Ningning rolled over comfortably on the bed, changing from lying flat on her back to lying prone.
She had had several long and confusing dreams, and when she woke up, she couldn't remember anything. She just felt her brain was empty and refreshed.
The abundant spiritual energy swirled around the sea of consciousness like a gurgling mountain spring, occasionally giving it a slight pull, bringing out fragmented memories like movie clips.
Wait, spiritual power.
Ningning closed her eyes and thought vaguely, didn't she use up all her spiritual energy before? What happened in the Demon Refining Tower?
Oh, she ate half of the Lingshu Immortal Grass and entered Pei Ji's inner demon.
My thoughts got stuck here.
The endless blackness and the shadow of the young man standing in the darkness emerged in her mind. Ningning remembered walking towards him step by step, and then -
Pei Ji's lips are soft.
This thought suddenly popped up in my head, and my chaotic consciousness instantly became clear.
Ningning felt a heat spreading from the soles of her feet to all parts of her body, and the blood in her heart became boiling hot, bubbling.
No, that won’t happen.
She, she, she and Pei Ji are close——
Ningning suddenly opened her eyes and stopped thinking.
Ningning curled herself up like a shriveled dead fish and rolled stiffly to the edge of the bed.
She moved carelessly and almost fell off the bed. Fortunately, a hand suddenly reached out from her side and gently pressed on Ningning's shoulder.
It was the right hand of a young man, with five slender fingers, distinct joints, light pink nails, and a dark scar visible on the back of his hand.
After rolling around just now, the entire quilt was wrapped around her, leaving only her messy head exposed. Ningning looked up blankly and met a pair of dark eyes directly.
Pei Ji sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her with his eyes downcast. His Adam's apple moved silently, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.
The tightly pursed lips seemed to open.
In the last memory, Pei Ji stood in the dead silence and darkness, kissing her earlobes and collarbone with it.
Ningning: ...
The heat in my ears was heavier than before.
Remaining sanity: 50 percent.
Ningning shifted her gaze away from his thin lips, tried to keep a straight face, and shrank her whole body into the quilt, leaving only her eyes darting around, pretending to be calm.
It's over.
Whenever she saw Pei Ji, her heart immediately started to move like an electric motor, beating rapidly throughout her chest, as if it would jump out in the next second.
She hoped he wouldn’t notice the blush on her face, otherwise Ningning would be ashamed to death.
“…Are you feeling better?”
Pei Ji saw her dodging and hastily lowered his eyelashes. From Ning Ning's angle of looking up, he could see a shadow floating in her black eyes.
He paused, and showed a somewhat panic-stricken look, deliberately lowering his voice: "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"
Ning Ning told the truth: "Much better."
In fact, Pei Ji seems to be in worse condition than her now.
Her body was full of spiritual energy and she had no obvious external injuries. She must have been well nursed back to health. When she woke up from her sleep, she looked no different from waking up lazily on any other day.
But Pei Ji is completely different.
He was wearing white clothes, which was rare. His black hair hung down, making his face look pale. There was a thin layer of ink under his eyes, dyeing them dark as if he had not had rest for a long time.
At a glance, he seemed to be the one more suitable to lie on the bed.
Ning Ning considered her words for a while, rubbed the quilt with her nose, and asked him in a low voice: "How is your injury?"
Pei Ji pursed his lips slightly, then replied softly: "It's okay. I just have superficial injuries, just apply some medicine."
"Come on, you call those 'skin injuries'?"
Thinking of the deep bite marks and scratches on his body from the beast tide, Chengying just wanted to give this useless boy a beating: "At times like this, you should just act like a spoiled brat and beg for a hug, okay? Why don't you talk about your own misery, but instead make it so lightly!"
The more it thought about it, the more aggrieved it felt. It simply lay down and jumped around: "I won't give in! Why don't you tell the truth!"
Pei Ji ignored it with a cold face.
Ning Ning couldn't hear its voice, so naturally she couldn't respond, so she continued with Pei Ji's words: "You haven't been here for a long time, have you?"
Bingo!
There was a hint of sarcasm in this question. Even if Pei Ji hadn't been waiting by the bed all the time, it wouldn't seem like she was being too self-indulgent and she couldn't fool him with a joke.
Thanks for the charm of the Chinese language!
"Yes, yes, yes! This brat hasn't slept for three days and two nights!"
Chengying regained his spirits and shouted righteously, "She didn't even go to Baicaotang or take a medicinal bath. She just did a simple bandage and came here. She's like a husband-waiting rock. If she doesn't move, she'll get moldy. Pei Ji, tell me the truth!"
