At midnight, I vaguely sensed something was wrong and suddenly opened my eyes.
who!
Qian Youxue, born an assassin, naturally had better hearing than ordinary people. Sensing an unusual aura, she tried to get out of bed, but the other party didn't give her the chance and pinned her down.
"You...who are you?" Qian Youxue felt that the aura was somewhat familiar, charming and alluring, making her mind a little dazed.
"Miss Qian, you really have a bad memory. You've forgotten me so quickly?" Xuan Mingye chuckled roguishly, rolled over and lay down, pulling her tightly into his arms, making her unable to move.
Qian Youxue's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately understood why the aura was familiar. The scene of their first meeting replayed in her mind: that unforgettable figure, and that devilishly handsome face that drove women crazy.
She stared incredulously at the man before her, his purple eyes possessing an innate allure that seemed impossible to look away from once their eyes met.
Qian Youxue realized she couldn't break free from the man's hold, so she gave up and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"What are you doing? You think you can just walk away after taking liberties with me? There's no such thing as a free lunch." Xuan Mingye smiled charmingly. If Dongming Huo hadn't disguised himself as Physician Huang to enter the Qian family, it would have been really difficult to find him.
Qian Youxue bit her tongue hard, determined not to be fooled by this devil. The fact that he could find her so quickly meant that he was no ordinary person.
Touching her face, she couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with the disguise pill.
"Little vixen, if you want to know why I was able to find you, then you don't need to ask. I will tell you when the time is right." Xuan Mingye's magnetic voice rang out again as he gently brushed the hair from her forehead.
"Get out of here right now, or I won't be polite!" Qian Youxue suddenly flung her hand away, broke free from Xuan Mingye's embrace, and stood on the ground.
Xuan Mingye moved with incredible speed, and before Qian Youxue could catch her breath, he pulled her into his arms again: "That won't do. You've seen and touched me completely, so naturally I have to repay you with my body. The ground is cold, and I'll feel sorry for you."
Qian Youxue glared fiercely at Xuan Mingye, ran her hand through her hair, and a silver needle appeared in her palm. With a flick of her wrist, the silver needle pierced his arm.
She thought she would be in pain and let go, but instead she found him looking at her with deep affection.
"This poison is useless against me, but it should be fine against ordinary people." Xuan Mingye was not angry. He picked her up and carried her back to the bed, found a comfortable position to lie down, and wrapped his arm around her waist in an ambiguous manner.
Under the moonlight, a hideously ugly face came into view, and upon seeing it, his brows suddenly furrowed. A strange glint flashed in his eyes, and his slender fingers gently stroked the uneven skin.
Qian Youxue found herself captivated by those purple eyes again. Coming back to her senses, she asked unhappily, "I am just a useless cripple of the Qian family. Although I know some medical skills, I am not an expert. I am powerless to treat the poison and curse on your body."
"It's not that you can tell I'm poisoned, but there are probably no more than five people in Xuanwu who can tell I'm cursed. Woman, you've hidden it quite well." Xuan Mingye gently covered her cherry-like lips with his fingers, his eyes seemingly trying to see through her heart.
Qian Youxue was speechless. She never expected that the old Taoist's skills, which were useless before, would be so popular in this place.
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