With the treatment of this high-grade elixir, there is no trace left, not even a scar.
"Hanxi, there!"
Wang Feng entered the house holding a string of candied hawthorns, slowly extended it to Jiang Hanxi's lips, and gently poked them twice.
Jiang Hanxi sat cross-legged in the chair, having already withdrawn her energy the moment Wang Feng returned.
Why didn't you call me this time?
Jiang Hanxi seemed a little unhappy. She moved a little away from the string of candied hawthorns that was near her lips and asked a question with her red lips rising and falling.
"I was just watching you cultivate, wasn't I?"
"But Xiaolong wanted to eat, so I had to go out and buy some. Look, I'm back now, aren't I?"
Wang Feng noticed that Jiang Hanxi was starting to show some girlish temper, and he couldn't help but feel a little amused.
"Here, have some. I've tasted it, it's sweet. Don't be angry anymore, okay...?"
Wang Feng then handed Jiang Hanxi the candied hawthorn skewers placed in front of her and offered a comforting word.
"I'm not angry."
Jiang Hanxi retorted in a cool voice, glancing down at the candied hawthorn on her lips.
Then she raised her slender hand, her beautiful, jade-like fingers gently pinching the bamboo skewer.
She took a small bite, and Wang Feng hadn't lied to her; it was indeed sweet. She chewed it gently a couple of times.
"Next time... remember to call me."
Jiang Hanxi swallowed the sweet candied hawthorn in her mouth, and as if she had just remembered, she gave a word of advice.
"Okay, I'll definitely call you next time."
Wang Feng took out a string of candied hawthorns, stuffed it into Ha Di's mouth, and then pulled it out like he was feeding a pig.
A few candied hawthorns fell into Hadi's mouth, and Hadi happily munched on them.
"Xiao Long, this last one is for you."
Wang Feng looked at the half-eaten candied hawthorn in his hand and the last intact skewer, then handed the intact one to Xiao Long.
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