Shen Shuyi had lunch and was about to go back to his room to rest when someone knocked on the courtyard door.
She and Wu Chen had just settled here and had not interacted with anyone. She thought the person knocking on the door must be the scholar next door.
"I'll open the door."
Chen Shuyi had a good impression of the scholar. He was the Star of Literature, and she respected scholars very much.
It was indeed Zheng Xuan.
She smiled and asked, "Mr. Zheng, why are you here?"
“Miss Shen, I made a lot of mung bean ice cream and sent some to you and the master to try.”
Shen Shuyi looked at the crystal clear, appetizing mung bean cake and quickly took it: “Thank you, Mr. Zheng, I don’t know how to thank you.”
"You're welcome. I'm just being a good host. Miss Shen, are you from another place?"
Shen Shuyi and Zheng Xuan chatted and laughed in the yard for a while, and suddenly she heard a change in the favorability value.
5!
Shen Shuyi secretly raised his eyebrows, then continued to talk to Zheng Xuan, and even invited him to sit down at the stone table in the yard and talk about the scenery in various places.
8!
11!
12!
[Congratulations to the host, the mission target Wuchen's favorability towards you has exceeded 66%!]
Shen Shuyi suppressed his joy and sent Zheng Xuan out the door.
It turns out...Master Wu Chen would also be jealous.
During this period, Wu Chen did not say a word, but his eyes became much darker, and even had a dark light surging in them.
An inexplicable emotion made his heart tense, and even breathing felt painful.
The little flower demon smiled so sweetly at the scholar. Was she trying to absorb the scholar's essence?
She has gone too far and is even obsessed with it, and she wants to go astray!
There was a faint red mark between Wu Chen's eyebrows, and he silently chanted the Heart Cleansing Mantra in his mind. The more he suppressed it, the more violently the demons in his heart surged.
Even the inner demon wants to take advantage of the opportunity to seize control of the body.
Chen Shuyi seemed unaware of Wu Chen's mood swings. She spent the entire day happily and even boiled a large bucket of water for a bath in the evening.
There were flower petals scattered in the large wooden barrel. Shen Shuyi undressed and entered the barrel. The sound of water splashed into Wuchen's ears.
The room where Wu Chen lived was right next to the bathroom. When he closed his eyes to meditate, he heard the sound of water and couldn't concentrate.
Shen Shuyi took a bath comfortably, thinking about what to eat tomorrow.
Why not go to the river to catch fish? Zheng Xuan refused to accept the gold, so she caught a few more fish and gave them to him as a return gift.
The bathroom was filled with the scent of flowers. The woman's skin was snow-white and she held the flowers in the water with her small hands and blew on them.
Just as she was about to get dressed and leave the bathroom, a sly look flashed in her eyes.
"ah--"
With a "bang", a delicate cry was heard. Wu Chen stood up in an instant and walked to the bathroom door. He knocked on the door.
“Miss Shen, what’s wrong with you?”
Shen Shuyi cried out in pain, "Master, I feel the demonic energy running wild, my headache is unbearable, I... I also fell down, can you come in and help me?"
With a creaky sound, the wooden door of the bathroom was pushed open.
All that came into Wu Chen's eyes was a crystal white. The girl had just taken a bath, and her whole body was a light pink and white.
He turned around quickly and said, “Miss Shen, put on your clothes first, or change back to your original form.”
Wu Chen's mind was filled with the image of the little flower fairy lying on the ground, with long, white legs, disheveled black hair, slightly upturned lips, and weak breathing.
“Master…” Shen Shuyi felt the demonic power running rampant, and fainted with his eyes closed.
She closed her eyes and felt herself being held horizontally in the arms. The other person's chest was warm and reliable.
Wu Chen carried her back to the inner room and immediately helped her regulate her breathing to suppress the urge to go crazy.
Palm to palm, more than half an hour passed, and this time no matter how much pure Yang Qi he sent in, he could not calm the little flower demon's condition.
Shen Shuyi felt so uncomfortable, "Master, forget it..."
"Wait a little longer. The demonic energy in your body is too chaotic. If you continue like this, you will explode and die."
Shen Shuyi lowered his hands and fell into Wuchen's arms, "Master, please go away. Don't worry about me. Everything is my own fault."
"You don't need to waste your energy to save me..."
"Don't move." Wu Chen held her shoulders with both hands, trying to straighten her up and continue to transfer his energy to her.
Shen Shuyi looked into his eyes steadily, “Master, this is useless. If you really want to save me, you should know that only the dual cultivation method can thoroughly inject pure Yang essence into my body.”
"Otherwise, you will only be hanging on to your life, but your magic power will be exhausted."
"I know you don't want to, so I don't want to drag you down..."
Wu Chen seemed not to hear her words, and just kept his warm palms on her back, continuously supplying her with vital energy.
"Be obedient and follow the energy that I am sending you to move and circulate."
Shen Shuyi felt the surging energy in every part of his body. This man is risking his life!
Her face was flushed, her eyes were watery, and her voice was hoarse, "Master, please stop!"
Seeing that he didn't stop, Shen Shuyi forcibly interrupted her practice, and her energy suddenly reversed, causing her to faint in Wuchen's arms.
Wu Chen hugged her subconsciously. The girl in his arms felt very hot, her breathing was rapid, and she felt soft and weak.
But she raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck, crying softly.
"Master...I feel so hot."
Shen Shuyi hugged Wu Chen and climbed on top of him, her hot breath beside his ear.
Wu Chen closed his eyes and silently chanted, "Amitabha..."
Suddenly, all the thoughts were blocked by the girl's lips.
Shen Shuyi kissed Wu Chen's lips, threw him down, and sat on his waist with her legs.
Her kiss was as rampant as a demon, trying to block all the man's words of resistance.
Wu Chen's hand held her waist, and the hand on her neck rubbed the skin around her waist red.
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