It's broken, and was picked up by a femme fatale

Chapter 14 Why is your face so red?
In the bright side room, an expensive spiritual lamp was lit.

This is a lamp made of spiritual stone, and its brightness is as bright as that of electric lights on Earth.

I've been in here a few times before, and it was pitch black inside and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Now that the spiritual power lamp was on, Lu Yuan could finally see the original appearance of the side room.

This was originally a small mine, but now it has been cleaned up.

There are some furniture made of Huanghuali wood that looks extremely expensive.

The originally uneven ground was now covered with thick carpet.

It looks like these things were moved from Taining City.

Speaking of which, Zhao Qiaoer's aesthetic taste has always been online.

Not only the clothes, but also the furniture are noble and elegant.

Lu Yuan was shirtless and wiping the purple and blue bruises on his neck himself.

Zhao Qiaoer sat behind Lu Yuan and helped wipe the purple and blue bruises on the back of Lu Yuan's neck.

"Sigh~~"

Zhao Qiaoer, who was helping Lu Yuan wipe the bruise on the back of his neck, was not sure what she was thinking. Her nails, which were painted with bright red nail polish, were a bit sharp and poked the bruise on Lu Yuan's neck, causing him to gasp.

Lu Yuan knew it hurt.

Although Lu Yuan has the Shennong body, it does not mean that he does not feel pain or is not aware of cold or heat.

Lu Yuan will have all the necessary feelings.

But what are the characteristics of Shennong body? It is like in the cold winter, ordinary people will be frozen to death if they stay outside with bare chest for one night.

Lu Yuan possesses the Shennong Body. Although he will shiver and feel very uncomfortable due to the cold, he will not be frozen to death.

It seems that this Shennong body seems to have flaws.

But actually, this is perfect.

After all, if Shennong Body pursues perfection, it cannot feel cold or heat, touch, or pain.

Let’s not talk about anything else for now. Let’s just say that if I get married in the future and can’t feel anything when I do that, then wouldn’t that make me a eunuch?
Lu Yuan's inhalation brought Zhao Qiaoer, who was sitting behind Lu Yuan and didn't know what she was thinking, back to her senses and she quickly withdrew her hand.

But thinking that he had only poked Lu Yuan lightly just now, he couldn't help but snorted and said:

"You deserve it. Who told you to just walk into someone else's room?"

Zhao Qiaoer said this, but her hands became much gentler, as if she was afraid of hurting Lu Yuan.

As for Zhao Qiaoer's words, Lu Yuan said helplessly:

"My lady, we are really wronged in this matter.

At that time, I had just got up and was about to eat when someone came to the yard and said you were looking for me.

I thought you had something urgent to do, so I didn't think much about it and came right away."

Listening to Lu Yuan's words, Zhao Qiaoer narrowed her narrow and beautiful eyes slightly, and then said:
"Who spread the message?"

Logically speaking, Lu Yuan couldn't accuse Li Dahu, after all, there was no evidence.

"It must be Li Dahu. They were on their way down the mountain, waiting to see me make a fool of myself."

Lu Yuan said directly.

Just say it, just say it, just say it.

After hearing this, Zhao Qiaoer nodded slightly and said nothing.

Lu Yuan didn't know what Zhao Qiaoer meant, but even if Zhao Qiaoer didn't care, Lu Yuan had a way to deal with Li Dahu.

Just when Lu Yuan was thinking about how to deal with Li Dahu from now on, Zhao Qiaoer suddenly said:

"You're angry?"

Ok?
Lu Yuan immediately waved his hand and said:
"Fortunately, I didn't have to..."

Before Lu Yuan finished speaking, Zhao Qiaoer interrupted him:

"I'm not talking about him, I'm talking about me..."

Zhao Qiaoer finally asked the question.

Although, judging from the conversation just now, Lu Yuan didn't seem to be very angry with him.

However, after getting to know each other for the past few days, Zhao Qiaoer also realized that Lu Yuan was very good at pretending.

When his favorability was low before, he acted like he was very close to me.

Um?
Hearing this, Lu Yuan was startled at first, and then he said seriously:
"How could that be? This is Li Dahu's fault. It has nothing to do with us. How could we be angry with the queen?"

Hearing this, Zhao Qiaoer breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Qiaoer could feel that Lu Yuan was indeed not angry with her.

But which line of text disappeared... Zhao Qiaoer couldn't figure out why.

However, that kind of thing appeared strangely in the first place, so if it disappeared just as strangely, it didn't seem to be a problem.

Anyway, no matter what, it's good that Lu Yuan doesn't have any prejudice against me because of this incident.

Zhao Qiaoer thought this way to comfort herself.

However, at this moment, Lu Yuan said indignantly:
“But I still feel a little resentful.”

Ok?
After Zhao Qiaoer came to her senses, she immediately said:
"what?"

Zhao Qiaoer was very happy that Lu Yuan was willing to talk to her more.

Especially this kind of heartfelt words, Zhao Qiaoer loved to hear them even more.

Lu Yuan immediately said with an indignant look:

"I was indeed fascinated by your tail at that time, and said something that was not quite right or wrong.

But I didn’t touch it after all. If I did, it would be worth it to get beaten up like this, but I…

hiss!!!"

Before Lu Yuan could finish his words, Zhao Qiaoer's delicate hand with bright red nail polish twisted the soft flesh on Lu Yuan's waist.

Lu Yuan didn't turn around and didn't see Zhao Qiaoer's current appearance, otherwise he would have been frightened.

Zhao Qiaoer's extremely beautiful face was completely red, and it was almost emitting white smoke.

Zhao Qiaoer was so embarrassed by Lu Yuan's words.

What is being fascinated by its own tail...

What's in your heart...

Whatever you touch is worth it...

In particular, Zhao Qiaoer heard Lu Yuan say yesterday, something like licking, biting... and playing all night long.

Because of those words, Zhao Qiaoer didn't sleep well that night.

I had almost forgotten about it, but Lu Yuan suddenly came again and talked about it in front of me.

Zhao Qiaoer immediately said in embarrassment:

"Alright, alright, stop talking about this..."

When Lu Yuan heard this, he curled his lips but didn't say anything.

Let’s do it.

What’s past is past. As long as the two of them are fine now, that’s enough.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

The side room was completely settled.

To be honest, it was still a bit awkward. Lu Yuan, who had been tense for a while, was the first to lose his composure and started to talk about something:
"that……

I'm really sorry for delaying your cultivation."

Usually Zhao Qiaoer would practice at this time.

This was because I was applying medicine to myself, which delayed others.

In response to Lu Yuan's words, Zhao Qiaoer just applied the medicine to Lu Yuan carefully and gently, and said casually:

"It doesn't matter. It's useless anyway..."

Ok?
Listening to Zhao Qiaoer's somewhat discouraging words, Lu Yuan remembered the painful sound he heard when he first entered this side room yesterday.

And there was also the look of him reverting to his ancestral form when he first met Zhao Qiaoer.

Now Zhao Qiaoer has a big white and beautiful leg after practicing.

It’s just like the monsters in the mountains were able to transform into humans through cultivation.

And the tail of the big snake belongs to Zhao Qiaoer.

It's like watching Journey to the West. If a monster is killed, it will turn back into its original monster form.

Or after being seriously injured or something, it will change back to its original form.

In addition, these half-demons who have reverted to their original form hate themselves very much, and generally speaking, they will not reveal their true selves easily.

If that's the case...

Lu Yuan suddenly turned around and looked at Zhao Qiaoer and said:

"My lady, are you ill? How about we take a look at you...

Ok?
Madam, are you really sick?
Why is your face so red?

(End of this chapter)