late at night.
Mo Shisheng sat up again and circulated her qi, gathering all the remaining poison in her dantian. The dull pain in her chest instantly intensified, and her face suddenly turned pale. When she spat out a mouthful of foul blood, she was bent over and couldn't recover for a long time.
Just as she paused in that position and gently raised her head, her body seemed to lose its balance, and she fell to the ground.
Mo Shisheng subconsciously raised her hand to protect her face, but the expected pain did not come, and she did not suffer the consequences of falling and getting a bruised and swollen face. Mo Shisheng fell into a warm and firm embrace.
He carried a slight coolness, and his breath was refreshing and pleasant. Mo Shisheng smelled the familiar scent and gently gripped his collar.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her body. Her body trembled slightly, her face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat poured from her forehead.
Ming Beiya's eyes were icy cold. He carefully held Mo Shisheng's soft body in his arms and gently stood up. Watching her convulse in pain, Ming Beiya felt a pang of heartache that made it hard to breathe.
He placed Mo Shisheng on the bed, his large hand covering the girl's heart, a warm current slowly seeping into her.
His palm seemed to possess a touch of magic; the moment the warm current flowed in, the pain was gradually extricated from the body.
As the dull pain gradually disappeared, Mo Shisheng felt as if all her strength had been drained away. Her tense body relaxed, and her chest heaved violently.
"Feel sorry."
The man's voice was deep and hoarse.
Mo Shisheng was too weak to speak; she was covered in cold sweat and felt extremely uncomfortable. She slightly parted her lips and breathed out softly, shaking her head with a gentle curve.
Ming Beiya lay on his side next to the girl, one hand covering her chest, the other gently cradling her breasts, his dark eyes filled with tenderness.
Thin lips gently kissed the girl's pale, cold lips, one kiss after another, the pressure slow and tender, as if carrying an element of comfort.
"I'm late."
"It's not your fault..."
After resting for a while, Mo Shisheng gradually regained some strength and said softly, "It was my oversight."
She was right. Her vigilance at the time didn't work, and she even got poisoned. It was a complete miscalculation!
"This poison is extremely potent. It can penetrate the internal organs in less than four hours. Even if you are determined to guard against it, it is not easy."
Ming Beiya's eyes gradually darkened. This was poison from the Demon Realm. If there were no surprises, it should be the work of the fourth and ninth elders of Jiushan. Their methods were extremely despicable. Having learned about Mo Shisheng's appearance from Shi Youmi, they naturally wanted to direct all their resentment towards him onto Mo Shisheng.
At this moment, Ming Beiya no longer cared how Mo Shisheng had cured the poison. He gently held the girl's lips in his mouth, his movements tender yet domineering, full of lingering affection.
With a hint of barely perceptible tension and lingering fear, there was a joy of something lost and then regained...
Unconsciously, Ming Beiya's movements became more intense, and Mo Shisheng felt like she couldn't breathe. She gently pinched his waist.
Ming Beiya suddenly stopped, his thin lips only parted slightly, his nose touching Mo Shisheng's.
Looking down at the girl, whose originally pale face had become flushed from holding her breath, and whose pale lips had been kissed until they were as beautiful as blooming flowers, she was breathtakingly beautiful.
The girl was breathing heavily beside him. After a while, once she caught her breath, she glared at Ming Beiya with annoyance. "I'm lucky I didn't get poisoned, but I almost suffocated from your kiss!"
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