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She had said she would help him heal, but tragically, none of Ye Jiuyou’s abilities had anything to do with healing. In fact, she was worse than a common Profound Gate martial artist channeling internal energy to aid the meridians. Her power was purely destructive and corrosive. Any energy she sent into his body would only make things worse.
So, all she could do was let Zhao Changhe lean against her… not that she could reject him, anyway. His Eternal Blood Demon Body and Rejuvenation Art were already functioning on their own. The only thing she could offer was letting him rest a little more comfortably.
After all, the custom-ordered bed had not arrived yet. Her abyss was still a barren void.
Ye Jiuyou herself did not even know why she had said that she would help him recover. His injuries were his own fault. She had even warned him that not only might she hurt him, she might even kill him. And yet, when she saw him wounded, those words had slipped out from impulse alone.
This man had a first-rate talent for playing the victim. He had been clinging to her this entire time, and Ye Jiuyou could not even tell whether he had actually finished healing already. He would not get off, repeatedly shifting positions like he was trying to adjust, occasionally leaning in a bit closer…
Unknowingly, his nose and lips were brushing dangerously close to the pale curve of her neck.
This did not feel like healing; it felt like he was already mostly recovered and just using the opportunity to cop a feel.
Ye Jiuyou could bear it no longer. “Are you done yet? I’m pretty sure you’re fine already!”
“Do you not know how strong that attack of yours was? Of course I’m not fine. I’ve got a long way to go.”
“You—” She raised her hand, ready to slap him.
Zhao Changhe immediately buried his head in her chest.
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