When Ningning woke up, the first thing she smelled was a cool woody scent.
She knew whose scent it belonged to, and in her confused state she had wild thoughts: No way, why is it that even in her dreams she smells like Pei Ji?
…Although I occasionally dreamed about him before.
I couldn't tell whether my whole body was cold or hot, and my brain felt dizzy, like a rusty gear.
This unreal feeling was very much like a dream. Ningning thought she was dreaming and tried her best to understand the current scene.
Something was beating loudly, making her chest itch. The breath surrounding her body was warm and soft, making her involuntarily try to get closer, stretching out her hands and hugging him tighter.
Ningning continued to think quietly in her dream, this is how it felt when Pei Ji hugged her. She thought it would feel like a piece of rugged wood.
But he seemed to be too thin, and his bones would hurt if he was touched. She had to take him to eat more delicious food.
No, can dreams be the same as reality?
If it were in reality, Pei Ji would never be willing to let her touch and hug him so unscrupulously.
The young man's body was thin and slender, and he felt delicately soft and warm when he was held in his arms.
The closer Ningning got to him, the more she felt the coldness in her body gradually subside, and her aching head finally regained some clarity.
I wonder what the real Pei Ji would look like when I hold him in my arms.
As she was daydreaming, she buried her head in the other's neck to absorb more fragrance and heat.
The man's heartbeat quickened and his body visibly stiffened.
In a trance, Ning Ning heard Pei Ji's voice: "Don't be afraid."
Um? It seemed different from a dream and I could hear it very clearly.
Her brain froze at that moment, and just as she was stunned, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head again.
Do you feel pain in your dreams?
It seems, probably, maybe not.
Ningning's head suddenly became clear, and she remained in the same posture as the last moment, not daring to move.
No way.
Isn't this a dream? Was she really hugging Pei Ji tightly and rubbing against him? The soft and warm thing that she was touching now... was it really him?
Ningning's body was originally covered with a layer of heat due to the cold.
Now these air currents suddenly gathered upwards and gathered on the cheeks.
She was so panicked that she didn't know what to do. Pei Ji's voice came to her ears again. Perhaps it was an illusion, his voice was much lower and hoarse than usual: "I will help you kill it."
Then he stroked his head and a pill was put into his mouth.
A soft touch gently slid from the center of her lips to the corners. Ningning guessed what it was. She was so confused that she could only hold her breath and close her eyes, pretending to be still asleep.
If Pei Ji found out that she was still awake, Ning Ning would really not be able to face him again.
He never cared about his own injuries, so naturally he never took care of others. Pei Ji's movements were stiff and slow as he held her in his arms again.
Ningning felt a little itchy on the top of her head.
I think he buried his chin in her hair, and the palm of his hand covering her back exerted force secretly, but also with extreme restraint.
Pei Ji was really bad at speaking. He thought for a long time, but when he spoke his words were still extremely awkward and not romantic at all.
"Don't be afraid. I won't... let you get hurt again."
His voice was very soft, like the whisper between lovers, with a slight tremor and barely audible.
But such straightforward and simple words, when they fell into Ningning's ears, were like a breeze blowing past, making her eyes slightly sore.
She hadn't felt this way in a long time.
The days in the world of cultivation were busy and intense, with cultivation and upgrading, breaking through secret realms, and competing for magic weapons. Although she laughed and joked when getting along with others, she would occasionally think of her previous life.
Mom and Dad, the furry cats and dogs at home, and friends who have talked to each other about their ideals and the future.
That was a completely different life from the one she has now. She lived surrounded by family and friends, and she could feel their care and love as long as she reached out.
Later, I came here by accident and became a person who was out of tune with the whole world. I had to slowly learn to make my way on my own.
Ningning had never thought that someone would tell her so carefully that they would not let her get hurt again.
...Why do you have to say such corny words in a serious manner?
The grievances and loneliness that had accumulated for a long time poked a small hole in her heart and flowed out unrestrainedly. By the time she reacted, tears were already falling unconsciously.
Pei Ji must have noticed the wetness on his chest, because his body suddenly straightened up visibly.
Then someone gently grabbed her collar, and the girl in his arms moved her head and raised her head with red eyes.
Ningning's face was as pale as paper, which made the pink color in her eyes look even darker.
A pair of bright almond-shaped eyes were fully immersed in water, and a faint light appeared in the flickering and rising and falling sparks.
Just by being looked at like this, his heart panicked and became limp like a puddle of mud.
Pei Ji didn't know what to do.
Ningning also felt a little embarrassed.
She couldn't possibly tell Pei Ji honestly that she had pretended to be asleep for a long time and was moved to tears by his words.
After all, as a senior sister, I have to save face.
There was silence.
The little girl in the firelight took a breath and looked at him with moist eyes. After a blink, tears flowed down her fair cheeks: "...It hurts."
There was hesitation and timidity in his tone, as well as a hint of coquettishness.
What's more, she was leaning on him, and her warm breath fell on Pei Ji's neck when she spoke.
It was so tantalizing and ambiguous that it made him feel hot all over.
Pei Ji's throat moved, and he lowered his eyes to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
He just wanted to draw his sword immediately and cut the bastard who hurt her into pieces.
