...
"Weak? Can't get up?
Fine, you can doubt my character, but you absolutely cannot doubt my strength!"
Xuan Hao gritted his teeth, suddenly tightened his arms around Qian Renxue's waist, completely sealing off the last gap between them, and aggressively moved even closer.
Qian Renxue wanted to say something more, but after only a few breaths, the teasing look on her face froze instantly.
Because she could clearly feel it in the position where the two of them were pressed tightly together!
Are you satisfied now?
Xuan Hao looked at Qian Renxue's ears, which had turned bright red instantly, and said, "You little hooligan!"
"You...you're the scoundrel!"
Feeling embarrassed and annoyed at being "slapped in the face" on the spot, Qian Renxue glared at him and tried to push him away with her hands on his chest, but she was too weak to muster any strength.
Her face was red as she whispered a defense, "I was just... I was just worried about your health!"
"Heh, what's the use of saying these sarcastic things now?"
Xuan Hao rolled his eyes speechlessly, sighed, and said with a hint of resentment in his voice, "Now that you've stirred up the fire, what am I going to do?
You're the one who's talking big, but I'm the one who's suffering now."
Seeing Xuan Hao's restrained yet somewhat aggrieved expression, Qian Renxue bit her lower lip, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes.
"Then... how about... I help you?"
Xuan Hao sighed helplessly, stopped teasing, and instead hugged Qian Renxue even tighter, burying his face deeply in the fragrant crook of her neck.
"Okay, stop fooling around."
"You have no experience, you'll only make things worse by trying to help.
Don't make things even more awkward and embarrassing for me later."
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath of her scent, and gently coaxed, "Don't move, sweetie, let me hold you for a while...
I'll be fine once I calm down."
That being said, with the two of them embracing each other so closely, feeling the soft, jade-like body in his arms and the delicate fragrance lingering around his nose, even if Xuan Hao had strong willpower, how could he easily quell the evil fire in his body that he had finally managed to suppress?
After hugging for a while, Qian Renxue suddenly sensed that Xuan Hao, who was lying on top of her, began to slowly shrink down restlessly.
This sudden action startled Qian Renxue.
Her mind went blank for a moment, and the blush that had just faded from her cheeks spread back at a visible speed.
That bastard... did he finally give in and try to do something "outrageous"?
Although reason told her that she absolutely couldn't do anything reckless given Xuan Hao's current physical condition, Qian Renxue remembered that it was indeed her teasing that had provoked him to this state.
She gripped the bed sheet tightly, bit her red lips, and ultimately couldn't bring herself to harden her heart and push him away.
After all, he caused this trouble himself. If he really wants to... then let him be.
However, it turns out that Qian Renxue had clearly misunderstood the situation.
Xuan Hao slid down slowly for a distance before stopping.
He didn't do anything indecent or lewd; he simply stretched out his arms and wrapped them around her slender, soft waist, then buried his head deeply in her chest like a child who had finally found a safe haven.
As time passed, the room grew quiet, with only the sound of their intertwined breathing remaining.
Xuan Hao's breathing, which was originally somewhat heavy and hot, miraculously calmed down after he was in her warm embrace, becoming even and long.
Qian Renxue lowered her head and, by the faint moonlight filtering in from the window, looked at the boy in her arms who had buried his head in her chest and whose sleeping face looked rather obedient.
The nervousness and shyness she had felt earlier vanished instantly.
Instead, a strange, even maternal, tenderness welled up in my heart like an unstoppable spring.
Yes, she almost forgot.
This seemingly powerful and domineering figure, capable of unleashing devastating "blood bombs" at the slightest provocation and manipulating the entire continent's situation, is, in reality... just a child.
She was also a child she had watched grow up, bit by bit.
Qian Renxue's gaze softened completely.
She sighed softly, stretched out her fair arms, and gently hugged Xuan Hao back.
Gone was the tense, fiery passion of before, and the blush-inducing primal urges.
The two simply embraced quietly, enjoying this moment of gentle tranquility that belonged only to each other.
After an unknown amount of time, just as Qian Renxue was infected by this warm atmosphere and her eyelids began to droop, she was about to fall into a deep sleep.
Xuan Hao, who was in her arms, suddenly moved.
He abruptly pulled his head out of her arms and darted upwards, bringing his handsome face, tinged with excitement, close to her eyes once again.
"Ah!" Qian Renxue was startled awake by the sudden movement, all sleepiness gone, and she was once again thrown into extreme panic.
She instinctively placed her hands on Xuan Hao's chest, stammering, "What...what are you doing?! Did you lose control again...?"
However, Xuan Hao slapped his thigh, spoiling the mood, his eyes shining brightly in the darkness:
"Oh dear! I almost forgot the important matter!
Xue'er, didn't I tell you before that once my cultivation breaks through to level seventy, I'll teach you how to condense a soul core together!"
"..."
Qian Renxue stared at him blankly, as if she had been frozen in place, a row of question marks slowly floating across her forehead.
"Anyway, we're just killing time in the middle of the night.
I've been suffering from qi and blood deficiency lately and can't fight anyone, so let's take advantage of this free time to condense our soul cores!"
Xuan Hao planned enthusiastically, completely unaware of Qian Renxue's face, which had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Qian Renxue felt like she was about to choke on her own blood; she was utterly speechless.
This is an ambiguous moment in the dead of night, a lonely man and woman in bed together, having just finished being intimate...
Do you really have to bring up such a mood-ruining, hardcore training topic?!
Are you a piece of wood that has come to life?!
But looking into Xuan Hao's eyes, which were full of seriousness and expectation, Qian Renxue's anger and embarrassment could only turn into a helpless sigh, and she gritted her teeth and agreed.
Well, they can't really do anything outrageous until his weak body recovers anyway.
Given Xuan Hao's current eerily unwavering composure, she knew very well that no matter how much she undressed and teased him, this bastard would not budge an inch as long as he brought up the banner of "cultivation"!
Seeing that Qian Renxue finally gritted her teeth and compromised, Xuan Hao didn't delay any longer.
He immediately dropped his playful demeanor and became more serious than ever before.
"Condensing a soul core is no child's play.
It is extremely dangerous.
Once you start, you must devote yourself to it wholeheartedly and cannot afford to be distracted in the slightest."
Xuan Hao straightened his clothes, sat up from the bed, and solemnly instructed, "So, before we officially begin, you should call in the Serpent Spear Douluo from outside.
For the next three days, we must not be disturbed by anyone under any circumstances."
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