Chapter 237 - Gathering for Cultivation (37) (2/2)

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Yan Yin had a splitting headache. He was weak all over and couldn’t raise his hand for a long time. But then the warm and delicate touch under his fingers awakened him.

He turned his head to see Ming Shu in his arms with a quiet sleeping face. She looked as soft as a cloud floating in the sky.

Putongputongputong—

They were lying together on one bed.

Last night…

What happened last night?

Yan Yin could feel that he had no clothing on his body. But the one in his arms was fully dressed.

“You are awake.” Ming Shu’s voice suddenly sounded, which startled Yan Yin a bit.

“Junior Sister, last night, we…”

Ming Shu raised her head and bloomed a smile. “We didn’t do anything, Senior Brother, are you disappointed?”

“You have slept with me, and now you want to deny it?” Yan Yin controlled Ming Shu’s body, preventing her from getting out of his arms. Something on him was growing hard at an unspeakable speed.

Ming Shu could feel it very strongly.

Ming Shu’s face changed and the temperature of her smile dropped a few degrees. “Senior Brother, do you believe that I can let you never feel happiness.”

Yan Yin continued holding Ming Shu tightly in his arms. His long legs stretched out and pressed against Ming Shu. “As long as I can stay with Junior Sister, I will be happy.”

Yan Yin didn’t move and waited for that something to settle down.

But he waited for a long time… Yan Yin was a little embarrassed. “Uh, it’s none of my business, it’s doing this by itself…”

“You say that like it doesn’t grow on your body.” Ming Shu began to kick Yan Yin. The latter had no strength at all, so he had to release Ming Shu.

Ming Shu turned over and got out of bed.

So hungry, I need to find something to eat.

Ming Shu left the room without even looking back.

Yan Yin checked the wound in his back. The devil’s aura seemed to have faded a lot. Although he had no strength, he felt much better than before.

When Ming Shu came back, Yan Yin was still lying on the bed. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ming Shu. “Junior Sister, what did you do to me last night?”

“Dual cultivation, haven’t you heard of it before?” Ming Shu put a plate of biscuits in front of him unwillingly.

My rations.

Now I have to share with this person.

“Dual cultivation?” Yan Yin didn’t seem to believe her. “Wouldn’t that need…”

“Heh.” Ming Shu reached out to take a biscuit and began nibbling. “Who told you that dual cultivation requires that kind of thing?”

“Isn’t that common sense?”

“Was your common sense taught by dogs?”

“Junior Sister, can you not attack me personally?”

“I was just speaking the truth.” Ming Shu finished one biscuit quickly and took another one. “Real dual cultivation is not lewd like that.”

Lewd…

Lewd…

His world view was being reshaped again.

Ming Shu was going to finish all the biscuits soon. After hesitating for a while, she decided to save two biscuits for Yan Yin. She then supported herself with her arms on both sides of Yan Yin and looked at him demandingly. “Listen, if I reached the level of Foundation Establishment, I will kill you.”

Dual cultivation might advance her level as well, which was not what she wanted.

I really don’t want to cultivate immortality.

I just want to be with my snacks.

“You don’t want Foundation Establishment? Why?” Yan Yin remembered that his Junior Sister hadn’t built a foundation yet.

Ming Shu paused for several seconds, then answered, “I don’t want to be struck to a Black Coal by the lightning. My beauty doesn’t allow that to happen.”

Yan Yin blurted out, “I can do that for you.”

“Heh, you’d better take care of yourself first.”

Ming Shu got up and prepared to leave.

Yan Yin suddenly reached out to place a hand on her neck and pulled her to his face. His pale lips approached.

Ming Shu slapped him without any hesitation, then stood up straight. “Are you addicted now?”

“Only addicted to you.”

Yan Yin straightened his mask, which was slapped aside by Ming Shu, and looked straight into Ming Shu’s eyes.

Ming Shu chuckled, then left decisively with the remaining biscuits.

Yan Yin: “…”

I haven’t had any one of them!