His fingertips were calloused, and when they stroked Ningning's delicate face, the girl blinked quickly.
After a very brief pause, two voices rang out in the cave at the same time:
"You just woke up?"
"I just woke up."
As soon as they finished speaking, they fell silent again.
One of them wanted to get things clear, while the other wanted to explain. When they happened to bump into each other, it was inevitable that there was a sense of trying to cover up something.
Ahhhh damn it, how could this happen! Isn't this even more embarrassing? Pei Ji, shut up!
Ningning was filled with remorse and wanted to bang her head against the wall. When she was caught off guard, there was a light press on the back of her head and she fell into his arms.
This really wasn't something Pei Ji would do. She almost thought that his soul had been possessed by someone else.
His palm was still covering Ningning's back, his chest was buzzing as he spoke, his voice was muffled: "Don't move."
oh.
Ningning leaned obediently on Pei Ji's chest, without making a sound or moving.
He looks calm, but in fact he is as nervous as a zombie.
Ningning was wondering about his next move as her ten fingers gently stroked the thin clothes. Suddenly, she felt a spiritual power slowly gathering, like a warm and gentle stream of water, silently soaking through her skin.
Clean and comfortable, this is Pei Ji’s aura.
He gathered his spiritual power at his fingertips and used it to help her dispel the coldness in her body.
His fingers slowly slid down his spine, and she could feel every movement very clearly.
It was the first time that Ningning was so close to a man. When her sensitive lower back was touched, her breathing subconsciously stopped and her right hand tightly grasped his clothes.
I have to say that this is an extremely effective treatment method.
For those who practice Taoism, cold and wind entering the body is not a serious disease. Pei Ji's spiritual power was clear and gentle, silently seeping into her body through every pore.
The warmth was so strong that it melted into her skin, blood, and even deep into her bone marrow, bringing her an indescribable ultimate enjoyment. Occasionally, she would gently turn over and over, arousing the most sensitive sense in her body and making her tremble all over.
It's a very strange feeling.
It was as if her whole body was wrapped in warm feathers, and the fragrance of wood and plants filled her surroundings. Sometimes, a refreshing cool breeze came from her, but it was not cold, and she couldn't help but want to get closer.
And Ningning did follow his wishes and got closer to Pei Ji.
Pei Ji: “…”
Pei Ji lowered his eyelashes to hide the dark thoughts surging in his eyes: "Which floor did you go to before?"
"Fifty floors."
The girl in his arms laughed foolishly, "It was very cold there, with snowflakes flying everywhere. The most powerful monster in the level was a huge black shadow. Although it was very tricky, we still defeated it. Am I awesome? How about you?"
Then it is dead.
Pei Ji was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He frowned in annoyance. When he heard her speak, he patiently replied, "Yeah, very impressive."
Even he himself did not realize how indulgent and gentle his tone was, as if he was coaxing an unhappy child: "I met a fox demon, it's nothing to worry about."
Ning Ning had a fever and most of her thoughts were in a mess. She snorted and laughed when she heard that: "Then you are also great - Pei Ji will become the most powerful person in the world of cultivation, really."
It is hard not to be moved by such simple and sincere words.
He said nothing, and there was only a pool of soft water in his chest.
Then in the next moment, the pupils suddenly shrank.
——Another spiritual power spread along his chest, not as strong and steady as his, but light and fluttering, like a feather fluttering on the skin.
Ningning guessed that Pei Ji was also injured in the battle, and tried to comfort him in this way.
But she was confused and inexperienced, and the effect was counterproductive.
The spiritual power floated around like a physical entity, wandering throughout the boy's body, just like the soft fingertips of a woman. Sometimes he would exert force secretly, and it would flow into his body unimpeded, overflowing in his blood.
It draws out numbing electric currents that explode deep within the most sensitive nerves.
Chengying was trembling with fear and screaming: "Oh my God, this, this, this is not good! Pei Xiaoji, please hold on, calm down!"
Ning Ning herself was completely unaware of it, and she lay in his arms, smiling expectantly and asking, "Are you comfortable?"
Pei Ji closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"... Ningning."
"Um?"
Ningning raised her head from the crook of his neck. She couldn’t see Pei Ji’s expression, but could only see the smooth lines of his neck and jaw.
The curve of his Adam's apple looks beautiful.
The light pink on the neck is also very beautiful.
Pei Ji called her name, but didn't know what to say for a moment. After a long silence, he let her go in a panic: "I'll go out first... to get some fresh air."
Before she could react, Pei Ji gently placed her on the stone wall of the cave. He hurried away and said in a hoarse voice near the cave entrance, "Don't use this method on outsiders anymore."
He used the word "again", obviously including himself in the category of "outsider".
Although Pei Ji couldn't see, Ning Ning nodded and whispered to herself, "But Pei Ji is not an outsider."
In her blurred vision, the back of a young man walking not far away suddenly shook, and he almost fell down.
"If you are not an outsider, you are an insider if you round it up."
Chengying laughed foolishly: "That's great, I'm so satisfied. Kill me now to help big brother and sister-in-law have fun!"
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