Chapter 203 Encountering a Pervert
Jiang Xianwan was awakened by the heat, feeling as if countless tiny insects were gnawing at her bones, all of which indicated that she was still in the midst of an unbearable, throbbing spring fever.
She endured the torment that seemed to ache in her lungs, staring at the boy whose lips were about to burst into laughter for a full two minutes.
Little Purple clung to her legs like a maggot: You're awake! You're finally awake! Do you know how I got here?!
It and Jiang Xianwan were swept far away, rushing downstream along the turbulent underground river.
After it had tangled up countless random things, it quickly wrapped itself around a... boy.
Jiang Xianwan pressed down on the twisted lightning bolt, her lips twitching almost imperceptibly.
It seems she... encountered a pervert.
This pervert, uh...
Her face was like a peach blossom, her eyes like bright stars, her skin like snow, and her features were strikingly beautiful—she was unbelievably gorgeous.
She wore a white undergarment, the front open, the belt loosely tied around her waist, revealing a sexy and sensual waistline. Her long hair was loose but not messy, adding a touch of devilish charm.
A pair of arms loosely encircled her, and like a big dog, he nuzzled his head into the crook of her neck.
She was a mix of grievance and overwhelming joy, and her voice seemed to be tinged with an uncontrollable sob.
"Wanwan, I knew you had feelings for me."
"You abandoned your brother to come find me, is it because you miss me too much?"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
So sexy and so wild, who else could it be but Fei Ling?
Jiang Xianwan's face stiffened, and she was aroused by his touch. She forced herself to push his arm away.
He pondered for a moment.
"Did you... apply the medicine for me?"
Fei Ling's lips suddenly curved deeper, becoming so full they could hardly contain the overflowing joy, bright and upturned.
Once again, like a water snake, it silently wrapped around her waist, and swayed gently with uncontrollable joy.
Jiang Xianwan, who was on his lap, swayed along with it.
Sweetie said, "Yes."
Jiang Xianwan glanced at a piece of fabric on his body out of the corner of his eye, and remained silent for a long while.
"Then... were those clothes you changed for me too?"
Fei Ling lifted half of her thick eyelashes to meet her seemingly calm gaze, and nodded shyly.
His gaze involuntarily fell on the delicate, snow-white neck and shoulders revealed by the slip of her robe.
The wide outer robe, with its collar inevitably slightly open, revealed a glimpse of spring's beauty, like the finest white rouge, unfolding a vibrant and fragrant scene right before one's eyes.
His eyes darkened slightly, his breathing became extremely light, and his gaze involuntarily drifted deeper into the disheveled collar.
Fei Ling abruptly closed her eyes, forcibly averting her gaze. Her voice was sweet and cloying, and her lips pouted with heartache.
"Your bones are all broken, so I stripped you naked, applied medicine, and now it still hurts? Let me take another look."
"Didn't you go to the Demon Realm?"
"How come my brother can't even do something as simple as taking care of you properly?"
"Did you and your brother have a fight?"
"It's okay, it's okay if my brother is immature. I'm enough. I will never make Wanwan angry like my brother did."
Jiang Xianwan's soft fingers gripped the smooth fabric that had slipped off her shoulders tightly. She looked at the boy who was talking teasingly and trying to take off her clothes, and silently took a deep breath.
Brother, brother!
It's that brother again!
She gritted her teeth and endured it for a while, but she couldn't hold back and punched the boy's handsome face.
"I fucking hurt my shoulder!"
Fuck your dad!
You fucking should at least leave one for me!
They just stripped her naked like that?!
Where are your underwear?!
Where's the bellyband?
Where's your face?!
Whose flamboyant scarlet robe is this, so disproportionate to her figure? Do we even need to guess?
It looks like it was just dug up.
Feeling the wind rushing into her empty robes, Jiang Xianwan didn't have the courage to even lower her head to see what she looked like.
Whether from anger or from the punch she threw with all her might, her vision blurred, and she collapsed limply back into his arms, utterly exhausted.
"Fei Ling...you bastard!"
Fei Ling took a punch, and quickly steadied her waist with one hand, letting her lean against him.
With his other hand, he nervously took her hand, brought it to his lips and blew on it, his heart aching for her.
"Did it hurt?"
She then explained in a low voice, "Your clothes are wet, and I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable."
Jiang Xianwan's eyelids twitched violently. She suddenly raised her head and grabbed his collar, "Can't you use your cultivation to dry yourself off?!"
"...I forgot."
Besides, Jiang Xianwan's clothes were so badly torn that they were unwearable.
Taking off clothes and putting them back on is just a matter of snapping your fingers.
He was so focused on pinning down the vicious little purple dog, afraid it would peek, that he didn't have a chance to look at himself and even regretted dressing her so quickly.
Xiao Zi: ……
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
He was quite self-righteous about it?
Jiang Xianwan was unaware that he was deliberately being vague, and naturally, he was also unaware of the truth.
Of course, Xiao Zi was even more eager to watch the drama unfold, and couldn't wait for Jiang Xianwan to give this little devil a good beating.
Leisurely raising one end of its pointed tip, it excitedly lay on Jiang Xianwan's lap, watching the show.
Jiang Xianwan accurately caught the fleeting, burning desire in the boy's eyes, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
He gritted his teeth and forced out a few words.
"Then I really have to... thank you!"
Fei Ling's eyelashes fluttered a few times, a suspicious blush appeared on the edge of her earlobes, she pouted her lips, and then lowered her head in a sticky manner, haphazardly nuzzling her neck.
They were all shy.
“I am yours, we are one, why should I thank my own man?”
Jiang Xianwan: "..." Is his reading comprehension really that bad?
Was your Chinese language teacher your math teacher?
Jiang Xianwan angrily sprayed the face of this shameless little devil who pretended not to understand good or bad words.
"Thank you my ass!"
Then, in a fit of anger, she grabbed Little Purple from her lap and shook her vigorously.
"You heartless bastard! Who are you on your side with! He tore my clothes off, why didn't you just kill him!"
Xiao Zi felt wronged: Didn't I chop him? He wasn't afraid of being chopped at all! The more I chopped him, the happier he felt, and he said your injury needs to be treated quickly.
Jiang Xianwan inhaled, inhaled, and inhaled again, then flung Xiao Zi aside and abruptly flipped over, pinning Fei Ling to the ground.
She grabbed his collar and mounted him.
"Fei Ling! I've put up with you for too long!"
"Hey bro, you're always on the phone! Can't you get some sleep?!"
Is it so hard to perform a hand seal?
"Is it so hard to put my undergarment on for me?!"
"You bitch!"
Jiang Xianwan felt angry when she thought about how she was indirectly implicated because of Fei Ling's constant sharp tongue.
Now everything has been exposed, leaving nothing behind.
She pulled out the porcelain-white bone hairpin from his black hair, as if to pierce his chest and into his beating heart.
Fei Ling's aggrieved eyes suddenly lit up, and she happily opened her arms, taking the initiative to greet Jiang Xianwan, who was suddenly dumbfounded.
He welcomed her with fiery enthusiasm, as if embracing a jar of sweet honey.
Like a match being struck, joy swept over my entire eyelids.
The bone hairpin, which had been hovering in mid-air, was shoved into his heart with such precision and force.
A few drops of blood splattered on his cheek, and Jiang Xianwan was slightly startled, unable to react immediately.
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