Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 1003: The Wife Who Has No Spiritual Roots in the Cultivation Novels

As the warm liquid spread between their lips and teeth, Shen Qingci could even clearly feel the trembling of Miaomiao's tongue.

But at this moment he had no time to care, after all, with a soft and fragrant woman in his arms, and even offering him a kiss, this was perhaps the moment in his life that tested his self-control the most.

In an effort to make himself look more like a dying corpse, he even remotely pressed his acupoints. Even so, the fluid that was transferred to him still excited him so much that the veins on his forehead bulged.

Shen Qingci kept a close eye on Miaomiao's actions, suppressing the surging heat in his heart. He deliberately made his breathing lighter, and even the movement of his Adam's apple was somewhat "weak" and hesitant, just to make the scene look more real.

However, for Miaomiao at this moment, it was no longer necessary.

Her mind was almost a jumbled mess, as if she were in a dream, and she even felt a strange sense of excitement.

For a moment, Miaomiao was even a little confused about whether the man she had kissed was the aloof immortal master or the pitiful male prostitute she had saved with a fortune. But when she saw the bloodstains on the corner of his mouth, she regained some consciousness and fed him a little more when she was more clear-headed.

When Miaomiao finally finished feeding the last bit of medicine from the small porcelain bottle, she didn't even have the strength to put the other person on the bed beside her. She could only lean to one side, panting, and pinch herself.

She kept telling herself that the man in front of her was Master Shen, who had saved her life, her savior, not some man she had spent a fortune on.

Unfortunately, if the snake's alluring venom is used in a well-ventilated place and the snake demon's level is extremely low, there might be a chance to regain consciousness for a short period of time.

However, none of these conditions apply to Miaomiao.

To avoid the inexplicably murderous snake demon, after arriving at this cave, Master Shen blocked the entrance. The only breathing space was through a few cracks in the mountain, which was not enough to allow air to escape.

Furthermore, this snake demon possessed extremely high cultivation among all the demonic beasts, and was also the most solitary single demon among them. Its alluring juices had never been used, so they were naturally concentrated essences, and its demonic energy was thousands of times greater than that of an ordinary snake demon.

Miao Miao is able to occasionally regain consciousness after inhaling the inhaled substance, purely because of her amazing willpower.

Shen Qingci felt a pang of affection and wanted to hug his little girl, but he couldn't. At least for now, without her taking the initiative, all he could do was wait, wait for her to love him.

Seeing that his little girl was about to stab herself in order to regain her senses, Shen Qingci pretended to have been successfully healed by the medicine and let out a low groan.

Hearing the sound, Miaomiao took her hand out of the mustard seed space. Seeing that Shen Xianshi, who had been like a corpse, had finally moved, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.

She's feeling like she's dreaming right now, a little dazed.

Miaomiao looked at Master Shen's handsome face, and watched him slowly open his eyes. His eyes seemed to be veiled with moisture, no longer possessing their former cool and gentle nature, but rather appearing fragile and easily manipulated...

"Miss Miaomiao, you saved me..."

Shen Qingci's voice was hoarse, as if it had been sanded. He looked at the little girl whose cheeks were flushed and eyes were hazy from the allure. As he lowered his head, his Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously, suppressing the infatuation in his eyes.

Miaomiao watched as Master Shen, supporting himself on the stone bed, seemed to be trying to sit up. However, he almost fell over because his arms were too weak.

Seeing this, Miaomiao subconsciously reached out to help him, but when she touched his sleeve, she remembered what she had just done.

The sight of their lips touching made her unconsciously take a deep breath, and the alluring atmosphere of the enclosed space instantly filled her chest again.

At this point, Miaomiao didn't know what it was; she only thought it was some kind of neurotoxin.

So, she didn't know that by taking that deep breath, she had taken a big step toward her most primal nature.

"Brother Shen, how are you feeling?"

But in the end, she still remembered to check on Shen Qingci's injuries.

Shen Qingci took in Miaomiao's embarrassment and a reassuring smile appeared on his lips.

"I feel much better."

After Shen Qingci finished speaking, she seemed to think of something, and looked down at her blood-stained clothes, her brows furrowing slightly.

"My wound needs some medicine, but I'm a little weak right now..."

As Shen Qingci spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed the collar of his clothes. The clothes, which should have been very protective, tore open with a "rip" sound right in front of Miaomiao with the slightest pressure from his fingertips.

That muscular chest stood there starkly before Miaomiao, bearing a few red marks that inexplicably made her envious.

The dim light of the luminous pearl shone on him, adding a touch of broken beauty to his appearance.

Miao Miao's breath hitched, and her eyes seemed glued to her, unable to look away.

She recalled that fleeting glimpse by the stream, and the warm skin she had touched while feeding her medicine; her heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst from her chest. Subconsciously, Miaomiao swallowed.

Shen Qingci naturally knew that the girl was staring straight at him, but now was the perfect time to seduce her.

He took the opportunity to weakly pull out another porcelain bottle from his mustard seed space, his fingertips trembling slightly, as if even unscrewing the cap was extremely difficult.

When the ointment was applied to the wrong spot again, Miaomiao finally snatched the medicine from Shen Qingci's hand.

"Let me help you."

Shen Qingci's smile deepened, but he looked up at Miaomiao with an embarrassed expression. It seemed that it took him a while to realize Miaomiao's intention before he slowly nodded with a gentle expression.

But the tips of her ears were completely red...

Miaomiao sprinkled the powder from the small porcelain bottle onto Shen Xianshi's shoulder. When her fingertips touched his skin, she felt that it was incredibly hot.

She carefully applied the medicine powder that she had accidentally spilled in the wrong place to the wound with her fingertips, her movements as gentle as if she were afraid of breaking it.

The medicine powder was very effective; almost instantly after being applied, the wound began to show signs of healing. And by the time Miaomiao had evenly spread the last bit of powder, the wound had returned to its normal appearance...

However, at this moment, Miaomiao was somewhat disoriented...