Ren Ling liked being held by Xiaofan like this, and she also liked the way he was infatuated with her body. The most unfortunate thing was that damn third time, which was forbidden.

Of course, Xiaofan was also clear about what this third-time prohibition was about, so letting Ren Ling be in the same room with him was a mistake.

The concentrated essence was the best part; although Ren Ling was small in stature, her charming body often made it hard for men to control their impulses.

"Xiaofan." Ren Ling truly understood Xiaofan; after all, under such circumstances, no normal man would want to hold back.

"Don't talk, sleep..."

"I'll help you." Ren Ling suddenly said.

"Stop fooling around, sleep."

"Saying no but meaning yes..." As she said this, Ren Ling smiled an enchanting smile.

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The sky hadn't completely brightened yet. It seemed like they had slept for about three hours; Xiaofan gently released Ren Ling from his embrace and tucked the blanket around her.

The tissues on the floor seemed to repeat the wild scenes from last night. It's unclear where this little girl learned all that, but she's almost twenty-one now, so she should know what she needs to know.

After dressing, Xiaofan walked out the door.

Twenty minutes later, in Shen Zuimo's room.

Another one of those dreadful nightmares, where countless malicious ghosts entangled him, as if wanting to devour his flesh. Each one wailing for him to return their lives.

'Ding-dong.' Suddenly, a bell rang, and a Taoist priest suddenly stood in front of him. Because of the jingling bell, those malicious ghosts dared not come any closer. Until the rooster crowed, the ghosts vanished without a trace.

"Who are you? Why are you helping me?"

The Taoist slowly turned his head, and a familiar face appeared before him.

Ye Xiaofan?

"Hey, watch out behind you..." Suddenly, this Taoist Ye Xiaofan exclaimed, frightening Shen Zuimo to quickly turn around. A giant spider, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, appeared behind him.

"Ah..."

With a cry of pain, Shen Zuimo suddenly awoke from his dream. This dream was quite strange; usually, he was chased by ghosts and woke up frightened. But this time, strangely, Ye Xiaofan appeared?

And what was with that cry of pain just now? It seemed less like it came from the dream.

"Hmm? Did I wake you up?"

Just as Shen Zuimo got up to get some water, Ye Xiaofan's voice suddenly came from the balcony.

Stunned, Shen Zuimo stood in place, looking at the other, and squeezed a sentence from his lips: "When did you get here? What are you doing here? Why do you have a key?"

"What kind of weird questions are those? You gave me the key to brew medicine." Xiaofan said matter-of-factly.

And Shen Zuimo seemed to have reacted too. Indeed, he gave him the key yesterday because Xiaofan said he was worried about himself going to training and unable to open the door. But who knew he would come over before six.

Looking at the herbs spread out on the balcony, he seemed to be washing them, but one finger appeared to be pointed up, still oozing a bit of blood.

"What's wrong with your hand?"

"Hmm? It's nothing, just that these unscrupulous merchants don't handle the herbs well; they don't even pick out the weeds, and just now a spider bit me, damn it."

Sure enough, after hearing Xiaofan's words, Shen Zuimo really saw a dead spider not far away.

"Is it poisonous?"

"Are you concerned about me?" Xiaofan suddenly looked over joyfully.

What's going on? Last night, he still had a dead-fish face, and today that awful smile returned?

"I'm concerned about whether you can help me improve my strength."

"Oh, it's not poisonous, but do help me get a band-aid. After washing again, I can start brewing."

It's best to avoid getting a bleeding wound wet; Shen Zuimo naturally knew this common sense. But she was still thinking about that dream—it was too supernatural, with both the spider and Ye Xiaofan.

"Hey, just stretch your finger over."

Stunned, when Xiaofan was about to extend his hand to take the band-aid, he found Shen Zuimo actually volunteering to help him put it on. As Xiaofan realized this, Shen Zuimo was already crouched down.

Her beautiful long hair tucked behind her ear, and her delicate earlobe looked exceptionally cute. Beneath her flawless face was still a cold expression, always keeping others at a distance, always so beautiful.

"What are you looking at?" Sensing Xiaofan's gaze, Shen Zuimo rolled her eyes.

"You're still as beautiful as ever, even when you're angry... Ow, go easy."

He was still thinking of complimenting her, but Shen Zuimo's actions suddenly became forceful, pressing hard on the finger that was bitten.

"Had a nightmare again?" Noticing the slight paleness on Shen Zuimo's face, Xiaofan asked with a tinge of concern.

Again? Even her brother was not very aware of her nightmares, yet this guy used the word 'again.'

"What's it to you?"

"You used to love being held by me while you slept; you said when I was around, you wouldn't have nightmares," Xiaofan said softly.

"Leave..."

"Huh? I'm telling the truth."

"Get out, I need to change clothes."

"Oh. Go ahead, I won't look."

"Leave."

"Fine, fine, I'll leave. You really need to change your bad temper. Honestly, amnesia then memory recovery, you're always so cold." After muttering this, Xiaofan turned and walked out the door.

Yes, she had nightmares again, but there was no longer the fearful expression she used to have. Now she was like when they first met, no, even colder than when they first met Shen Zuimo. Even after waking from a nightmare, her expression didn't change in the slightest.

After waiting at the door for a little bit, Shen Zuimo changed into her workout clothes and came out. Her physique was always in the best shape, even when wearing sportswear that didn't reveal her figure, it still left people with endless dreamy fantasies.

"I'm going to the training center. When will it be ready?" Shen Zuimo asked flatly.

"Hmm, about two hours or so. Don't do any intense exercise, just warm up a bit."

"I'll control myself, mind your own business." Saying this, Shen Zuimo walked toward the stairs without looking back. Although it was a walk, it felt like she was fleeing.

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