There were no sudden intruders or unexpected phone calls.
There are no angels and demons arguing in my mind.
The trembling little hands slowly approached the living flesh in front of me...
touch!
The pink-stained fingers gently touched the skin of the opposite sex as expected.
Different from the appearance, although it looks ferocious and ferocious, without the congestion of muscles, it feels unexpectedly elastic and soft to the touch.
The angular abdominal muscles are like carved white marble, unexpectedly smooth and delicate.
Fortunately, she didn't realize it. When dealing with the injury, Ning Feng's body was no different from the animals used in practice in Shilin's eyes.
But in this chaotic situation, in the ambiguous atmosphere, Shirin felt that the same instinct was aroused in her heart.
A strange, yet well-understood instinct.
If now...
Bang bang bang.
Gently patting her cheek, Shirin quickly shook her head, trying to get rid of the dangerous thoughts from her mind!
Alas!
Subconsciously withdrew her hand, Shilin's face at this moment could no longer be described as crimson...
It's like dripping water.
"No! No, no, no, no..."
She was horrified by her dangerous thoughts.
What were you thinking just now!?
Are you crazy?
Although I am indeed quite interested in him, my relationship with him is not good enough, and I am not even close to being a friend yet.
On the one hand, he angrily reprimanded himself for his inappropriate thoughts, but on the other hand, there was a voice in his heart faintly admonishing:
He wouldn't know anyway.
Just give it a try.
Just for a moment...
Pursing her lips, Shirin moved her eyes slowly involuntarily.
Finally landed in that position.
Goo.
Anyway, he won't wake up, right?
Then give it a try?
…
…
"Um……"
Slowly opening his eyes, Ning Feng's consciousness gradually recovered from the chaos.
He felt as if his consciousness had fallen into endless darkness, but instead of feeling fear, he felt a sinking tenderness.
It's like returning to a nostalgic embrace.
My consciousness feels more comfortable than ever before, and I feel like all the shadows that I had unknowingly cast before have been swept away.
His spirit returned to a full state, but in contrast, Ning Feng quickly realized the difference in his body.
Pain, fatigue, heaviness...
I'm not surprised at all about these negative feelings. Having done such outrageous things, this price is quite normal.
These are not problems. He has already made plans to stay ill in bed for a long time.
But a special feeling made Ning Feng a little confused.
He feels like now...
Squeezed dry.
That's right, it feels like being squeezed dry.
It was a feeling of losing a lot of precious things in my body.
a lot of……
However, in contrast, although the succubus' blood in the body was consumed a lot, it was still more active than ever.
It was like I had been stimulated by something before.
It is recovering at an astonishing speed. According to this progress, it will not be long before it can be restored to its original state.
what's the situation?
Demonization effect? Is it a blessing in disguise?
Before Ning Feng could think clearly about the situation, he smelled a familiar aroma coming from very close to him.
Moreover, this fragrance is...
Shireen?
Turning his head to look, Ning Feng found Elf Sister sitting by the bed, quietly reading a book floating in the air.
The intellectual temperament I felt in her before is undoubtedly revealed, and she has an air of calmness when she wears glasses.
With a serious look on her face, she seemed not to have noticed that Ning Feng had woken up yet, and was immersed in the book.
Wow.
The pages of the book turned by themselves, and Shireen's eyes were fixed on the pages, as if there were endless mysteries in them.
Just because of the angle, Ning Feng couldn't see the contents of the book. There was no title on the book, so she couldn't figure out what she was studying.
Is this a legend? You can be so serious about reading a book.
Looking at Xilin's serious expression, Ning Feng felt that he still didn't work hard enough.
You can't just rely on your gift of photographic memory to read it at a glance and memorize the contents. You have to understand it carefully like her.
This picture is indeed very ugly, but it doesn't matter if it continues like this. Ning Feng still has some use for other people's situations.
He wanted to interrupt her, but Ning Feng discovered another difference.
The Shireen in front of me was very slightly different from when we met in the church before.
Something seems wrong?
The clothes on the upper body have not changed, but it seems that... they have changed into a pair of stockings?
Although the color of black silk is the same, they are still different in subtle aspects such as transmittance.
It is difficult for ordinary people to notice this, but as it happens, Ning Feng is a man with a good memory and carefulness.
Um?
Why change stockings?
But this is not a big problem. It is normal to change clothes when you go home. Maybe there is blood on it and it is stained.
There is a faint smell of freshener floating in the air, which lacks a bit of the breath of life, but it also makes the aroma of Shireen particularly vivid.
In Ning Feng's eyes, Xilin at this moment was as alluring as a ripe peach.
Tender, tempting...and juicy.
Goo.
He swallowed involuntarily. This small voice was particularly harsh in the room where only books were turning pages.
It also woke up Shirin, who was devoting herself wholeheartedly to a very important academic research.
"ah!!!"
After a harsh exclamation, Shilin came back to her senses and saw Ning Feng's open eyes.
The next second, Xilin quickly put away the book in front of her at an astonishing speed that even Ning Feng's vision could hardly catch.
Whoosh!
The book disappeared, leaving only Ning Feng and Xilin looking at each other in confusion.
The atmosphere became slightly awkward.
The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, Shilin coughed slightly, her face returned to calm, and she asked:
"……you saw it?"
What did you see?
Ning Feng wanted to ask, but the alarm bell in his heart told him not to be curious again at this time.
If he still wants to live longer.
There is too much involved here, and it will not be good for you to ask too many questions.
Following his inner choice, Ning Feng did not answer, but struggled to sit up.
"...Shireen?"
Confused after returning to consciousness, Ning Feng was sluggish for a few seconds, looked around, and spoke weakly:
"This, this is?"
There is no flaw in the control of facial muscles, breathing rate, or even the feeling of panic but relief.
Maybe some people haven't noticed it, but those who let others die generally don't end well.
After looking carefully but not finding any flaws, Shirin slowly withdrew her gaze and looked down at the hands the two of them were still holding until now.
After silently casting several purification spells in succession, Shirin controlled her expression and said as if nothing had happened:
"This is my room. Your injuries are basically under control. As long as you rest more, you should be able to recover soon."
Gently taking her hand away, Shireen stood up calmly.
"Let's go, you must have a lot of people you want to see now."