The two stood quietly in the room, feeling each other's presence, a tender feeling slowly flowing in the air.
Just then, hurried footsteps sounded outside the room, and Xia Qi rushed in with Lin Yu. Seeing the scene before them, the two were stunned for a moment. Xia Qi reacted first, then coughed lightly.
Qin Luo and Xia Zihan quickly separated, a hint of embarrassment appearing on Qin Luo's face. Xia Zihan, her face flushed, hid behind Qin Luo, gently covering her face with her hands.
Xia Qi stood there, looking at Qin Luo and Xia Zihan, and couldn't help but shake his head in thought.
He had only been gone a short while when the two of them were already snuggling together again.
He remembered that Xiao Jiu used to dislike men touching her the most. You see, even her father had only held her when she was little, and since she grew up, they had basically never been very close.
Yet now, Qin Luo had Xiao Jiu nestled shyly in his arms. It seemed Xiao Jiu's feelings for him had reached a point of deep affection and even hatred. The emotions in her eyes and the slight blush on her cheeks all revealed that she had fallen deeply in love.
Thinking of this, he said with a hint of helplessness:
"You two, sigh!"
At this moment, Lin Yu, who was standing next to him, smiled and quickly smoothed things over, saying:
"Brother Xia, young people are naturally good friends, there's no need to be too restrained."
Then, looking at Qin Luo, who was awkwardly scratching his head, he smiled slightly:
"But Brother Qin, let's get down to business. I'm very interested in the alchemist you mentioned. Could you introduce me to him?"
Qin Luo pondered for a moment, his mind racing, before saying:
"Brother Lin, this alchemist is a bit aloof and doesn't like being disturbed. I don't know if she'll agree. How about I go and ask her for you tomorrow?"
Lin Yu frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said:
"Alright, then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Qin. But this matter is indeed urgent, so I hope you can expedite it."
Qin Luo nodded.
"Don't worry, Brother Lin, I'll go and inquire for you first thing tomorrow morning."
Xia Qi watched the conversation between the two, a sense of anticipation rising within him. If this move could gain the support of the Lin family, it would greatly help their current situation.
Afterwards, Lin Yu and Xia Qi exchanged a glance and prepared to leave the room.
Before leaving, Lin Yu glanced kindly at Qin Luo and Xia Zihan, and teased with a smile, "Well, Brother Qin, you two continue, haha."
The next moment, he saw Xia Qi, who was walking in front, staring at him with a dark expression. He gave a helpless bitter smile and obediently returned to his cubicle.
Upon hearing this, Xia Zihan, ashamed, hid behind Qin Luo like an ostrich, not daring to look up. Qin Luo also smiled awkwardly.
After Lin Yu and Xia Qi left, the room became quiet.
Qin Luo gently patted Xia Zihan's shoulder and said tenderly:
"Zihan, don't be shy. They're already gone."
Xia Zihan raised her head slightly, blushing, and said, "It's all your fault, you made them laugh at us."
Qin Luo inwardly complained, thinking it wasn't entirely his fault, but he dared not say it aloud and could only try to appease Xia Zihan:
"Okay, it's my fault. I'll be more careful next time."
After Qin Luo's heart-wrenching words of comfort, she finally calmed down.
Looking at Xia Zihan in his arms, Qin Luo's thoughts were already far away, thinking about how to arrange for Yi Ting to bring her to Xia Zihan without any mishaps tomorrow.
Moreover, she had to be careful not to reveal any crucial information. Thinking about this, Qin Luo's head suddenly started spinning.
His brows furrowed as he began to carefully consider all the possible scenarios in his mind.
Time slipped away quietly as Qin Luo pondered. As the first rays of dawn pierced the darkness of night, the first light of day gently fell upon the earth.
In front of the shop, Xia Zihan gently straightened Qin Luo's clothes.
"Qin Luo, be careful on the road."
After a moment's hesitation, still somewhat uneasy, he said:
"And come back soon. I..."
Before she could finish speaking, Qin Luo reached out and gently took her hand.
"Don't worry, Zihan, I'll be back as soon as possible."
After saying that, Qin Luo transformed into a purple streak of light and flew towards the horizon, leaving Xia Zihan with a lingering sense of reluctance. However, after flying for only a few dozen miles, Qin Luo glanced behind him, then quickly concealed his presence and sped towards a secluded spot within the town.
......
At the same time, Yi Ting sat blankly in the room, supporting her gentle profile with one hand, sighs coming from her mouth from time to time.
The book "The Way of Tea" had been placed under the corner of the table, as if it had been forgotten. Yi Ting stared blankly at the doorway, her thoughts tangled like a mess in her mind.
"It's been half a month, why hasn't Master come to visit me yet? Has he forgotten that he has a good disciple waiting for him?"
Yiting muttered to herself, her sense of loss growing stronger.
She tried to go out and search, but whenever she went out, she didn't know where her master had gone. She could only wander aimlessly around the house, and each time she returned to the cold and desolate room in disappointment after her fruitless search.
Her longing and anxiety left her with no energy to cultivate, and she had already finished refining all the medicinal herbs. So, besides thinking about Qin Luo all day, she just paced back and forth in her room.
Just when Yiting thought today was another hopeless day, the long-unheard door suddenly creaked open.
In an instant, Yiting reflexively looked up, and when she saw the person she had been longing for, tears welled up in her eyes.
"master!"
As soon as Qin Luo opened the door, he saw a figure rushing towards him like a swallow returning to its nest.
Yi Ting hugged Qin Luo tightly, and the force of the impact made Qin Luo take a step back, making him sigh in his heart that people are indeed different.
At this moment, Yi Ting was still wearing the small-sized robe that Qin Luo had given her, which perfectly accentuated her exquisite figure.
At this moment, Yi Ting was tightly hugging Qin Luo's waist, the force so strong that he could clearly feel the softness and warmth of her body. Her full breasts pressed tightly against Qin Luo's chest, rising and falling gently with her sobs, carrying a captivating rhythm.
Qin Luo was slightly taken aback by her actions, his body instantly stiffening. The faint, delicate fragrance of mugwort lingered in his nostrils, making his heart beat faster.
Yi Ting seemed oblivious to Qin Luo's unusual behavior; she simply held him tightly, as if he would disappear again if she let go.
"Master, I thought you didn't want Yiting anymore..."
The sound of crying echoed in the room, mixed with lingering fear and deep resentment.
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