water flowed along his lips and slowly into Sheng Ran's mouth, bringing with it a faint warmth, like a warm current, instantly flowing through her whole body.

The kiss was light, yet full of cherishment.

Huaijun was extremely careful in his movements, as if he was treating a rare treasure.

Huai Jun didn't let go of Sheng Ran until her breathing became steady.

His fingertips were still frozen beside her cheek, and even his breathing was trembling cautiously.

In that brief kiss just now, he was holding fragile glass, afraid that if he used too much force, he would hurt her, but also afraid that if he used too little force, he would not be able to convey the warmth of the spiritual spring enough.

At this moment, seeing the watery light in her eyes, her lips stained with a light pink, and her previously pale cheeks also showing a light red, his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down, but it was immediately pulled up again -

Is this red too light? Is the power of the spiritual spring not enough?

"Wife, are you... okay?" His voice was hoarse than before. His fingertips gently brushed the corners of her lips, as if to confirm that she was not feeling unwell. "If you are still tired, let's drink some more spiritual spring water."

Sheng Ran blinked, his warmth still lingering on her lips. The warmth of the spiritual spring flowed down her throat and circled around her limbs. The strength that seemed to have been drained away before slowly returned.

Seeing the tension in Huaijun's eyes, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth and said slowly: "I'm fine, I feel much better than before."

But Huaijun was still worried.

"Or... let's drink a little more." He tentatively discussed with Sheng Ran.

Sheng Ran was slow to understand what Huai Jun meant. Her ears felt hot and she couldn't help but avoid looking at him.

She didn't say anything, which was considered as her consent.

Huai Jun looked at the crystal white spring water gushing out from the cracks in the rocks, then looked at Sheng Ran's still pale lips, and scooped up another handful of spiritual spring water.

This time he didn't kiss her directly, but first held the spring water in his mouth to warm it, then gently held the back of Sheng Ran's neck, rested his forehead against hers, and slowly passed the spring water over to her.

The warm spring water mixed with his breath, and was even warmer than before.

Sheng Ran could clearly feel his fingertips trembling slightly, and even his breathing was trembling with nervousness. Her heart felt like it was soaked in warm water, soft and sweet.

She quietly reached out and put her arms around his waist, then let go and buried her face in his chest and rubbed it.

"...Thank you." She said softly.

Normally she uses her special energy to heal other beastly husbands, but this is the first time she has been healed by Huai Jun.

I really want to thank Huaijun.

She calmed down for a while, then raised her watery eyes and looked at Huai Jun timidly.

The skin around his ears was also slightly red, and he was looking at her with concern.

Sheng Ran was very familiar with this kind of eyes. Usually at home, Huai Jun never spoke much. He would just stand in the corner, doing things silently, or looking at her with such eager and caring eyes.

She actually really hoped that Huaijun could be bolder, more outgoing, and more confident in front of her.

He was never inferior to anyone.

"Huai Jun..." Sheng Ran whispered his name, her tone awkward but serious, "Thank you for leading me to the spiritual spring water, you are great."

"From now on, don't worry about having water-based abilities."

"Everyone has their own strengths, and different abilities should be used in different places. For example, during this crisis, if it weren't for you, I might have really become seriously ill."

She raised her hand and stroked Huaijun's handsome and delicate face. She had developed a habit of using this silent little gesture to express her love for any part of his face.

Sheng Ran spoke slowly and clearly, "Your water-based abilities can nourish me. From this perspective, it seems I can't live without you at all."

Huaijun's eyes gradually brightened because of her words. His wife told him clearly -

She needed him, he was valuable.

Such a great affirmation was unprecedented for Huai Jun. He couldn't help but tighten his arms around Sheng Ran and said, "My dear wife, I will always be by your side and protect you with all my strength."

Huaijun kissed her again. Compared to the last time, this kiss contained more love that could not be expressed in words.

This feeling was so turbulent that it was about to overflow, enveloping the two of them.

After crossing the spiritual spring three times, Sheng Ran's changes were finally visible to the naked eye.

Her cheeks, which were as gray as withered petals before, were now rosy with health, and even the tips of her ears were faintly red.

The lips are no longer bluish-white, but look like cherry blossom petals covered with morning dew, plump and fresh.

The fingertips hanging by her side also felt warm. She moved them gently, and a few tiny water plants quietly sprouted along her fingertips, stretching their tender green leaves in the water.

That was a sign that life was surging again within her.

"Wife!" Huai Jun exclaimed in surprise, and reached out to touch the water plants at her fingertips. The water plants actually entwined around his fingertips, as if in response.

He looked at the luster in Sheng Ran's eyes that had reappeared, which was brighter than the underwater light. The corners of his mouth could not help but rise, and he was sincerely happy for his wife, "You've finally recovered!"

Sheng Ran smiled and raised her hand, brushing the water plants around her.

The water plants that were barely surviving suddenly became lush and green the moment her fingertips passed over them, and tiny white flowers bloomed, swaying gently in the water.

She looked at Huaijun's joyful expression, her heart filled with tenderness: "It's all thanks to you."

"This is what I should do." Huai Jun smiled softly, with the tips of his ears slightly red.

He suddenly remembered something and took out a clay pot that he had prepared long ago from his arms.

He brought this with him specially before he set out, thinking that it might contain some spiritual spring water as a backup.

He carefully brought the pottery jar to the mouth of the spiritual spring, collected half of the crystal-white spring water, and then tightly plugged it with a wooden cork. He put it back in his arms like a treasure and said, "Take some back with you. In case you feel unwell again in the future, you can use it."

Sheng Ran felt warm in her heart as she looked at his serious expression.

She turned her head to look at the underwater world around her and gently pulled Huaijun's hand: "Do you miss home?"

Huaijun's expression froze for a moment, and then he smiled faintly, "Anywhere beside you is my home."

Sheng Ran didn't want to listen to his flowery words, and said seriously: "I mean, your hometown."

She knew that Huaijun had left the Deep Sea Tribe and gone to the mainland as a hostage, and he must not have been back for a long time.

A person who has been wandering outside, being neglected and bullied for so many years, must have looked towards the deep sea and missed his hometown on many lonely nights.

Huaijun didn't expect Sheng Ran to consider this aspect.

Surprise flashed in his eyes and he hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to nod or shake his head.

Sheng Ran suddenly said, "Since you got married, I haven't brought you back home yet."

She put her hand through Huaijun's fingers and held theirs tightly.

Sheng Ran looked at him, her eyes becoming gentle: "Can we stay in the place where you grew up for a while?"