Quick Wear: The sick beauty fell in love with the boss at first sight again

The black medicine was steaming, and it was filled with the spiritual and bitter aroma of elixir.

After boiling the medicine, Wan Jin said goodbye.

Therefore, the task of feeding medicine fell on Shen Heng.

Jiang Xing is the only one in the world who has the honor of being fed medicine personally by the Immortal Lord.

The boy was still unconscious, the blush on his face had not faded, and his light pink lips were slightly parted.

Shen Heng took the medicine spoon and blew on it unfamiliarly, then passed it to Jiang Xing's mouth, and the boy spat it out...

System 123 was very panicked when seeing this scene [Ahhh, host, if the Immortal Venerable gets angry, our mission will be over...]

[Shut up] Jiang Xing said, and then the system was pulled into a small dark room by Jiang Xing.

“…It’s so bitter.” The boy’s voice was soft, as if he was acting coquettishly.

Even though he was rejected by the boy, Shen Heng was not angry at all. Instead, he gently used a handkerchief to wipe the medicine stains from the boy's mouth.

Soon, disciples brought candied fruits and sweet water.

Although the disciple felt very surprised as he wondered why the Immortal Venerable wanted these things since he had not eaten grains for many years, he still did not ask, unless he disliked the Immortal Venerable for living too long.

Under the effect of the candied fruit, Shen Heng coaxed and fed the boy, and the boy finally drank all the medicine.

Perhaps the drug was taking effect, and the boy's frowned brows relaxed.

The white single garment outlines the boy's beautiful features, his pale face, long eyelashes tightly closed, and light pink lips stained with water, making him look particularly kissable.

Shen Heng's eyes dimmed and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

If there were other people around, they would definitely see that it was the look of a high-level predator looking at its prey, lurking in the dark, and only needed one opportunity to swallow its prey.

But Shen Heng just covered the boy with a blanket and then closed the door and left.

Under the effect of the medicine, Jiang Xing soon fell into a deep sleep. With the Immortal's spiritual power nourishing his body, this was probably one of the few good nights of sleep that Jiang Xing had had in all these years.

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The moon was at its zenith, and the entire Yunlai Peak seemed to be covered by a layer of gauze.

At the cold spring, there was mist everywhere, and a figure could be vaguely seen in the mist.

Shen Heng closed his eyes and rested beside the pool wall, his black hair loose, and his skin exuded a faint luster like jade.

His shoulder blades were broad and powerful, his arms were muscular, and below that was a well-defined chest...

Shen Heng came to Lengquan to cool down.

Originally Shen Heng was meditating at this time, but he had a dream, a particularly beautiful dream.

The young man in the dream had spring water in his eyes, lying softly in his arms, and said in a soft and shy voice, "Master, please..."

So the me in the dream kissed the boy fiercely on the lips, and the boy could only cling to me helplessly...

Recalling that dream again, Shen Heng's anger surged up again...

When one reaches this level of cultivation, he or she generally does not dream, unless it is something that will happen in the future.

The love between a master and a disciple is despised by everyone in the world, but for so many years, Shen Heng has always followed his heart.

In the world of cultivation, strength is everything. If anyone wants to object...

Thinking of the boy's soft lips, begging for mercy like a kitten, Shen Heng's eyes were as thick as the night...

Finally he let out a low gasp, and an ambiguous smell filled the air. Shen Heng cast a cleansing spell and a cleaning spell, and after he regained his consciousness, he put on his clothes and left Lengquan.