Even hybrid monsters have their day

"Madam?" She glanced at Zheng Xiuxiu with a puzzled look. Ever since she learned that she was Geng Miaowan, Zheng Xiuxiu had always called her Miss Geng. %し Zheng Xiuxiu winked into the room and whispered in her ear, "The leader has been waiting inside for a while."

"Oh, I got bored staying inside, so I went out for a walk."

As soon as she said it, Geng Miaowan remembered that Haotian had clearly ordered the soldiers to guard the room and not let her leave. She glanced at Haotian out of the corner of her eye, seeing that he had no other expression and no intention of asking any questions. He simply wrapped his long arm around her and pulled her into his embrace.

Geng Miaowan wanted to struggle and break free from him, but she suddenly thought of the three Huangfu brothers. If she fell out with Haotian, judging from the current situation, although he wouldn't kill her, it would be even more difficult for her to get out if he kept her under his watch.

She was pondering how to treat Haotian in a way that would not arouse his suspicion and would make him feel more at ease with her when Haotian's lips suddenly pressed against hers, and he grabbed her wrist with one hand, making it impossible for her to struggle.

"Ugh..." Her eyes widened, her nose filled with Haotian's scent. By the time he finally left her, she could hardly breathe.

"Your meridians are all healed?" Haotian looked at her, his eyes filled with inquiry.

Geng Miaowan was slightly startled; she never expected Haotian to suddenly kiss her. Even more unexpectedly, he actually examined her body while kissing her.

At the same time, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, on her way back, she had dispersed all the spiritual energy in her body to various parts as a precaution. This was a unique skill of the Myriad Spirits Body, and it was generally difficult for others to detect.

“I am a being of the Myriad Spirits, so my body can repair itself.” She looked at him, a hint of sadness in her eyes. “But my cultivation is completely gone. I can’t recover it no matter what I do, and I can’t gather spiritual energy again. Don’t you have any way to restore my cultivation?”

Haotian was also looking at her, pondering the truth of her words. He wasn't familiar with the Myriad Spirits Body, only having heard that it was a very special constitution. Could it really be so special that it could self-repair damaged meridians? However, her body was empty. He didn't find a trace of spiritual energy within her, so he dismissed his doubts.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Geng Miaowan shifted her bottom slightly, and just when she thought she was about to escape his embrace, he pulled her back again.

He picked her up around the waist and carried her towards the bed.

"You... what do you want to do... you... don't... don't do anything reckless... I..." She was so nervous that she was almost incoherent.

"What do you think I want to do?" Haotian's face revealed a wicked smile, and he walked towards the bed without stopping for a moment. Zheng Xiuxiu had already left, and even if she were there, she couldn't stop him.

Geng Miaowan knew that if she made a move against him at this moment, she could probably break free from his grasp while he was off guard. However, doing so would be tantamount to telling him that her supposed talent was all a lie, and that she had actually regained some of her strength.

But if she does nothing, is she just going to let him...?

Haotian placed her on the bed. He then leaned down, and just as Geng Miaowan decided that if he dared to do anything improper to her, she would run away without a second thought, he simply lay down beside her, pulled her into his arms, and embraced her.

A strange and intense masculine scent enveloped her, and she shifted uncomfortably. "Let me go."

"Don't move, I won't do anything to you. Just let me hold you and sleep for a while. If you keep moving around, then you're forcing me to do something to you." He spoke softly, even revealing a hint of fatigue, as if he were really tired.

Geng Miaowan stopped struggling, her body tense, letting him hold her. In her heart, however, she wondered, what could possibly exhaust a demon like this?

Seeing that she had stopped moving, he gently kissed the top of her head and made no further moves. After a while, the sound of even breathing came from the person beside him.

No way, he fell asleep like that? But his arms were still tightly around her, not loosening at all. Geng Miaowan didn't dare to move, afraid of waking him up and then doing something strange to her.

Thinking that being hugged wouldn't hurt me, I decided to treat him like a blanket.

Although Haotian was a demon, his aura was very clean. Especially at such close range, Geng Miaowan even vaguely felt that his aura was somewhat similar to Luan Hao's.

He pressed her head against his chest, preventing her from seeing his face; she could only stare blankly at his chest. Considering they were the same person, it was normal for their auras to be similar. She just wondered where Luan Hao was now, and how he was doing.

In a daze, she felt something caressing her face, eventually slowly biting her lips. The intense stimulation jolted her awake, and before her eyes was a magnified handsome face.

Geng Miaowan didn't know where she got the strength, but she pushed Haotian away and sat up. Haotian was caught off guard and rolled a little off the bed. If the bed hadn't been big enough, he probably would have fallen to the ground.

Her face showed alarm, and her cheeks were flushed from sleeping, making her look extremely cute and charming.

Haotian stared at her without any restraint. He lightly licked his lips, as if savoring the taste from before, or like a cheetah eyeing its prey. This sight stirred an indescribable feeling within Geng Miaowan. She pulled the blanket up, shrinking herself even further into the bed.

Just then, the door opened, and Zheng Xiuxiu brought in some things. She went straight to the bedside, "Chief, this is your medicine."

"Medicine? Demons need medicine too?" Geng Miaowan quickly climbed out of bed and moved closer. Then, realizing her question was a bit silly, she hurriedly asked, "Are you injured?"

"Yes, the leader was with the demon race yesterday..."

Haotian glanced at Zheng Xiuxiu, successfully stopping her from speaking. He drank the medicine in the bowl in one gulp, put the bowl back on the plate, and said to Zheng Xiuxiu, "You can leave now."

"Yes." (To be continued.)

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(Tianjin)