There seemed to be a certain idea germinating in his heart. Pei Ji never understood the secret, so he continued to watch it.

As a result, the plot later was even stranger.

[The valley opened gently, and the gurgling water was fragrant, like ice springs, falling flowers, and the chirping of orioles.

Zhen Xiao suddenly stopped and smiled lightly: "Beg me, and I will give it to you."

Her eyes suddenly turned red: "Master... Even if you get my body, you will never get my heart!"]

What does "even if you get my body, you will never get my heart" mean?

Cheng Ying's tone was vague, and he chuckled: "That's right, well, the heroine was used as a tool for sword practice by Zhen Xiao Sword Master, who forced her to practice sword with him in the valley. But she was unwilling to be just a sparring partner for the rest of her life - she has high ambitions."

Pei Ji didn't say anything, and continued to look down.

The candy in his mouth was crushed by the crunch, and the sweet fragrance filled the air, mixed with a little bit of the sour taste of orange.

He was inexperienced and devoted himself to sword practice. Although he occasionally heard about the affairs of men and women, he didn't know the way. Therefore, the subsequent plot, in Pei Ji's eyes, became:

[Zhen Xiao lowered his head and kissed her vagina, and his penis drove straight in, causing a burst of excitement. In an instant, an electric current surged, and both of them were excited. ］

Then it went on to [Zhen Xiao 口 口 口 口 口, she 口 口, 口 口 口 口 口 口. ]

This time Chengying couldn't continue to talk nonsense at all.

Author, why are you writing so explicitly? You're corrupting the children, don't you know?

Pei Ji:...

Even if he is just a primary school student or a chicken shell, he should understand what kind of book this is.

So when Chengying heard his words of discussion, he kept his mouth shut for a long time for the first time in his life, and soon after, he suddenly burst into laughter.

So when Ningning was reading a book and found that he woke up, her face suddenly turned red.

"Ha, ha."

Chengying laughed twice incomparably sadly: "Don't read it, Pei Xiaoji, be obedient."

But Pei Ji couldn't hear any sound of it at all. His mind was blank and he was extremely confused.

Since the content of this book is like this, then the "rain-beating and wind-blowing swordsmanship" that Ningning and the others talked about last night must have been nonsense to deceive the inexperienced Qin Chuan.

But he foolishly told her seriously that they would learn this swordsmanship together after learning it.

...What did he say?

What did Ningning answer at that time?

We will learn if we are destined to.

The flush spread from the ears to the cheeks. The boy, who always had a cold face, was speechless, his heart was pounding, and his breathing was chaotic.

His bandaged fingers tightly grasped the pages of the book, and the snow-white bandages were faintly stained with a light blood color. He heard Chengying's voice: "Look at it more openly, that, this, um... Ningning knows everything, you are still young."

They are obviously about the same age.

Pei Ji gritted his teeth, and the panic and embarrassment in his eyes were covered by a deep and fierce look. He asked him in a deep voice: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Chengying answered irrelevantly, and his tone was floating to the sky, and he said something irrelevant: "The weather is good today, and the wind is really noisy. Are you sleepy? I am a little sleepy."

Then he ran away completely, without leaving any sound.

Pei Ji was upset and confused. Suddenly, he heard a strange male voice outside the door: "Miss Ningning, are you here to see your junior brother again?"

Then Ningning let out a long "huh".

Perhaps thinking that he might hear her, she added at the end: "I just passed by and came to see him."

The footsteps getting closer and closer were like a death spell. The young man pursed his lips and quickly hid "365 Days with Zhenxiao Sword Master" under the quilt.

When he looked up, he saw Ningning.

Pei Ji was seriously injured and should lie on the bed to rest. Seeing him awake, Ning Ning was a little surprised: "What are you doing sitting on the bed? Be careful that the wound will open again."

After a pause, she took out a small light blue porcelain bottle from the storage bag: "Master and the others are here. After discussing the affairs of the demon world with the young city lord, they will come to the clinic to see you. Here, this is the Ningxian Jade Dew given to you by the headmaster. It is very useful for healing and restoring spiritual power."

Pei Ji lowered his eyes and did not look at her. When he took the porcelain bottle from Ning Ning's hand, he found that she did not let go.

The two held the bottle at the same time, one finger above and one below, a few millimeters apart. It seemed that he could vaguely feel the warm heat flowing from the girl's body, touching his cold skin bit by bit.

His ears were still red, and he raised his obsidian eyes.

Then he saw Ningning lowering her head and leaning closer to him, staring at his face which was as bright as the sunset: "Your face is so red, do you have a fever?"

Ningning looked very beautiful.

Unlike many female cultivators in the cultivation world, she did not have too much extraordinary temperament. If you were to say that she was "like a banished fairy", it would naturally be far from her.

Her beauty was tainted with some spiritual energy from the fireworks of the world. Her round almond eyes were full of autumn water, and they were always shining. When she smiled slightly, two small dimples would appear on her porcelain-white face.

It seemed to be within reach, yet it was like a soft cloud, floating lightly in the sky.

And at this moment, she was looking at him without blinking.

Before Pei Ji could speak, a small hand wrapped in heat gently covered his forehead.

As if startled by the scalding temperature, Ning Ning slightly widened her eyes: "It's so hot. Why do you have a fever?"

Pei Ji was choked.

This was not the case at all.

She knew nothing.

"I'll call a doctor for you. Did you kick off the quilt in your sleep? You are so old, and still--"

She was suddenly stunned as she spoke, as if she finally remembered something she had forgotten, and turned her head stiffly.

The table was empty, and there was no trace of "365 Days with Zhenxiao Sword Master".

Ning Ning's breathing stagnated.

No way. No way.

That book...could it be that Pei Ji took it?

"The book I left in the clinic——"

Her voice was much weaker, with an uncertain and tentative tone: "Do you know where he went?"

Pei Ji did not answer immediately. He turned his head expressionlessly and stared at the wall beside him. He wanted to wait for the hot flush on his face to fade away, but when he thought of the book, his face became hotter and hotter uncontrollably.

After a long while, he replied hoarsely: "People come and go in the clinic, maybe someone took it away."

Although it was indeed a social death for the indescribable novel to be taken away by a stranger, Ning Ning still breathed a sigh of relief.

Great! Long live God! As long as the book was not taken away by Pei Ji, everything would be fine!

She really couldn't imagine what would happen if Pei Ji, this egg shell, read the book. Her "fated exchange" that night was just to ease the embarrassment, but from his perspective, it always sounded a bit ambiguous.

She wanted to say something, but saw the young man who was originally sitting on the bed suddenly lie down and wrap his body tightly with the quilt.

Pei Ji's face was still very red, especially his skin was as cold and white as cold jade, which made the red color particularly abrupt and impossible to hide.

Noticing Ning Ning's gaze, his ears became hot again, and he had to pull the quilt up without saying a word, directly covering his head.

"Don't bother, senior sister."

Pei Ji's tone was hard, and his voice sounded muffled in the quilt, which actually had a bit of cuteness: "I can take care of this minor illness myself, you can go somewhere else, don't worry about it."

This ungrateful little bastard.

She tried her best to buy him candies and came to the clinic to see him from time to time, but he did not hesitate to order her to leave.

Ning Ning curled her lips, glanced at the neatly arranged packaging papers at the head of the bed, and asked casually: "Have you eaten all of them? How do these candies taste? Do you like them?"

Pei Ji, who was hiding in the quilt, did not move and was silent for a long time.

Then he used a somewhat awkward tone and hesitantly whispered: "...I like it."