I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

Fang Xuan was in a daze, his body swayed, and finally his head tilted to the side, and he lay motionless on the table.

Ning Qian held her breath, watching Fang Xuan nervously.

Only after confirming that his breathing was steady and deep, and that he was truly asleep, did I breathe a sigh of relief and pat my own flushed face.

She was terrified...

For a fleeting moment, she truly believed that Fang Xuan had woken up and heard her bold words.

Fortunately, it was just a drowsy reaction before going to sleep.

He definitely doesn't know anything. When he wakes up tomorrow, he'll just think he drank too much and took a nap.

Yes, that must be it.

Everything will return to normal, as if nothing ever happened...

Aside from that secret thought in her mind, which had been temporarily suppressed, it was now burning even brighter.

She looked at Fang Xuan, who was lying face down on the table, seemingly completely unguarded.

Ning Qian swallowed hard.

Then she stepped forward, bent down, and picked Fang Xuan up.

.......

Fifteen minutes later.

Fang Xuancai opened his eyes with great effort.

What came into view was Ning Qian's small face, which was very close to his.

Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes trembled nervously, her face was flushed red, and tiny beads of sweat even appeared on the tip of her nose.

Fang Xuan: "???"

Where are his clothes...?

My brain went blank for a second

"Ahem... Senior Sister?" Fang Xuan couldn't help but speak up.

"!!!"

Ning Qian sat up straight instantly, staring at him with wide eyes.

A deeper blush quickly spread across her face, and her eyes were filled with panic and helplessness.

My junior brother is awake... How come he's awake again?

The pills are clearly... could it be that the dosage is insufficient?

Ning Qian's mind went blank, leaving only the four words "caught in the act".

Fang Xuan also sat up and looked at his bare upper body.

He glanced at his senior sister, whose face was flushed red and whose eyes darted around, avoiding his gaze. He roughly understood what had happened.

Senior sister... is it really this arousing?

He was about to speak when Ning Qian spoke first, her face hardening.

Trying to hide his guilt with the most serious expression, he earnestly fabricated a story: "Master, junior brother... your yang poison has flared up again."

"You had a severe attack just now. You had a high fever, were delirious, and... you were even tearing at your clothes. Your senior sister was helping you... helping to clear your meridians. You... just lie still."

Fang Xuan: "......."

"Oh, okay, senior sister."

Fang Xuan readily agreed and even prepared to lie down again.

"Then I'll trouble you, Senior Sister."

His compliance only made Ning Qian more flustered.

She frantically pressed him down, asking, "Where...where do you think you're going?"

She thought Fang Xuan was going to run away.

"No, senior sister, I just wanted you to help me... clear my obstruction?"

Fang Xuan looked at her innocently.

"Trying to run away again, huh?" Ning Qian's rationality vanished in an instant, driven by a desperate, reckless impulse.

Driven by a wicked impulse, she steeled herself, bent down, and directly silenced Fang Xuan's attempt to speak.

.......

Ning Qian closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling violently, as if this would allow her to escape reality.

Fang Xuan was stunned for a moment. He raised his hand and gently stroked Ning Qian's waist, while his other hand slid up her back and gently supported the back of her head.

"Hmm~"

Ning Qian gasped softly at his sudden response, and her hands, which had been supporting her on his side, went limp.

Her mind went completely blank; all thoughts of Yang poison and excuses vanished into thin air.

.......

It's unclear how much time passed, but Fang Xuan only stepped back slightly when both of them were struggling to breathe.

A glistening thread remained at the corner of her mouth, then broke under the moonlight.

Ning Qian's eyes were glazed over, and she was breathing heavily, still not recovered from that long, deep kiss.

Fang Xuan's eyes darkened as he looked at her, and he flipped her over and pinned her down.

The positions changed instantly...

........

"Senior sister," Fang Xuan lowered his head, bringing his warm breath close to her ear.

"Tell me what you want..."

Ning Qian trembled all over, and pressed her hand against his chest with a little more force, as a wave of shame washed over her.

She shook her head instinctively, her voice still trembling with tears: "No...no, I'm your senior sister, um~"

The last short gasp came from Fang Xuan's light, punishing bite on her earlobe.

"I...I want it." Her voice was barely audible, almost drowned out by her own rapid breathing.

But in the quiet night, Fang Xuan heard it clearly.

"Senior sister, your voice is too soft."

Fang Xuan's fingers traced her burning hot waist, a smile playing on his lips. "Not even as loud as your...mmm~ sound just now."

Ning Qian was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground. She buried her face in the crook of his neck and raised her voice slightly in a self-destructive manner: "I...I want it."

.......

The moonlight moved quietly, witnessing the arrival of spring in the room.

.......

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the bamboo window, dappling the ground.

Ning Qian blinked, feeling her eyelids getting heavy, and the familiar faint bluish-black under her eyes was still there.

My lower back and legs were sore and weak, and my feet even trembled a little when I stepped on the ground.

But her heart was filled with an indescribable...satisfaction...

She got up quietly, enduring the slight discomfort between her legs, and left the room after getting dressed.

In the courtyard, the morning light was faint and the air was fresh.

Fang Xuan continued practicing his swordplay in the courtyard, looking refreshed and energetic.

Everything seemed the same as usual, but something seemed different.

Ning Qian watched, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily curved upwards into a gentle, shallow smile.

It seems... everything has returned to the days we spent at Sword Peak.

Peaceful and warm, some people practice swordsmanship, and others cook.

but......

She quietly shifted her slightly weak legs, and a blush rose to her cheeks.

The aftereffects are quite noticeable...

.......

"Um, senior sister... how about I help you up?" Fang Xuan looked over and couldn't help but say.

"Don't move... I... I can walk by myself."

He watched Ning Qian walk with trembling legs... and touched his nose sheepishly.

It's not his fault... later on.

My senior sister insisted...