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Because Qian Renxue was genuinely worried that Xuan Hao's extreme method of "physical cooling" might actually cause some problems to a man's manhood, she reluctantly and with great effort, under the unusual stubbornness and compromise of this proud Crown Prince.
However, the young master of the Spirit Hall and the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire is a complete theoretical idiot and a complete novice in this regard.
Because she had no experience, her clumsy and awkward operation took her a whole morning to finally declare "success" while she was covered in sweat.
Shaking her slightly sore, delicate hands, Qian Renxue lay panting on the pillow.
At this moment, she finally realized with a deep and direct understanding just how ridiculously strong Xuan Hao's body, tempered by the bloodline of the dragon race, truly was!
This even made her start to worry deeply: when the two of them were finally ready to take that final step... could her body really withstand the torment of this humanoid dragon?!
She wasn't like Xiao Wu or Ning Rongrong, naive young girls whose understanding of relationships was limited to holding hands and hugging.
She was mature and understood how detrimental such things could be to the long-term stability of a relationship.
If the man is inadequate, causing the woman to be unsatisfied for a long time, the relationship will inevitably develop cracks; similarly, if the man's needs are too terrifying, and the woman cannot meet them for a long time, or even feels like she is being tortured every time, then the relationship will also suffer an irreparable breakdown!
Qian Renxue's mind was a jumbled mess, and an absurd thought even popped into her head uncontrollably: given this guy's inhuman physique, his usual womanizing and flirting with young girls... from a long-term perspective, it seems, perhaps, maybe... he's indirectly sharing the "firepower" for her in the future?!
"No, no! Am I going crazy?!
What the hell am I thinking?!"
Qian Renxue shook her head violently, startled by her own dangerous and "magnanimous" thought, and quickly suppressed it.
Meanwhile, Xuan Hao had no idea how outrageous Qian Renxue's beautiful little brain had already imagined their future "married life" to such an extent.
In fact, he was simply suppressing his boiling blood and forcing himself to calm down so as not to damage Qian Renxue's confidence, who was just a newbie.
Otherwise, given this girl's haphazard and ineffective approach, he absolutely couldn't possibly manage it, let alone just one morning, even if he kept her up until dark.
Seeing Qian Renxue's tired yet shy appearance, Xuan Hao gently ruffled her blonde hair and said softly, "Alright, I've been here for several days now, it's time to go back and check on Rongrong and the others, so they don't overthink things in the hotel."
Upon hearing that Xuan Hao was leaving, Qian Renxue, who was currently huddled tightly under the covers, simply gave a muffled "hmm".
Her mind was now filled with the unspeakable, stimulating images of that morning, and her face was as red as a ripe apple.
What embarrassed her most was that after finally managing to extinguish this guy's passion with all her might, during this intimate contact, her own previously untouched body had actually been aroused...!
Worried that Xuan Hao would notice her unusual behavior, Qian Renxue pulled the blanket over half her face and said with a shifty look in her eyes,
"Then you should go quickly.
I'm tired too, and I need to rest."
Xuan Hao smiled, bent down, and kissed her forehead.
However, the moment their lips touched, Xuan Hao keenly sensed something was wrong.
Her skin was incredibly hot, even her breath felt unusually scorching!
"What's wrong?" Xuan Hao frowned slightly, looking at her with a puzzled expression.
"Do you have a fever?"
"No...it's nothing, I was just tired and a little dizzy."
Qian Renxue didn't dare to look him in the eye and stammered her excuse.
Xuan Hao's expression turned strange as he looked at her with longing in her eyes, her legs awkwardly rubbing together, and her face flushed.
He leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "Xue'er...you didn't...you didn't get aroused when you were helping me earlier, did you?"
Qian Renxue was instantly filled with shame and indignation after her secret thoughts were exposed.
She bit her lip tightly and buried her head in the pillow, not daring to reply.
Looking at her alluring yet pitiful appearance, a dark glint flashed in Xuan Hao's eyes.
After thinking for a moment, he simply lifted the corner of the blanket and crawled back into bed.
"What...what are you doing?!"
Qian Renxue panicked instantly, shrinking back like a startled deer.
"You wouldn't be thinking of...no way!"
"Don't be nervous. I've said before, it's too early now. I'll wait until you're truly ready."
Xuan Hao gently pulled her back into his arms, stroking her soft blonde hair lightly. "But... you've worked so hard to help me all morning.
It's only right to reciprocate. Now, it's my turn to help you relax."
Qian Renxue's face instantly turned bright red, her mind going completely blank:
"Help me? How can you help me..."
"Relax, leave it to me."
Before he finished speaking, Xuan Hao lifted the brocade quilt covering the two of them.
He slid down in the process, under Qian Renxue's extremely shocked and ashamed gaze.
"Ugh—! Xuanhao! You...don't..."
Qian Renxue was struck dumb, jerking her long neck back and letting out a sweet but broken gasp.
Her fair hands gripped the sheets tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.
However, her feeble resistance and rejection were nothing more than a drop in the ocean.
Qian Renxue trembled violently as if she had been electrocuted, then completely collapsed onto the bed, unable to lift even a finger.
Xuan Hao crawled out from under the covers and looked at Qian Renxue, who was lying on the bed with dazed eyes, rapid breathing, and almost unconscious.
He was really worried about leaving her on the wet bed like that.
He simply picked up her limp, delicate body and carefully carried her to the large, comfortable sofa outside the secret room.
Then, he took out a precious dragon spirit mushroom leaf from his soul tool and gently fed it to her to help her recover her energy.
He then put on a black robe and quietly stayed by her side.
After a long while, Qian Renxue's disoriented eyes finally refocused.
Recalling the absurd and utterly shameful scene from just moments ago, Qian Renxue no longer had the courage to even glance at Xuan Hao.
She gripped the sofa cushions tightly, covering her face, her voice barely audible, trembling with a mixture of anger and embarrassment:
"You...why aren't you leaving yet..."
Xuan Hao was speechless when he saw her shy and bashful appearance, as if she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
He reached out and removed the pillow from her face, pinching her burning cheek with a hint of annoyance:
"You're so exhausted, and the bed is unusable.
Do you think I'm just going to leave like this?"
"Rest well, little newbie."
Xuan Hao chuckled softly and placed a light kiss on her forehead.
"Lie still and wait until you've fully recovered your strength before I leave."
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