Qinglian put down the book and looked at her. Seeing that her cheeks were red, he almost forgot.
"Sit tight." Qinglian walked up behind Yi Shuihan, stretched out her palm and put it on her back.
Yi Shuihan felt a coldness coming from his back and spreading throughout his whole body. The furnace in his body began to slowly extinguish, and his whole body felt comfortable. His originally soft limbs also became strong. That ginseng root was also too powerful.
About half an hour later, Yi Shuihan felt a little cold: "Okay, it's not hot anymore."
"How do you feel now?" Qinglian retracted her palm, took the fox fur and put it on her.[
"Very good. I feel comfortable both physically and mentally." Yi Shuihan got up and stretched her muscles. After sleeping for more than ten days, her bones were soft.
"If I'm not here, don't eat too much of those things. If you're hungry, just take a small bite, otherwise your body won't be able to bear it." Qinglian warned.
"Are you going to eat these things for the next ten days or so?" Yi Shuihan pointed to the pile of supplements that made your nose bleed. They were tasteless and difficult to swallow. She was not a picky eater, but she ate medicinal herbs every day.
?!
"Otherwise, what do you want to eat?" Qinglian looked at her doubtfully. It was already troublesome to eat every day, but wouldn't it be even more troublesome to be picky about food?
"It's nothing." Yi Shuihan was discouraged. Talking to Qinglian was in vain. It's just that these precious medicinal materials were wasted by her eating them. If those in the martial arts world knew that she used the Holy Cherry Fruit as lunch, it would be a waste.
What a wonderful expression.
Qinglian suddenly remembered a question. She gave him a name, but he didn't know her name yet: "What's your name?"
I do! Yi Shuihan rolled her eyes. She always thought he knew who she was: "You don't even know my name, so how can you save me?"
Qinglian said: "Master asked me to save you. Master didn't tell me your name."
Forget it, she won't argue with Qinglian about these issues. She can't see through the mysteries of these enlightened people. She is just a layperson: "My name is Yi Shuihan."
"Yi Shuihan?" Qinglian read it twice carefully, and then said: "Then I will call you Yi Shuihan from now on?"
"Just call me Shuihan." Yi Shuihan said, three words were too long and too troublesome.
"Shuihan, okay, I will call you Shuihan from now on." Qinglian smiled.
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Not long after it turned dark, Qinglian urged Cui Yishuihan to sleep, but Yishuihan had been sleeping for more than ten days, and how could he sleep now.
"You're not sleeping, you're in a coma. It's been dark for a long time. Go to sleep." Qinglian sat in front of Yi Shuihan and persuaded her nonchalantly.
"I'm not sleepy. If you want to sleep, go to bed by yourself." Yi Shuihan was reading a book and said impatiently without raising his eyebrows.
"No, I have to wait for you." Qinglian refused.
"You go to sleep when you are sleepy. What are you waiting for me to do?" Yi Shuihan finally looked at him and asked in confusion.
"Of course I went to bed with you." Qinglian acted like you were an idiot, why are the questions she asked always so idiotic?[
Yi Shuihan suddenly lost the mood to read. There was inquiry and anger in her eyes. She remembered that Qinglian was sleeping next to her when she woke up and used her as a pillow. Could it be that he had been sleeping with her while she was sleeping?
Together?
"Is there only one room here?!" Yi Shuihan glared at him and said word by word.
"No, there are two." Qinglian didn't know why she asked like this, but he still answered truthfully.