Chapter 16 The Big Cat is Jealous
Ji Li, dressed in black and with a pale face, appeared at the door, and the smell of blood came from him.
He seemed to have not expected that there would be someone in the living room. He was stunned for a moment, then slowly knelt down towards Jiang Wangyue.
Ji Li's action scared Jiang Wangyue, and she jumped up from the sofa.
Jiang Wangyue wanted to rush over to help the person up, but because he was too anxious, he tripped on the coffee table and fell to his knees with a thud.
The two of them knelt facing each other, just like a couple worshiping each other.
This blow caused Jiang Wangyue to show off the pain, and even her voice was trembling.
"Brother...can you get up?"
Ji Li's brain was a little slow due to excessive blood loss and before he could react, his body made the choice for him.
Looking at the two people helping each other to stand up, Lan Xue's hand paused in mid-air, then slowly retracted.
Jiang Wangyue didn't notice the change in Lan Xue's expression. She grabbed Ji Li's arm and felt something slippery in her hand.
She couldn't help but look down, and immediately saw dark red liquid covering her palms.
"Female Master," Lan Xue spoke softly, attracting Jiang Wangyue's attention.
He stepped forward and helped her sit down on the sofa, then gently rolled up his home pants and placed his warm palm on Jiang Wangyue's swollen knees.
"You should be more careful."
Jiang Wangyue wanted to pull Lan Xue's sleeve, but when he noticed the blood on his hands, he pulled back.
"Um... I'm fine, but Ji Li doesn't look well. How about you take him to treat his wound first?"
Lan Xue's lowered eyes flashed, and then she responded.
But before that, he took a towel and wiped off the blood belonging to Ji Li from Jiang Wangyue's hand.
In the basement, Lan Xue looked at Ji Li lying quietly in the treatment cabin with a calm expression. The words she said seemed to be concerned, but in fact they were full of sarcasm.
"To be able to injure you like this, it seems the opponent is very powerful. I just don't know how you will explain it to those old men in the House of Lords."
Ji Li didn't react at all, as if he didn't hear Lan Xue's sarcastic words.
Lan Xue leaned against the cold wall behind her, playing with her braids with one hand, and continued to talk to herself, "Although your race's special ability can delay the riot of mental power, it's almost time for you, right?"
"Ji Li, do you want to cooperate?"
Ji Li slowly opened his eyes and looked at Lan Xue with a cold gaze.
The latter raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his voice was low and gentle, but with a hint of coldness.
"Don't worry, I will definitely not do anything that will harm the Federation. I wouldn't dare to do that either."
Ji Li's hoarse voice sounded, and he asked calmly: "What are you going to do?"
Lan Xue stood up straight and slowly approached the treatment cabin. Then she leaned over slightly and placed her hand on the hatch of the treatment cabin. She said softly, "The female master soothed my spiritual sea last night."
When Ji Li heard his words, his pupils suddenly shrank.
C-level appeasing S-level?
Even if the person who said this was Lan Xue, Ji Li still found it unbelievable.
Lan Xue raised her index finger and made a shushing gesture, "Don't be impatient, listen to me——"
In the kitchen, amid the sound of running water, exclamations were heard from time to time.
Jiang Wangyue leaned against the sink, gritted her teeth and applied ice to her swollen knees.
It hurts so much.
The cool towel covered my knee, which relieved the pain a little.
Thinking of how most beastly husbands in this world would kneel down at the slightest provocation like Lan Xue and Ji Li, Jiang Wangyue couldn't help but sigh.
Technology is so advanced that voyages in space have become easy, so why do we still retain such feudal ideas?
How about she do a kneeling pose to promote it?
"The female master."
Hearing Lan Xue's voice, Jiang Wangyue looked up.
"How's Ji Li?"
Lan Xue took the towel from her hand and gently applied a cold compress to her knees, whispering, "The wounds on your body have healed, but—"
His words only made Jiang Wangyue's heart, which had just been relieved, suddenly rise again. If you have something to say, say it all in one breath, big brother!
"Ji Li's mental strength is a little unstable."
"I'll go see him."
Jiang Wangyue patted Lan Xue's shoulder, then rolled up his trouser legs and took two steps out of the kitchen, then suddenly stopped.
She looked back at Lan Xue a little embarrassedly, "Um, which room does Ji Li live in?"
Lan Xue's expression remained unchanged as she spoke softly, "The room at the end of the corridor on the second floor."
"OK."
Watching Jiang Wangyue step onto the stairs, Lan Xue suddenly clenched the wet towel in her hand.
Water droplets splashed, soaking his trouser legs and clothes.
Following the instructions given by Lan Xue, Jiang Wangyue found Ji Li's room.
The door to the room was slightly ajar, but she still knocked first.
"Enter."
Jiang Wangyue pushed the door open cautiously and walked in, subconsciously looking around the room.
The layout is similar to Lanxue's room, but there are very few things in it, making it look a bit empty and cold.
Ji Li was leaning against the window, calming down something. When he saw her come in, a hint of uneasiness flashed across his dark golden eyes.
“Click—”
Jiang Wangyue closed the door and walked towards Ji Li.
"Lan Xue said that your mental strength is a little unstable, so I came to take a look."
"Um……"
Jiang Wangyue walked up to Ji Li, leaned over slightly, and just as her slightly cool hand was placed on his forehead, he reflexively grabbed her wrist.
The same situation as that day instantly appeared in the minds of both of them. Ji Li felt like he was stabbed and quickly let go of his hand.
"sorry."
Jiang Wangyue blinked her eyes. Why should she apologize for no reason?
Ji Li pursed his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't control my strength that day and hurt you."
"Oh, you mean that? I forgot about it a long time ago."
Jiang Wangyue really didn't care too much about that matter. Seeing Ji Li's puzzled expression, she couldn't help but chuckle.
"Okay, be good, don't move."
Ji Li looked up at her, and a hint of light red quietly crept up on his ears, which were hidden under his black hair.
Immediately afterwards, Ji Li felt a spiritual power that did not belong to him, and it followed the white and slender finger and penetrated into the sea of consciousness.
The hand he had kept behind his back suddenly tightened.
Jiang Wangyue closed her eyes and carefully felt Ji Li's spiritual sea.
Unlike Yun Miao, Ji Li's spiritual sea was too dark. He couldn't see anything clearly.
Jiang Wangyue frowned and tried to drive her mental power to continue spreading deeper, but... her mental power was not enough.
Jiang Wangyue withdrew his hand with a pale face, feeling very unhappy.
This feeling of being shackled by limited mental strength is simply terrible.
Jiang Wangyue took a deep breath, told Ji Li to have a good rest, then turned around and walked away with a weak step.
The room became quiet again. Ji Li slowly opened his clenched left hand, revealing the silver-white ball inside.
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