Pei Ji: "Just a moment."
Chengying was so angry that he vomited milk.
Although Pei Ji's words were unclear, Ning Ning already knew the answer from the obvious dark spot.
In other words, for a long time, those beautiful and deep peach blossom eyes were fixed on her face.
But she was totally unaware of everything——
And so on and so forth.
At that time, she... wouldn't snore or grind her teeth.
Ningning's expression froze, and her thoughts raced in a strange direction.
She had just woken up from a dream, so her hair must have been a mess. He saw her twisting and turning in the quilt like a bug.
Remaining sanity: 30 percent.
Ning Ning's heart skipped a beat and she took a deep breath. "Did I snore or drool when I was asleep?"
Pei Ji was stunned and shook his head.
She subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but still asked him with a little uncertainty: "Then, then I shouldn't have said anything...weird dream talk, right?"
Still shaking his head.
Ningning said "Oh".
It was so strange. She was extremely nervous from beginning to end because of the incident in her inner demon, but Pei Ji didn't seem to care. Both his expression and tone were no different from usual.
It was clearly him who said without explanation -
Ningning couldn't help but be slightly stunned when she thought of this.
It was he who leaned over and kissed her, and it was also him who admitted that he "liked" her, but she just kept pressing on teasingly and asked "Do you like me?"
From beginning to end, she never expressed her feelings clearly. Now that she woke up from the dream, she refused to mention what happened at that time.
She's just like a scumbag who flirts with him in every way but plays dumb when he responds.
In fact, if you look closely, Pei Ji's ears seem to have been slightly red all the time.
He was waiting for her response.
...No.
Ningning huddled herself tighter. She would blush even when looking at Pei Ji. If she said "I like you" to his face, her heart would explode and she would die.
So where did she get the courage to be so fierce at that time? There is absolutely no way out for her at this moment, so annoying!
"The trial of the Ten Dharma Conference has ended. The results will be announced at the Luan City Lord's Mansion tomorrow."
Pei Ji couldn't guess the confusion in her heart, so he lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The elders of Baicao Hall have healed you together. You should be fine now. You can--"
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw the little girl curled up in the quilt sit up straight up from the bed.
Ningning seemed to feel uncomfortable with the posture of twisting her body to look at him. She frowned, turned her whole body around, and knelt on the bed facing him.
Pei Ji was much taller than her, but as he was sitting on a low wooden stool beside the bed, he had to slightly raise his head to meet Ning Ning's eyes.
One is tall and the other is short, and the height difference between the two suddenly reversed at this moment.
"Pei Ji."
She didn't know what she was thinking. She knelt forward and got closer to him: "...Come here."
So the black-haired young man in white looked up as he was told, and against the sunlight outside the window, he caught sight of her slender outline in the halo.
Every strand of hair was tinged with the midday light, and between the flickering light spots, the fine white hairs on the girl's cheeks could be clearly seen.
Ningning lowered her head, while Pei Ji looked up at her with an almost submissive attitude, waiting blankly for her next move.
He saw her blink.
Then without any warning, it got closer and closer to him.
His heartbeat quickened suddenly at this moment. The boy, who usually kept his emotions expressionless, suddenly stopped breathing and his pupils shrank.
Ningning's lips were nourished by the spiritual energy and were incredibly soft. They covered his dry and cold thin lips and seemed to tremble slightly.
It is difficult to describe the feeling at that moment. The soft flesh covering his lips sank inwards with just the slightest touch, and the scent of gardenia mixed with a faint medicinal aroma enveloped him completely.
The kiss, led by her, came and went quickly, and Ningning soon sat up straight.
She seemed to want to look him straight in the eye, but when their eyes met, she hastily lowered her head and her legs moved together restlessly: "This is a response."
Pei Ji still raised his eyes and listened to her hesitant words, which became lower and lower: "It means, I, I like you too..."
The room was quiet for a moment.
"Pei Xiaoji, what are you standing there for! Go ahead and kiss her! Kiss her hard! Didn't you specifically ask me how to kiss?"
Chengying consciously covered his eyes, rolled around in his sea of consciousness, and shouted frantically: "Use your tongue to flick her lips, quick!"
Pei Ji didn't move.
——How could Pei Ji not move!
Ningning didn't get a response from him, her mind was in a mess, and the villain in her heart was vomiting blood like crazy.
She was ready for something more exciting, but he didn't say anything.
Ningning suppressed her wildly beating heart, and her eyes moved around, finally returning to Pei Ji.
