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Fortunately, it won't spoil if stored in a storage space.
She sat down at the vanity again, and as she patted the powder onto her face, she seemed to recall the past. The harshness in her eyes gradually softened, and she even showed a hint of girlish shyness.
Meanwhile, Pei Mianman was feeling uneasy in her room when suddenly the window creaked open. She turned around abruptly and saw a familiar figure.
"Ah Zu!" Pei Mianman was both surprised and delighted, and hurriedly ran over to welcome him in. "Why are you here? Master is still next door."
Zuan jumped in and gave her a big hug. Feeling the familiar pressure against his chest, he said with a grin, "Don't worry, she won't be back anytime soon."
His initial plan was to impersonate Wan Tongtian and write a letter to Master Huoling, but he later felt that was too malicious. If Master Huoling waited in the cold wind all night, her resentment would likely be enough to tear Wan Tongtian apart...
So instead, I wrote letters to both of them. The opportunity has been created for them; whether they can seize it depends on their fate.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "Did you write that letter?" Pei Mianman was not stupid, and quickly realized what was going on.
"Otherwise, how would we distract that light bulb?" Zuan said smugly, praising his own ingenuity.
"What exactly did you write that could distract my master?" Pei Mianman's big eyes were full of curiosity.
"Ahem, anyway, it's a good thing." Zu'an was too embarrassed to tell the truth. If she knew that he had tricked her master with something like this, she might get angry.
Seeing that she wanted to ask more questions, Zu'an quickly changed the subject: "You left the door open for me, Manman, you really are on the same wavelength as me."
In this world, defensive formations are set up around the residences of cultivators, making it quite difficult to sneak in without the owner's permission.
Pei Mianman blushed: "Pah, I just forgot to close the window, I didn't leave the door open for you on purpose."
"Let your brother examine you and see how well you're recovering," Zu'an said with a smile as he reached out his devilish hand towards her.
"Ugh~" Pei Mianman said "ugh," but there was no hint of annoyance in her tone. The two naturally snuggled together, talking about their longing after being apart and their joy at their unexpected reunion.
After a while, Zuan said, "Your injuries are healing too slowly, and the competition in the next few days will be dangerous. I will use my Primordial Qi to help you heal."
"No~" Pei Mianman blushed and ran away. The two of them had been together for so long, how could she not know what form his healing would take?
Zuan chuckled: "What do you mean by running to the bedside while saying no?"
Pei Mianman was extremely embarrassed. She grabbed a pillow from the side and chased him around the room, hitting him. However, as they hit each other, they couldn't help but roll into the quilt.
"You...didn't you say you were going to heal my wounds? Why are you...kissing me?" Pei Mianman's voice trembled slightly.
Zuan lifted his head from her embrace and said with a smile, "This is preparation for the healing."
"What a jerk, both annoying and lovable~" Pei Mianman's peach blossoms were dripping with moisture as she gently wrapped her arms around him and naturally began to cooperate with him.
The two, separated for so long, reunited like dry tinder igniting a raging fire, or like rain vapor that had been accumulating for too long, bursting forth completely with the slightest pull.
"Mmm~" With a sweet and cloying hum, Pei Mianman's skin flushed a charming peach color.
Zuan also used the Primordial Chaos Scripture to help her recover from her injuries, but this kind of healing would make the recipient's body many times more sensitive than usual.
Pei Mianman quickly crumbled, begging for mercy repeatedly, calling him "good brother." But she didn't understand that the more she pleaded, the more pleasing the man's ears were to her as a rallying cry.
As the two were healing their wounds, Zu An's expression suddenly changed. "Are you kidding me? It's always such a coincidence."
God, are you playing a joke on me?
"What's wrong?" Sensing his hesitation, Pei Mianman asked lazily.
But she soon learned that light footsteps were coming from outside, followed by a clear, cold voice: "Manman, it's me, Chuyan."
---【Today, due to an upgrade to the Zongheng author backend, I was unable to log in and therefore unable to update. It's unbelievable that I could finish writing something only to be unable to update it for other reasons...】
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