There seemed to be a certain idea sprouting in his mind. Pei Ji had never understood the secret, so he continued to read on.
As a result, the subsequent plot is even more weird.
[The valley is gently open, the gurgling water is full of fragrance, like icy springs, falling flowers, and the chirping of orioles.
Zhen Xiao suddenly stopped and said with a faint smile: "Beg me and I will give it to you."
Her eyes suddenly turned red: "Master... even if you get my body, you will never get my heart!"]
What does "You can get my body, but you will never get my heart" mean?
Chengying's tone was vague, and he chuckled: "That's right, ahem, the heroine was used as a tool for sword practice by Zhenxiao Sword Master, who forced her to practice sword with him in the valley. But she was unwilling to be just a sparring partner for Sword Master all her life - she has higher ambitions."
Pei Ji didn't say anything and continued to read below.
The candy in my mouth was crushed with a crunch, filling the air with a sweet fragrance mixed with a hint of sour orange flavor.
He was young and inexperienced in the world, and devoted all his energy to sword practice. Although he had occasionally heard about matters between men and women, he did not know the ins and outs of them. Therefore, the subsequent plot, in Pei Ji's eyes, became:
[Zhen Xiao lowered his head and kissed her mouth, and his mouth went straight in, causing a burst of excitement. In an instant, the electric current was so strong that both of them were shocked. ］
Later it became [Zhen Xiaokoukoukoukoukou, shekou,koukoukoukoukoukoukou. ］
This time, Chengying could no longer continue to make up stories.
Author, why do you write so explicitly? Do you know that this is a bad influence on children?
Pei Ji: ...
Even if he is a primary school student or an eggshell, he should understand what kind of book this is.
So when Chengying heard what he said, he kept silent for a long time for the first time in his life, and then suddenly burst into laughter.
That's why Ningning's face suddenly turned red when she found out that he woke up while reading.
"Ha ha."
Chengying let out two extremely sad laughs: "Don't look at it, Pei Xiaoji, be obedient."
Pei Ji could not hear any sound at all. His mind was blank and he was extremely confused.
Since the content of this book is like this, then the "Rain and Wind Sword Technique" that Ningning and the others talked about last night must have been nonsense just to deceive the inexperienced Qin Chuan.
But he foolishly told her seriously that they would study sword skills together after he had learned enough.
...what did he say?
What did Ningning answer at that time?
We will learn from each other if we are lucky.
The blush spread from the ears to the cheeks. The usually cold-faced boy was speechless, his heart was pounding, and his breathing was disordered.
The bandaged fingers tightly grasped the pages of the book, and the white bandages were faintly bloody. He heard Chengying's voice: "Look at it more positively, that, this, um... Ningning understands it all, you are still young."
They are clearly about the same age.
Pei Ji gritted his teeth, the panic and embarrassment in his eyes were covered by a strong vicious color, and he asked it in a deep voice: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Chengying answered the question irrelevantly, his tone drifting to the sky, irrelevant: "The weather is nice today, and the wind is quite noisy. Are you sleepy? I am a little sleepy."
Then he fled completely without leaving any sound.
Pei Ji was feeling upset and confused, when he suddenly heard a strange male voice outside the door: "Miss Ningning, are you here to see your junior brother again?"
Then Ningning let out a long “Hush.”
Perhaps thinking he might have heard her, she added at the end: "I just happened to be passing by and came to see him."
The sound of footsteps getting closer and closer was like a death spell. The young man pursed his lips and quickly hid "365 Days with Zhenxiao Sword Master" under the quilt.
When I looked up, I saw Ningning.
Pei Ji was seriously injured and should lie in bed and rest. Seeing that he was awake, Ning Ning was a little surprised: "What are you doing sitting on the bed? Be careful that the wound will open again."
After a pause, he took out a small light blue porcelain bottle from his storage bag: "Master and the others are here. After discussing matters concerning the demon world with the Young City Lord, they will come to the clinic to see you. Here, this is the Immortal Jade Dew that the Sect Master gave you. It is very useful for healing and restoring spiritual power."
Pei Ji lowered his eyes and didn't look at her. When he took the porcelain bottle from Ning Ning, he found that she didn't let go.
The two of them held the bottle at the same time, their fingers one above and one below, just millimeters apart. He seemed to be able to vaguely feel the gentle heat flowing from the girl's body, touching his cold skin little by little.
His ears were still red, and he raised his obsidian eyes.
Then he saw Ningning lowering her head and leaning closer to him, staring at his face which was as bright as the setting sun: "Your face is so red, do you have a fever?"
Ningning is very beautiful.
Different from many female cultivators in the world of cultivation, she did not possess many extraordinary qualities. To say that she was "like a banished immortal" was certainly far from the mark.
Her beauty was tinged with some of the spiritual energy of the mundane world. Her round almond-shaped eyes were full of autumn water and shone with a bright light all the time. When she smiles, two small dimples appear on her porcelain-white face.
It seems within reach, yet it's like a soft cloud, floating lightly in the sky.
And at this moment, she was looking at him without blinking.
Before Pei Ji could say anything, a small hand wrapped in heat gently covered his forehead.
As if startled by the scorching temperature, Ningning slightly widened her eyes: "It's so hot. Why do you have a fever?"
Pei Ji was choked.
That's not the case at all.
She knows nothing.
"I'll go call a doctor for you. Did you kick off the quilt while sleeping? You're already this old, and yet—"
As she spoke, she suddenly froze for a moment, as if she had finally remembered something she had forgotten, and turned her head stiffly.
The table was empty, and there was no trace of "365 Days with Zhenxiao Sword Master".
Ningning's breathing paused.
No way. No way.
That book...could it have been taken by Pei Ji?
"The book I left at the infirmary—"
Her voice was much weaker, with an uncertain and tentative tone: "Do you know where to go?"
Pei Ji did not respond immediately. He turned his head expressionlessly and stared at the wall beside him. I wanted to wait for the burning sensation on my face to fade away a little, but when I thought of the book, it became hotter and hotter uncontrollably.
After a long while, he finally responded in a hoarse voice: "People come and go in the clinic, maybe someone took it away."
Although having the indescribable little book taken away by a stranger was indeed a social death, Ningning still breathed a sigh of relief.
Very good! Long live God! As long as the book is not taken away by Pei Ji, everything will be fine!
She really couldn't imagine what would happen if Pei Ji, the eggshell, read the book. Her "chance exchange" that night was just to ease the awkwardness, but from his perspective, it always sounded a bit ambiguous.
She wanted to say something, but she saw the boy who was originally sitting on the bed suddenly lie down and wrap his body tightly with a quilt.
Pei Ji's face was still very red, especially since his skin was as cold and white as jade, which made the blush seem particularly abrupt and impossible to hide.
When he noticed Ningning's gaze, his ears started to feel hot again. He could only pull the quilt up and cover his head without saying a word.
"Don't bother, Senior Sister."
Pei Ji's tone was hard, and his voice sounded muffled under the quilt, which actually had a cute flavor: "I can handle this kind of minor illness myself, you can go somewhere else, don't bother with it."
This little ungrateful bastard.
She did her best to buy him candy and came to the clinic to see him from time to time, but he ordered her to leave without hesitation.
Ningning curled her lips, glanced at the neatly arranged wrapping papers on the bedside, and asked casually: "Have you finished eating them all? How do these candies taste? Do you like them?"
Pei Ji, hiding in the quilt, did not move and was silent for a long time.
Then, using a somewhat awkward tone, hesitantly whispered, "...I like it."
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