Douluo: Peerless Light...

Chapter 60 It’s Not That We Can’t Afford It!

"Okay." Ma Xiaotao said in a suppressed voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, his legs unconsciously shrank, and then he withdrew his hands first as if he could not hold on any longer, and then his whole body went limp as if he was exhausted. If he had not sat cross-legged with his legs for support, he would have fallen down at the slightest breeze.

Minghui withdrew his hand and opened his eyes at this time.

"?" He was stunned immediately.

Within sight, Ma Xiaotao's cheeks were so red that they seemed to bleed, and she was sweaty and wet all over. This made the already cool and loose fabric stick to her skin, revealing her texture while highlighting her beautiful figure.

Her pink eyes were slightly closed and her eyelashes trembled.

Perhaps because her body had been alternating between hot and cold just now, a faint white mist was still rising from her, like a beauty just out of the bath.

Steam girl?
Minghui swallowed subconsciously, then with great willpower he suppressed the restless soul of a young man in his twenties and asked in confusion.

"Sister Xiaotao, what are you doing?"

To be honest, if they had not just practiced together, he would have suspected that Ma Xiaotao had solved the evil fire problem privately. Although he was still a rookie who had never practiced in actual combat, it did not prevent him from having 300G of the little sister in his D drive.

There is still some theoretical knowledge!

"No, it's okay." Seeing Minghui's Adam's apple moving, Ma Xiaotao's pretty face became hot and her voice was soft and weak, feeling a little guilty.

How shameful! Give me a crack in the ground so I can crawl in and bury myself!
My heart is roaring.

At the same time, the brain is working in overload, trying to find an excuse as quickly as possible.

"Maybe it's because my martial soul is of fire attribute." She still lowered her head and dared not raise it.

"Your ultimate ice soul power consumed a lot of evil fire while running through my body, and also made me sweat a lot, bringing out a lot of impurities."

She was not lying about this. Her body was alternating between hot and cold, and her muscles contracted and squeezed out a lot of impurities.

"That's pretty good!" Minghui looked at him. Although Ma Xiaotao lowered his head, he was short!

It was clear that there was a light layer of oil on Ma Xiaotao's face, but it was not obvious because the hot sweat had washed away some of it and her blushing face made it less obvious.

I'm afraid even the blackheads will be gone now, he thought to himself.

"Sister Xiaotao, the skin on your face has indeed become tighter, the lines are more distinct, and it looks better." Minghui did not hesitate to praise her for her future physical training.

Ma Xiaotao immediately felt her face getting hotter. Although she was happy to be praised, she was a little embarrassed in her current state. However, these were not the main points, and it was not the time to worry about them. The most important thing was to go back to the room and take a shower!
So she suppressed her emotions and raised her head, her pretty face flushed like a blooming red rose.

"Xiaohui, let's go out first. I'm sweating all over now, I need to wash up."

"Okay!" Minghui nodded and stood up quickly. He felt refreshed and full of strength.

Perhaps because of the extreme ice soul power regulating the temperature in his body, he did not sweat.

On the other side, Ma Xiaotao tried to stand up with her hands, but just as she stood up a little, she felt her legs become weak and even trembling, and she sat down again.

Coupled with that inexplicable strange feeling, his face, which had originally calmed down a little, suddenly turned red again.

Minghui noticed that Ma Xiaotao was acting strange, and subconsciously asked, "Sister Xiaotao, are you okay?"

"Ahhhh this is so embarrassing!" Ma Xiaotao was almost going crazy. For fear of being noticed, she dared not show any hesitation in front of Minghui, so she could only scream in her heart.

When I thought about going through this again when we were practicing together in the future, I suddenly felt even more sad and angry.

The next second, he suddenly became determined, turning his grief and anger into strength, and raised his head and said in shame:
"It's all because of your ultimate ice that my legs are numb from the cold. Why don't you help me up?"

Oh, woman! Before, when she received my ultimate ice soul power, she looked unsatisfied. Now that she is done, she just refuses to admit it and blames me for being too powerful. Minghui was a little speechless, but he still did it. He strode to Ma Xiaotao's side, bent down, grabbed Ma Xiaotao's outstretched arm and pulled it up. The latter went around his head and put it on the other shoulder, holding it firmly.

Then she pushed hard and felt a sudden tingling sensation in her thighs. Her pretty face flushed and she staggered.

Seeing that he was about to collapse again, Ma Xiaotao subconsciously used her arms to support her body.

He immediately held Minghui's head in front of him, allowing Minghui to experience the impact of the meat bomb.

"Sister Xiaotao, please be steady!" Minghui not only did not feel that this was a benefit, but felt very depressed.

The scent of sweat is deceptive, it obviously has a strong smell, and the key is that it made his face wet, and the cloth stuck to it looked like it had just been washed with dirt and hadn't been wrung out yet.

It felt like wiping your own face with the rag that someone else had just used to wipe their sweat after a workout.

Inexplicable resistance.

Ma Xiaotao felt disdainful and became very angry. She lowered her head and glared at Minghui, who was much shorter than her and whose head only reached her neck. She said indignantly:
"You unromantic guy, your sister, such a beautiful woman, gave you the opportunity to hug you, but you don't appreciate it? I make you despise me, I make you despise me." As she said this, she suddenly exerted force, pulled the little head over and grabbed her chest.

There was a turbulent wave.

Minghui, with half of his face pressed against his face, could not see the scene above his head. He only felt that all the sweat from Ma Xiaotao's clothes was squeezed onto his face, and half of his neck and arms were covered with sweat mixed with impurities and salt, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Minghui got angry. He used his five fingers to hold onto the slender waist to steady himself, then he suddenly pinched the soft flesh and looked up in wide eyes.

His eyes passed the abruptness and looked directly at the woman.

"If you do that again, I'll spank you!"

"Hiss!" Ma Xiaotao grimaced in pain and cursed, "How dare you, kid!"

But she didn't dare to continue, because she felt the displeasure in Minghui's tone, and he definitely dared to spank her.

"You're so cruel!" He gritted his teeth, moved his hands back to his shoulders, and continued to mutter.

"You are not only unromantic, but also unsympathetic to women. Be careful that you won't be able to find a wife in the future."

"Sister Xiaotao, I'm afraid you have miscalculated this!" Minghui continued to hold her waist and said proudly as he supported her as she walked forward.

"I am not ugly, I am talented, and I come from a strong family. If I just shout, there will be countless princes and nobles in the three empires begging to marry their daughters to me."

"Don't even think about marrying one wife. Even if you want to marry 10 or 8 wives, there will be people lining up to send them off."

Ma Xiaotao glanced at him and said, "Oh, with your small body, and you're surrounded by ten or eight people, I don't think you can handle any of them in the future."

"Really?" Minghui retorted.

"Then why did your legs become weak just now?"

Ma Xiaotao's pretty face flushed again, and she gritted her teeth and spat, "Martial spirits are martial spirits, and people are people!"

Minghui was too lazy to continue arguing with her, and curled his lips and said, "There's no point in talking any more, let's just wait and see."

Ma Xiaotao was stunned for a moment, then stared, "Xiaohui, you don't really want to marry eight or ten people in the future, do you?"

Minghui nodded slightly, very confident.

"Why not? It's not like we can't afford it!"

(End of this chapter)