Quick Transmigration: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

Chapter 119 Female Cultivator of Hehuan Sect (25)

Xie Chaoshi took her back to the house.

He took out one of his robes and handed it to her.

Ruan Ruan looked at him with doubts as he took it. Didn't he return it to him last time?
"I added a new magic circle on it. You can wear it when you want to go out."

"Then will you still accompany me?"

"Ah."

After thinking for a while, he added, "I will accompany you."

Ruan Ruan unfolded the robe and it seemed a little smaller than last time.

Xie Chaoshi saw her thoughts and took the initiative to explain.

"I changed the size so it won't drag on the floor anymore."

"Oh~, let me try it then."

Ruan Ruan put it on his body. Although it was still a bit wide, it didn't drag to the ground like before.

She gathered it closer to her body with satisfaction.

"Anything else?"

Xie Chaoshi said nothing.

"Then I'm closing the door!"

The carved wooden door slowly closed. Xie Chaoshi stood outside the door for a while, then scanned the room with his spiritual consciousness. He left after seeing that she was indeed no longer sad.

……

Ruan Ruan still remembered the note Qin Yan left for her. At night, she figured it was almost time and went to find him.

Sure enough, the lights were on in the room, and the dark shadow was reflected on the door, making it difficult to see his movements.

She knocked on the door and after a few seconds the door opened.

Before she could speak to him, he turned around, leaving only his back in her field of vision, and she followed him into the house.

Qin Yan turned his face slightly to face her.

Ruan Ruan puffed up her fair cheeks, "Why are you ignoring me? What else did you say, come back and explain..."

The following words suddenly stopped.

"what happened to you?"

His face was a little red and swollen, and the skin even looked like it was about to ulcerate in some places. The exposed skin on his neck was also red, and there seemed to be blood under the thin skin that was about to overflow. "It's freezing outside. I've taken medicine and will be fine soon." His voice was a little hoarse.

As if to confirm his words, the symptoms on his face began to weaken.

Qin Yan sat down at the table and picked up the jar of plaster on it. The dark green paste looked a little thin.

"Want to help me apply medicine?" The hoarse voice was a little low.

Ruan Ruan took it blankly, "Oh."

He chuckled and pointed to the patch of skin on his face that looked like it was about to ulcerate, "Here."

Qin Yan closed his eyes and came closer. The crow feathers trembled slightly, and a shadow fell under his eyes.

Ruan Ruan scooped up a small amount with a medicine spoon, leaned over along with the ointment, and gently applied it on his face.

I blew a few times subconsciously.

The cold ointment eased the stinging pain in the frostbitten area, and it seemed like breath was caressing his face.

He opened his eyes, Ruan Ruan was pouting, her lips were very close to him, and her breath was filled with the fragrance of a girl.

My Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably.

Qin Yan traced her facial features with his eyes, and there was a burning sensation under her half-closed eyelids——

His brows suddenly wrinkled, and his fingertips touched the ends of her eyes.

"Have you cried?"

A few hours later, the redness and swelling around the eyes had almost disappeared, but he didn't expect that he would still notice it.

Is it too close?
Ruan Ruan pursed her lips, "You can tell, I know today..."

She talked about her physical problems bit by bit, pausing from time to time.

Qin Yan listened very carefully, and the romantic aura he always carried around him seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment.

As he spoke, Ruan Ruan began to feel a little depressed again.

Qin Yan held her face in his hands, lifting his hands very gently and looking into her eyes.

He didn't say anything to comfort her, he just asked.

"Want to drink? A drink will relieve a thousand worries."

(End of this chapter)