Poisonous Pet World: The War King's Heart-stealing Medical Concubine

Inside the house, the candlelight flickered, reflecting the silhouettes of the two people. Murong Zixi stood under the candlelight, her eyes clear as stars in the cold night, staring directly at Jun Feimo opposite her, "Take off your clothes."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze in an instant, and even the air seemed to become heavy.

Jun Feimo's body suddenly stiffened, as if it was frozen. His hands, which were originally hanging naturally, clenched unconsciously, and his palms were slightly sweaty.

His eyes flashed with surprise and unnaturalness, and a hint of blush crept up to his ears.

He swallowed hard, a dry sound coming from his throat.

This sudden embarrassment made him feel a little overwhelmed, and an inexplicable throbbing surged in his heart. He tried to hide his discomfort, but the slightly red tips of his ears could not completely hide his inner fluctuations.

His eyes were as deep as a pool, complexly interwoven with doubt, unnaturalness, and a hint of barely perceptible expectation. He softly confirmed, "Take off your clothes?"

When Murong Zixi saw this scene, she secretly sighed in her heart that Jun Feimo, this extremely powerful man known as the "cold-faced Shura", actually had such an innocent side.

She rolled her eyes lightly, then turned around, walked lightly to the table, picked up the silver needle, and disinfected it carefully.

Her every move revealed the concentration and rigor of a doctor. At the same time, her voice came at the right time, "What are you thinking about? If you don't take off your clothes, how can I accurately give you acupuncture and control the toxins in your body?"

When everything was ready, Murong Zixi finally turned around, but was surprised to find Jun Feimo still sitting on the couch, motionless.

She couldn't help but frown slightly, with a hint of impatience in her tone, "Why haven't you taken it off yet? It's just taking off a piece of clothing, why are you so shy, just like those unmarried girls!"

Jun Feimo heard this and a playful smile appeared on his lips, "Girl? You actually compare me with those women?"

Murong Zixi raised her eyebrows and looked at him, her eyes seemed to say: Isn't it?

Jun Feimo stood up slowly. Although he still maintained a stern look on his face, his heart was filled with turmoil.

He slowly unbuttoned his clothes, and pieces of clothing slipped off one by one, finally revealing his muscular chest, on which were faintly visible blue veins and abnormal color caused by the invasion of toxins.

Murong Zixi widened her eyes, her gaze slowly slid down Jun Feimo's open collar, passing over his strong chest, tight and well-shaped abdominal muscles, and the graceful mermaid line... and finally fell on his long and straight legs.

Her eyes were involuntarily attracted, as if pulled by an invisible force, and she was unable to look away for a long time.

When Jun Feimo saw her like this, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He deliberately straightened his body to make his figure appear more upright, and whispered, "How about it? Is my figure worthy of Xier's liking?" His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of teasing.

Murong Zixi came back to her senses, her face slightly reddened, she glared at him in reproach, and said coquettishly: "Still making do!"

Jun Feimo laughed heartily, and the tension just now suddenly disappeared. There was a hint of joy and satisfaction in his laughter. At this moment, he was in a particularly good mood.

Murong Zixi glanced at him casually, curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and pretended to be nonchalant.

In fact, she had known that evening that he had a great body and strong muscles.

However, when he saw it again at this moment, he couldn't help but stare in amazement, secretly regretting that he was so useless.

Murong Zixi looked up and gestured, "Go over and sit down."

Jun Feimo was in a good mood at the moment and was very cooperative. He walked over and sat down.

"I will give you acupuncture in a while, and it will be very painful. You have to bear it and not move until I finish."

"Come on, Xier. I can bear it."

Murong Zixi took a deep breath, then began to give him acupuncture with full concentration.

Her acupuncture technique is very skillful, her movements are smooth and natural, and each needle is inserted into the acupuncture point accurately.

Jun Feimo sat there quietly, feeling Murong Zixi's soft fingertips wandering on his body, bringing an indescribable strange feeling.

Xiaobai on the side opened his eyes lazily, glanced at the two of them, then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Murong Zixi danced with her hands, her fingers flexibly moving between the needles, and each needle landed on the acupuncture point accurately.

Her eyes were focused and determined, and soon beads of sweat began to seep out of her forehead, but she didn't care and concentrated on performing acupuncture.

Jun Feimo sat there quietly, watching her sweaty forehead and wanted to raise his hand to wipe it for her.

But then came extreme pain. He clenched his teeth and endured the pain. After a while, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his eyes were closed, as if he was enduring tremendous pain. His originally confused mind gradually calmed down.

He never uttered a single groan. His extraordinary endurance was truly astonishing.

Time passed minute by minute, and after two incense sticks of time, Murong Zixi finally stopped what she was doing. She collapsed on the chair as if exhausted, gasping for breath.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead without any manner, looked at Jun Feimo, saw his furrowed brows and forbearing expression, this man was much more tolerant than she had imagined.

Jun Feimo slowly opened his eyes and looked at Murong Zixi's exhausted appearance, and his heart couldn't help but soften.

His voice was a little hoarse as he asked softly, "Xi'er, your medical skills are so superb, where did you learn them from?"

There was curiosity and a hint of subtle tenderness in his eyes.

Murong Zixi heard this and thought that since she had already revealed her medical skills in front of him, there was nothing to pretend about anymore.

"What? You've just suppressed the poison for the War King, and you're already investigating me?" She raised her eyebrows, with a half-smile on the corner of her mouth.

Upon hearing this, Jun Feimo pursed his lips and said slowly: "I don't mean that, I'm just a little curious. If Xier doesn't want to say it, I won't force you." His voice was low and pleasant, with a bit of magnetism, which made people intoxicated.

After saying this, he stood up gracefully and straightened his clothes, his movements revealing an innate nobility and composure.

Every move he makes is full of charm, as if he was born to be the center of attention.

Murong Zixi looked at his actions and secretly sighed in her heart, this man, both in appearance and temperament, was first-class outstanding. It was hard for such a person not to attract attention.

But what she wanted was freedom, which she didn't enjoy in her previous life. She just wanted to live a free and easy life in her new life. His identity meant that they couldn't be together.