Chapter 60: The Frail Beauty Whose Life Was Extended by the Immortal Cultivator (15)
Xiao Yuheng was very quick and soon returned with high-quality meals and exquisite snacks.
He carefully held these foods in his arms and protected them with his spiritual power, keeping them in the same state as when they were just out of the oven, still steaming hot, fragrant, and attractive in color.
Qingwu was satisfied only when she saw the table full of delicious food.
She picked up the chopsticks gracefully, picked up a piece of cake and put it into her mouth, chewing it carefully and savoring it.
The pastry had a delicate texture, sweet but not greasy. Her beautiful eyes sparkled slightly and she ate with relish, just like a cute little squirrel with her mouth constantly busy.
Xiao Yuheng stared blankly at Qing Wu, and a sense of understanding suddenly flashed through his mind. He seemed to understand a little bit - why his brother was so determined and willing to give everything to save her.
If it were him...
But as he watched, a sense of inexplicable dissatisfaction suddenly arose in his heart.
Qingwu was so busy eating that she didn't even glance at him...
Is it really that delicious? Xiao Yuheng was indignant. He was just at a loss because it was his first time making it. He didn't believe that his brother could make it especially well the first time.
The monk who was once devoted to swordsmanship now has his mind full of thoughts of competing with his culinary skills.
When Qingwu finally put down the dishes in her hands with satisfaction, Xiao Yuheng almost subconsciously performed a cleaning technique.
The used dishes and chopsticks instantly became as clean as new. This series of movements was natural and smooth, which coincided with Xiao Yuheng's usual habits, as if it were the body's instinct.
Up to this point, everything is normal and reasonable.
Until night, facing the beauty wearing only a thin inner garment——
The dim light shines through the thin fabric, adding a touch of hazy beauty to the beauty's already graceful figure, and she stands there lightly.
Xiao Yuheng was confused.
After a moment, he came back to his senses as if waking from a dream. His face instantly flushed red, as if he had been scalded by boiling water. He turned his head away abruptly, not daring to look directly at the figure. "What are you doing?"
How shameful! But her skin is so white... completely different from his tan.
There is also the charming charm that is inadvertently revealed in the corners of the eyes, which makes people feel itchy.
"Husband?" Qing Wu was confused again, not understanding why he had such a big reaction. "It's time to practice together. Don't we practice together every night?"
Double, double, double, double cultivation????????
Xiao Yuheng was stunned.
He subconsciously turned his head back and just met Qingwu's approaching steps.
Just as the two were getting closer, Xiao Yuheng quickly shifted his sight like a frightened rabbit.
The crimson color spread from the ears to the cheeks, and from the cheeks to the whole body.
Xiao Yuheng only felt that his limbs became extremely stiff, as if he had lost control, and he had no idea how to deal with this sudden situation.
He had practiced for a hundred years and had endured all kinds of hardships. As a swordsman of his age, he had already reached the pinnacle of cultivation.
But he had never come across dual cultivation...
Extremely complicated emotions surged in Xiao Yuheng's heart.
.......Dual cultivation every night?
My brother...does he eat such good food?
The beauty stood there gracefully. Seeing that Xiao Yuheng didn't respond for a long time, a hint of anger appeared on her pretty face. She called out softly again, "Husband, why don't you come over?"
She frowned slightly, a hint of sadness flashing through her clear eyes. She parted her red lips and murmured to herself, "Could it be that ever since my husband became possessed, he no longer loves Awu?"
These words were like complaints and tears, touching and distressing, and I wished I could give my life to her.
After hearing this, Xiao Yuheng blurted out almost subconsciously: "Of course not."
As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly turned around and his eyes fell directly on Qingwu.
The beauty was as beautiful as a flower, with skin as white as ice and bones as beautiful as jade, and her extremely moving appearance was reflected in his eyes.
——It is the supreme temptation that every man cannot resist.
The sword cultivator with a firm heart felt dry in the mouth and his Adam's apple moved uncontrollably, causing his originally clear voice to become a little hoarse.
"Awu..."
Under the beauty's puzzled gaze, his large and thick palm gently covered her clear and charming eyes.
The sudden darkness made Qingwu a little at a loss. She subconsciously let out a soft moan: "Husband?" The voice was gentle and beautiful, with a bit of confusion and puzzlement.
"Don't look at me like that, Awu." I can't stand it, I will want to...
The impulse in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, completely tearing apart the seemingly indifferent appearance, and the darkness in his black eyes was about to overflow.
Xiao Yuheng seemed to have understood something without any instruction, perhaps it was the induction between twins. Just like what Xiao Yuheng did every day before, he immersed himself in the soft and warm fragrance without any scruples.
The Nine Warm Jades began to smoke, and wisps of spring breeze rose up and filled the entire space.
Qingwu knew that he was not Xiao Yuheng.
Qingwu knew it from the first moment she saw him, let alone now.
But—Qing Wu slowly closed her eyes, feeling the abundant spiritual power that continuously flowed into her body with her whole body and soul, and she couldn't help but sigh.
The Yuan Yang power of a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage is truly worthy of its reputation.
Since that night, Xiao Yuheng naturally regarded himself as Qingwu's husband.
From then on, he became more and more adept at taking care of Qingwu with every day, and gradually approached Xiao Yuheng's style.
However, despite their many similarities, there are still differences.
After all, it is like a gentle spring breeze, full of warmth;
The other one was like a sharp sword in the fierce cold wind, its edge exposed.
But when encountering Qingwu, the spring breeze will become warmer and more pleasant, and the sharp sword will only point to the outside world, guarding the love in the heart.
For example, Xiao Yuheng has never mastered the skill of cooking, and can only buy food for Qingwu at the foot of the mountain in embarrassment every day.
Xiao Yuheng suddenly felt that such days were pretty good.
Until - he received the secret order from the headmaster and his wife.
——It is said that Xiao Yuheng’s life lamp has gone out.
Xiao Yuheng's gaze gradually shifted to Qingwu who was sleeping beside him.
She lay there quietly, her face beautiful and peaceful, as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with her.
But at this moment, Xiao Yuheng felt mixed emotions and was speechless for a long time.
In this endless darkness, his originally bright eyes now seemed extremely obscure and difficult to understand.
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