Splish splash.
Qin Gengyun was lifted directly out of the bath barrel by Liu Su. She wasn’t as tall as Qin Gengyun, so she had to stand on her tiptoes, barely able to lift him "high up."
As a result, Qin Gengyun was entirely exposed, without a shred of clothing, right in front of Liu Su.
"Susu, put down!"
Qin Gengyun’s face turned red. A grown man being "taken advantage of" by a woman like this was incredibly embarrassing.
Liu Su seed unfazed, her gaze traveled from top to bottom as she mumbled:
"Wow, my lord, you actually have pecs? And a six-pack too, wow! With such assets, no wonder the young lady is head over heels for you!"
Qin Gengyun, feeling weak all over, could only let Liu Su hold him like this, comnting as if evaluating rchandise. Angrily, he shouted:
"If you keep this up, don’t bla if I get rough with you!"
Liu Su laughed: "Are you that rough?"
Qin Gengyun: "..."
Seeing his neck turn red, Liu Su feared his anger might affect his recovery, so she stopped teasing him. Supporting his back with one hand and bending his knees with the other, she swiftly scooped him up in a bridal carry.
"What are you doing?"
Qin Gengyun quickly shouted.
A man, completely bare, being held by a delicate woman in her arms—incredibly bizarre.
Liu Su stepped out of the bath chamber, into the bedroom, and placed Qin Gengyun on the bed, bending down to stroke his head:
"Be good, don’t move. I’ll dress you up."
She laughed, taking a cloth to wipe Qin Gengyun dry, then found clothes to dress him.
During this process, Qin Gengyun was nearly touched all over by her. Liu Su pinched here and there with a curious look.
Is this the kind of body the Saintess likes?
Indeed, it’s quite robust.
Once dressed, Qin Gengyun felt the side effects of the Anger God Pill alleviating a bit, with so movent returning to his limbs.
Liu Su casually sat at the bed’s edge, patting Qin Gengyun’s shoulder:
"In another two hours, you should regain full movent."
Qin Gengyun gazed at her, silent for a mont before suddenly saying, "Thank you."
Susu, despite her hasty, unreliable ways, saved him from possibly suffering damaged ridians and spirit field, which could have severely impeded his cultivation.
"Hmph! At least you have a conscience, unlike those previous n!"
Liu Su snorted.
"Previous?" Qin Gengyun asked, "Susu, you’ve never talked about your past."
Liu Su fell silent.
Back in the Cyan Lotus Sect, whenever senior brothers or sisters got injured, she would help the dical cultivators treat them.
Those senior brothers and sisters always lacked gratitude; after treatnt, they’d pat her head, pinch her cheeks, saying, "Little Liu Su, you’re so cute, hahaha!"
Only Senior Sister Hongtang would always say "thank you" to Liu Su.
On that day, when the Saintess nearly lost control during a breakthrough, Senior Sister Hongtang went out to gather spiritual liquid needed for the breakthrough.
Liu Su and the dical cultivators prepared various herbs and pills, waiting for Hongtang’s return.
However, Senior Sister Hongtang never returned.
"Susu, Susu, why are you crying?"
A gentle voice brought her back, and Liu Su felt her face, already wet with tears without realizing it.
After Senior Sister Hongtang’s death, the Saintess’s deanor changed.
Perhaps from that day, she decided to change herself, to follow the Sect Leader, becoming the Saintess of the Cyan Lotus Sect, seeking inner peace.
Yet, no one knew the Saintess never forgave herself.
She always thought she had killed Senior Sister Hongtang.
After the Cyan Lotus Sect’s massacre, though her cultivation significantly reduced, she was willing to be with an ordinary low-level loose cultivator to seek revenge.
For the Saintess, that character was possibly worse than death?
The more Liu Su thought, the sadder she beca—mourning for the Saintess, for Senior Sister Hongtang, and for the fallen senior brothers and sisters.
Wah~~
She suddenly lay on Qin Gengyun’s chest, wailing and sobbing.
Qin Gengyun was stunned, unable to comprehend why she suddenly burst into tears. He hurriedly said:
"Susu, stop crying. My clothes are new, and you’re soaking them."
"Mmm~~~"
Liu Su wriggled, raising a hand to smack him, crying even harder.
Qin Gengyun grimaced in pain, realizing how genuinely upset Liu Su was. Instinctively, he raised his hand to gently stroke her hair:
"There, there, don’t cry, be good."
As he spoke, Qin Gengyun’s hand froze.
A petite silhouette stood at the doorway, her round little face expressionless, calmly watching the two embracing.
Qin Gengyun, overjoyed, found his spiritual power recovering significantly. He pushed Liu Su off the bed, standing up to approach:
"Darling, you’re back!"
Qin Gengyun bead happily, but after two steps, his weakened legs faltered, causing him to fall forward. Qiu Zhihe raised a hand to steady him, her brow slightly furrowed:
"What’s happened to you?"
"Waaah, Miss, you’re back! My lord just had a fight, look, he’s all soft now, waaah!"
Liu Su got up from the floor, relaying the situation between sobs to Qiu Zhihe.
Seeing Liu Su in her underwear and shorts, Qiu Zhihe replied calmly, "Go outside first."
"Oh."
Liu Su noticed Qiu Zhihe’s displeased expression and obediently left without further ado.
Once the door closed, Qiu Zhihe turned to ask, "What really happ...."
Swoosh, Qin Gengyun tightly embraced her.
"Darling, you finally ca back!"
The guy, weakened in the legs, clung to Qiu Zhihe, practically hanging onto his wife’s form.
Qiu Zhihe was pushed back by his body until her back hit the door, effectively getting pinned against it. Her expression turned cold as she raised her palm:
"Let go..."
"Darling, I missed you."
Qiu Zhihe paused, instinctively replying, "We were only apart for two days."
"A day apart feels like three autumns!"
Qin Gengyun’s legs wobbled, his entire body pressing against Qiu Zhihe, pinning her to the door.
"Darling, next ti you go anywhere, take with you. I don’t want to be apart again!"
"Shut up!"
"Okay!"
"If you don’t... remove your hands, ah... if you continue, I won’t be kind to you!"
In the bedroom, Qiu Zhihe’s warning abruptly cut off.
Because Qin Gengyun’s lips had sealed hers.
Qiu Zhihe’s eyes widened, an icy murderous look surged on her face. She raised a hand, aiming straight at Qin Gengyun’s head.
Yet it never ca down, overwheld by Qin Gengyun’s advance, causing her breath to quicken, her cheeks flushing.
Finally, the frosty gaze within her eyes slowly lted away.
A mont later, Qiu Zhihe closed her eyes.
Considering he’s injured, she’d let it slide this ti.
Just this once.
Only this once.
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