Cang Liuyu looked at her determined eyes and the way she secretly clenched her fists, and his thin lips slightly raised an inch.
"Didn't you say you brought me some elixir?"
He tilted his head, loosened his grip on her, and said calmly, "Feed me."
"Ah?" Shen Zhiyi looked at him blankly, "But your hand..."
"Injured." He said lightly.
"Injured?" Shen Zhiyi's voice rose half a degree, "But you just..."
"Hello or not?" Cang Liuyu interrupted her, his eyes like deep pools narrowed, with an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Shen Zhiyi couldn't help but swallow the second half of the sentence "You hold me so tightly" back into her stomach.
Nodding obediently, "Hey."
She broke off a petal and put it to his lips.
Cang Liuyu's gloomy gaze locked onto her, like a cold pond soaked in ink, filled with undisguised aggression.
He parted his lips.
His eyes were fixed on her face.
Shen Zhiyi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his fingertips tightened. At the moment when the petals trembled slightly, he took them completely into his mouth.
His slightly cool lips brushed against her fingertips.
It brought up a dense electric current that ran through his limbs and bones.
Shen Zhiyi shuddered and suddenly let go of his hand.
The tips of the ears slowly turned red.
She listened to her own pounding heartbeat, raised her eyes quietly and glanced at him.
Just one glance and I was stunned.
Cang Liuyu still looked at her.
The black hair was splashed with ink, hanging down between the loose moon-white robe, forming a sharp contrast with the exposed skin at the collarbone.
Hidden in this ink-black mass is a stunning face.
His brow bones were extremely high, and when he slightly raised his brows during the day, he always looked nonchalant and sharp.
But at this moment, his brows lowered slightly, and there was a hint of softness in his expression as he looked at her.
The light in her pupils is as soft and charming as moonlight.
He licked the petals slowly.
As if chewing or sucking, he brought the delicate little flower in.
The movements were slow and gentle, as if, as if he was eating her...
A blush suddenly appeared on Shen Zhiyi's face.
I wanted to look away, but he held my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze.
"Are you stunned by me?"
There was a dark color in his eyes, and he had a playful smile.
Shen Zhiyi hurriedly lowered his eyes, his ears red as if bleeding, and even his tone was stuttering, "No, no!"
What a foul...
She's obviously a ruthless cultivator, so why does she look so alluring...
"Didn't you say your hand was injured?" She clenched her fists and lowered her eyes as if unable to bear the weight of his gaze. Her feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly. "Liar."
"I won't feed you anymore, you eat it yourself."
After saying that, he threw the elixir at him.
Cang Liuyu raised his eyebrows and let go of his hand.
"oh."
He said calmly, "This is how you, the Hehuan Sect, treat your benefactor."
“Throw it away after use.”
He picked up the flower between his fingertips, twirled it in his hand, and turned it slowly.
Shen Zhiyi's face flushed red, and she snatched the flowers away. "Our sect is not like what you said!"
She picked a few more petals and fed them into his mouth.
"We are grateful and repay the kindness we have received."
Cang Liuyu suppressed the smile in his eyes, opened his lips quietly, and ate the petals she fed him one by one.
"Yeah?"
"Then you should think of a more sincere reward."
"Then tell me what you want." Shen Zhiyi muttered.
Cang Liuyu's gaze fell on her bright red, plump lips for a moment, then he looked away calmly.
"When I broke through, I sensed a demonic being of extremely high cultivation level in Lingluo Town in the mortal world."
"I'm ready to go and conquer him."
He turned his head and glanced at her indifferently, "You, come with me."
"Lingluo Town?!" Shen Zhiyi opened his mouth blankly and said in surprise: "Isn't that the place where I want to invite you to dinner?"
That restaurant is in Lingluo Town!
"But..." She looked at him doubtfully, "Why are you taking me with you?"
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