Chapter 148 Xuan'er's Apology

After Chi Lian left, Ning Wuxie's waist softened and he lay back heavily on the bed.

He turned his head and looked at Xuan'er who was lying beside him. Xuan'er's face was also not good, a little gray, with dark circles under her eyes and dry and cracked lips.

She looked exhausted.

It was really crazy. How could the peach blossom poison gland be used so roughly?

It was not a refined magic weapon, and it had reasonable regulation for output and input. It was just a love poison generator.

Xuan'er had not used it much before, and she just poured spiritual power into it, so it would naturally be like this...

Ning Wuxie looked at Xuan'er's tired but exhausted face, and sighed in his heart, and he was actually a little distressed.

She should have really made up her mind this time to get it done in one go and overthrow Ning Wuxie.

As a result, it backfired.

Thinking of this, Ning Wuxie chuckled and laughed softly.

He fainted directly at that time, but Xuan'er was still able to move and ride on him.

I wonder if she will have that crazy memory after she wakes up...

Ning Wuxie was still unsure, so he sat up with his arms and gently lifted the quilt covering Xuan'er.

In an instant, Ning Wuxie's eyes were filled with moist white light, and his jade body was lying on the ground.

At this time, Ning Wuxie's body no longer supported any physiological instincts for him, and he could only look at Xuan'er with admiration.

It was really too perfect, like a breathing work of art, like the most exquisite statues and paintings in the world.

Ning Wuxie couldn't help but stretch out a hand, touch the graceful body, and press out a round and elastic arc on it.

The hand slowly moved down and stroked the whole body.

It wasn't Ning Wuxie's color, at least, not completely...

He was still unsure, Chi Lian said that the two of them were wearing clothes and rolling on the ground in a state of confusion, and they couldn't have sex.

But, what if?

For this kind of thing, wouldn't it be a little bigger...

Ning Wuxie observed Xuan'er's beautiful body, and there was indeed no trace.

But he also knew that whether a couple is truly married or not is not determined by these things, but by...

This made Ning Wuxie feel troubled again. Is this a bit...

Forget it, let's ask Xuan'er after she wakes up.

Suddenly, Xuan'er turned over in her sleep. She seemed to be a little cold, and instinctively curled up and leaned towards Ning Wuxie.

Ning Wuxie covered the quilt again, lay down himself, hugged Xuan'er in his arms, and fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, he was awakened by the sound of pots and bowls gently colliding in the house.

After sleeping for most of the day, his spirit and energy were finally restored. After all, he was a cultivator, and his recovery ability was not bad.

As soon as Ning Wuxie opened his eyes, he saw Xuan'er wearing ordinary clothes, standing in front of a small stove in the house, scooping something from the medicine pot on the stove into the bowl in his left hand.

The room was filled with a smell of medicine, and Ning Wuxie felt something was wrong when he smelled it.

The herbs in this pot must all be aphrodisiacs!

Ning Wuxie was startled and sat up quickly. Could it be that Xuan'er wanted to...?

"Xuan'er!" He shouted hurriedly. The peach blossom poison gland was still in Xuan'er's hand. Don't let her activate it again!

I really don't have the life to come again!

Ning Wuxie was anxious for a moment and forgot that Xuan'er was scooping boiling soup into the bowl. Xuan'er was startled by the sound, and her left hand shook, and the soup spilled on her hand.

"Ah!"

She screamed, but the first thing she did was to look back at Ning Wuxie, then turned around and walked quickly, putting the medicine on the head of Ning Wuxie's bed.

"Brother, you're awake..."

Her voice was mixed with grievance, cowardice, and regret. Although her hand was burned, she didn't even look at it, but put it behind her back, as if she was afraid of being seen by Ning Wuxie.

Ning Wuxie immediately regretted calling her out loud, and immediately lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, pulling up Xuan'er's burned left hand.

Although they were both cultivators, Xuan'er's body was still extremely delicate. At this moment, it was already red after being sprinkled with boiling hot medicine.

Ning Wuxie only felt distressed, forgetting that he was not wearing clothes, and also forgetting that he was going to stop Xuan'er from seducing him again.

He pulled Xuan'er to the bathtub, which had the water that Xuan'er had put in at noon, and it was now cold. He immersed her left hand, which was scalded and red, in the water.

"Does it hurt?" He turned his head and asked, but saw Xuan'er staring at him blankly with a pair of big eyes.

"Ah, no, it doesn't hurt, it's okay..."

Xuan'er woke up from a dream and said hurriedly.

"You can't keep soaking in water for burns. Wait for me to put on clothes, and we'll go buy plasters."

Ning Wuxie took out Xuan'er's left hand, blew it, and then stood up to put on clothes.

As soon as he stood up, Ning Wuxie felt that his thigh was hugged by Xuan'er.

He stopped moving and turned around, but saw Xuan'er kneeling on the ground, looking up, with tears in her eyes.

"Brother, don't you blame me?"

"Why do you blame me?" Ning Wuxie didn't react for a moment.

"Blame me...for making you like this." Xuan'er's face was tense, with a look of self-blame and regret.

Ning Wuxie suddenly realized that he was thinking about Xuan'er's hand being burned, and he didn't care about the previous things at this time.

He turned around, picked up Xuan'er, and sat on the bed.

Xuan'er curled up in his arms, lowered her head, leaned on his shoulder, blinked her eyes, and tears fell.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm really sorry..."

"I don't know what I was thinking at the time. I thought I should take it slowly, but when I saw my brother pouring spiritual power, I couldn't help it."

Xuan'er's voice was trembling, her eyes were drifting, she didn't dare to look at Ning Wuxie, she was extremely nervous.

"I'm sorry, brother, I made you consume so much. After I woke up, I immediately went to Sister Mo Xin to ask for a lot of herbs to replenish my energy, but I spilled them..."

"Brother, please don't blame Xuan'er, it's all because I'm too..."

Ning Wuxie stretched out a finger and pressed it on Xuan'er's lips, holding her face.

It turned out that Xuan'er was not trying to continue to seduce herself, but was making medicine to replenish her energy.

Even if she burned her hand, she still thought about Ning Wuxie, worried that he would be angry and blame herself.

How could Ning Wuxie be angry? It was just that Xuan'er herself was too regretful and felt sorry for Ning Wuxie, so she felt bad.

Ning Wuxie said nothing, just lowered his head and kissed Xuan'er's lips.

Until her breathing gradually stabilized, tears stopped flowing, and she hugged Ning Wuxie with her backhand.

Ning Wuxie finally let go of Xuan'er, whose tongue was still lingering on his, and a crystal thread was drawn between their lips and teeth.

"Why? Because you love me too much?"

Ning Wuxie touched Xuan'er's face and asked.

"Yes, I like you, so much..."

Xuan'er whispered softly, leaning on Ning Wuxie's chest.

Ning Wuxie sighed and hugged Xuan'er tighter.

Xuan'er suddenly spoke in a small voice:

"Brother, you..."

"I know, don't worry about it."

"But it looks so uncomfortable."

"I know, help me find some clothes."