Chapter 14 Cooked
The morning light shines through the window lattice and falls on the two people sleeping in each other's arms.
Li Lianhua usually woke up early, but today was an exception. He had expended too much energy clearing Di Feisheng's meridians last night, and now he was sleeping soundly, his breath evenly caressing the side of Di Feisheng's neck.
Di Feisheng woke up first. He opened his eyes and the first thing he felt was an unusual abdominal pain in his lower body. This unfamiliar discomfort made him frown - a tight feeling spread from his lower abdomen, troubling him more than ever before.
The slightest movement from him intensified the discomfort. Di Feisheng had always been able to endure pain, but this feeling was completely different from pain; it was an unfamiliar torment that threatened to rob him of his sanity.
Li Lianhua moved unconsciously in her sleep and put her arm around Di Feisheng's waist.
Miraculously, when Li Lianhua touched him, the indescribable discomfort actually eased a little. Di Feisheng instinctively moved closer to the warm body beside him, and found that the burning torment would subside slightly as long as his skin touched Li Lianhua's.
But once we separate, the uncomfortable feeling comes back again.
Di Feisheng didn't understand why this happened, and instinctively sought relief. He carefully embraced Li Lianhua in his arms, using her body warmth to heal his "illness."
Li Lianhua seemed to sense something in her sleep, frowned slightly, and uttered a vague mumbling.
Di Feisheng's eyes were red, one hand tightly wrapped around Li Lianhua's waist, the other hand unconsciously ripped open her already loose underwear. Just when he was about to follow his instinct -
Li Lianhua suddenly woke up.
"Di Feisheng! What are you doing?" He was shocked to find that the two of them were almost sticking together, and this posture made him look very dangerous!
Li Lianhua struggled immediately, but Di Feisheng's arms were as firm as iron clamps. The two of them wrestled on the bed, and Li Lianhua suddenly felt the iron rod on her lower back. She instantly understood what was going on, and her face was filled with shame and anger.
"Let go! This is normal!" Li Lianhua explained with a blushing face, trying to push Di Feisheng away with her hands.
Di Feisheng didn't understand what he was saying, but he knew that being close to the person in his arms would ease this unfamiliar pain. With his deep inner strength, he easily dispelled Li Lianhua's struggles and held her firmly in his arms.
"Don't move," Di Feisheng said in a hoarse voice, "I seem to be poisoned... I feel so uncomfortable..."
"I'll poison you, you big-headed ghost!" A mixture of shame and anger surged in Li Lianhua's heart, and she struggled even harder. "You are shameless, but I still have some dignity. Let me go!" Her moves became more and more fierce.
Di Feisheng didn't understand why Li Lianhua hit him. He thought he had done something wrong, and his face instantly changed to a pitiful and pleading expression. Li Lianhua's heart softened, and he immediately blocked Li Lianhua's attack and hugged her tighter.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Di Feisheng begged for mercy, feeling Li Lianhua's stiffness, "Are you also poisoned?"
"You are the one who is poisoned, your whole family is poisoned!" Li Lianhua was anxious and angry, and she wanted to kick him out the door!
Di Feisheng's palms were rough and warm, with calluses typical of martial artists. He grabbed Li Lianhua's kick with one hand, but was afraid of really hurting him, so he hesitated for a long time, as if observing whether Li Lianhua was really angry.
Li Lianhua was pinned to the bed by Di Feisheng, a force of absolute dominance. Shame and anger, along with an unfamiliar palpitation, began to battle within him. He held her motionless, sweat soaking her hair, panting, yet unable to do anything about it.
"A Fei, if you continue like this I will really get angry, and the consequences of my anger will be very serious!" Li Lianhua protested while panting, but her voice had lost its strength.
Di Feisheng didn't understand why he was so angry. He soothed his shoulders again and again, as if comforting a baby, saying, "Your forehead is hot too. Don't be afraid, I'll help you cool down..."
After saying that, he pressed his palm on Li Lianhua's abdomen, and a cool internal force hit Li Lianhua's body. "Look," Di Fei whispered, and his breath brushed Li Lianhua's ears with a burning breath, "I am a ghost that can cool you down."
Li Lianhua wanted to refute, but suddenly she couldn't make a sound.
"You are not feeling well. I can give you a massage." Di Feisheng ordered, massaging Li Lianhua's waist with his other hand, his tone extremely gentle.
This simple touch was unexpectedly effective. Li Lianhua stopped struggling unconsciously, but was still shouting angrily in his heart, wondering why God would send an amnesiac martial arts master to torture him!
Di Feisheng observed the relaxation of Li Lianhua's expression, and suddenly noticed that his neck seemed to be injured from the friction. Di Feisheng leaned down and blew gently on him. This unexpected close contact made Li Lianhua tremble all over, and his heart finally gave up. It was over, this time it was really going to fail.
"It won't hurt if I blow on it. It won't hurt anymore..." Di Feisheng blew seriously, and his lips brushed across Li Lianhua's neck from time to time.
"My neck doesn't hurt..." Li Lianhua's words were interrupted in the middle. Feeling Di Feisheng's palm slowly moving down, she couldn't help but let out a long gasp.
It took a long time for Li Lianhua to come back to his senses and realize what had just happened. He pushed Di Feisheng away and pulled the quilt to cover himself, his face burning.
Di Feisheng, however, looked calm, as if he had just finished a training session. He stood up and straightened his clothes, his eyes falling on Li Lianhua's flushed face. He said calmly, "We've been poisoned, and we need an antidote."
Li Lianhua was so angry that she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him: "You are the poisonous one", but Di Feisheng easily caught it.
At this moment, the sound of Fang Duobing humming a tune came from outside the door, getting closer and closer. The two looked at each other, and Li Lianhua quickly cleaned up the scene. Di Feisheng also leaned over and touched his forehead with the back of his hand.
"It doesn't seem that hot anymore. Next time you have a fever, remember to tell me and I will lower your temperature!" Beifeng Baiyang can dispel both cold and heat.
When Li Lianhua thought of his way of "curing" and "cooling down", her face turned red like a cooked shrimp, and she threatened: "Don't tell anyone that I'm poisoned, or I'll kick you out!"
This threat was quite effective. Di Feisheng nodded repeatedly and hurriedly poured him a glass of water. Li Lianhua took it and drank it all in one gulp. Finally, she drove Di Feisheng out and said that she wanted to change clothes.
"Huahua, your face seems to be even redder. Do you want me to help you cool down?" Di Feisheng wondered. His body temperature had already dropped, so why was Li Lianhua's face still so hot?
Huahua? What the hell is this? Li Lianhua screamed in her heart, "Don't call me that! Get out now! If you don't get out now, I'll cook you to death!"
After saying that, he threw Di Feisheng out without any hesitation!
Di Feisheng couldn't help but mutter, "Is it cooked?"
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