He was actually looking at her intently.
She had never seen such a look in Pei Ji's eyes, filled with dark tides that were about to overflow, staring into her eyes without blinking.
No one can resist such a look.
Ningning felt a sense of emptiness in her heart, and then her whole heart stopped.
——The corners of Pei Ji's narrow eyes slowly turned up, the frost in his eyes faded away, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He blinked lightly, causing her chest to tremble violently.
Looking down further, you can see the thin lips that she had kissed.
The boy's lips were no longer pale and dry as before. For some reason, they were now shimmering and tinged with a soft pink color.
Very beautiful, and a little bit sexy.
She seemed to understand.
The reason why Pei Ji didn't move was that after she touched him lightly, he used the tip of his tongue... to lick the place where he was kissed.
Remaining sanity: 10 percent.
Ningning felt like she was about to die.
Why does he have to do such little tricks? Is he stupid?
Compared to the direct counterattack she had imagined, Pei Ji's move actually made her even more uneasy.
Once they stopped talking, the house became too quiet. The sunlight from the window quietly flowed in, making everything restless. Ningning inexplicably felt a sense of danger.
She decided to say something to ease the surging ambiguity, and was about to talk some nonsense when she suddenly smelled a bloody smell coming from Pei Ji.
He had been injured in the beast tide before, and before he had time to receive treatment, he got into a fight with the black dragon again. Now blood was oozing out, and it must be that the wound had split.
Ning Ning's heart moved, and she said softly: "Didn't you heal your wounds well?"
She frowned as she spoke, and almost subconsciously reached out and pulled down the collar of his neck. As expected, she saw a streak of blood on the bandage.
Ningning pursed her lips and used her fingertips to continue brushing the white clothes down.
Pei Ji's body froze, but he did not refuse.
His shirt was slowly slipped off his shoulders, and the blood stains gradually became invisible.
Ningning was originally looking at him with annoyance and heartache, but her eyes unexpectedly met the light pink color on Pei Ji's cold white skin, and only then did she realize something was wrong.
Although she had applied medicine to Pei Ji before, it was always the latter who took off his shirt on his own initiative, revealing his upper body without reservation.
But now it's completely different.
He had been holding the clothes properly, but they were knocked aside by her fingertips. The snow-white clothes slipped off silently, slowly revealing the boy's jade-like neck and shoulders. A few strands of scattered black hair hung on his shoulders, making his appearance even more obvious.
Ningning glanced and could see Pei Ji's Adam's apple rolling up and down.
His face was so red that even his Adam's apple was pink.
Come to think of it, before meeting her, Pei Ji rarely had contact with outsiders, even holding hands and hugging were extremely unfamiliar to him, and now he directly transitioned to this kind of action...
It was like skipping directly from kindergarten to high school, and in an instant one foot had stepped half into the adult world.
Even if this was really just a normal wound check.
Remaining sanity: 5 percent.
Ningning took a deep breath, trying to get the atmosphere back on track, hurriedly pulled his shirt back in place, and spoke as slowly as possible: "Does it hurt?"
This is a somewhat redundant question, because there is no need to think about it. According to Pei Ji's personality, he will definitely say coldly, "It doesn't hurt."
He has always been like this. No matter how uncomfortable he is, he will keep it in his heart without saying a word and will not tell anyone.
Then in the silent room, Ningning heard a familiar voice.
Pei Ji said: "...It hurts."
The clear boy's voice was slightly magnetic, with a more stiff and clumsy tone, but also a little bit of grievance.
The electric current started from the ears and spread rapidly to every corner of the body at a speed faster than the blink of an eye, making every drop of blood feel itchy and numb.
Ningning lowered her head in a daze and met Pei Ji's eyes.
He also looked up at her, his face covered with a faint blush that spread all the way to the corners of his upturned eyes. The long eyelashes like crow feathers blinked suddenly, drawing out the floating fragments of light in the black pupils.
He has never surrendered to anyone.
When he was tortured and insulted as a child, and when he was deliberately targeted and nearly lost his life as a teenager, Pei Ji never uttered this word in person.
But now he looked at her with such eyes and whispered "it hurts".
Critical hit.
Remaining Sanity: ...
A voice in my head kept repeating: The body is damaged, damaged, and cannot be repaired.
Crackling, bang, bang, bang, the fireworks in my head kept exploding.
What was reason, and had it ever existed in her?
It seems not.
Ning Ning heard her own voice: "Then what should I do...so that you won't feel so bad?"
Oh my god.
She must be crazy.
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