Chapter 43.3

Can I Practice Here? (3)

He stared at Ji Qingzhou, who was vigorously rubbing her fingertips that turned reddish from the heat, and felt a bit out of breath.

Ji Qingzhou brought chopsticks, picked up a vegetable bun, puffed out her cheeks and blew.

Just as she was about to put it into her mouth, Shen Rongyu looked at her bulging cheeks and said, “Zhouzhou, I want to eat it too.”

Although Ji Qingzhou was famished, she still brought the bun in her hand to him.

Shen Rongyu took a bite from her hand and picked the whole bun over.

So the two of them got together in the kitchen and started to eat buns. Elder Qiao Shu’s cooking was not top-notch, but it tasted just right and the buns were soft. When stuffed in the mouth, steam consistently spewed out, burning the cheeks red.

Elder Qiao Shu, who had finally finished serving his flowers and plants outside the house, just wanted to come back to see if Ji Qingzhou was full, but when he walked to the kitchen door, he saw two people eating buns inside.

Elder Qiao Shu felt that there was something wrong with this scene, but he couldn’t figure out what it was. In short, he had never seen Shen Rongyu acting like that. Could the banished immortal-like character also be pulled down to the mortal world?

Ji Qingzhou had waited too long for this meal, so it was only after she finally got full that she slowed down. When she returned to White Water Island with Shen Rongyu, she touched her small purse. Fortunately, they were on the open lake, and Shen Rongyu didn’t sense the overwhelming power of the moonbeam when she opened the purse. Otherwise he would have been annoyed again.

Ji Qingzhou took out the three green peaches she picked in the Peach Garden, picked one and handed it to Shen Rongyu: “Xiao Yu-shixiong, do you want to have one?”

The green peach was naturally edible, and this was a spiritual fruit that Elder Qu Ting personally nurtured. There was abundant spirit qi in it, which was very helpful for cultivation. This was the reward for the disciples who participated in the assessment.

Shen Rongyu took one and found that Ji Qingzhou really had him in mind. She even gave him a share of the peach she got in the assessment.

Although Ji Qingzhou knew that this green peach was a good thing, she couldn’t savor the rich spirit qi inside. As she chewed, she distributed the remaining green peach: “The last one, half for You You and half for Maomao.”

The spirit qi contained in the green peach couldn’t be absorbed by her, so i seeped out.

Shen Rongyu looked at the spirit qi that was about to dissipate with calm eyes. He also spoke in a tranquil tone.

“Zhouzhou,” he called to her, “Don’t move.”

At this point, the two of them had reached White Water Island and were flying in the forest. Ji Qingzhou obeyed his command and stood still. She didn’t know what was going on.

Shen Rongyu stretched out his hand, and a gust blew from his wide sleeves. It shocked the dead leaves of the treetops, and a maple leaf happened to fall on Ji Qingzhou’s head.

His hand pressed on her lips, and he didn’t mean anything else, he was just helping Ji Qingzhou to gather the spirit qi in the green peach back.

Shen Rongyu’s fingertips just rubbed against her lips, and the wind blew past the Burial Snow Sword. Her lips were a little cool, but Shen Rongyu’s fingertips were hot.

Ji Qingzhou’s lips trembled. Shen Rongyu’s movements were feathery light, so it was somehow ticklish. She obeyed Shen Rongyu’s “Don’t move” command just now, so she didn’t dare to move.

A strand of spirit qi came in from the pulp of his fingers against her lips, with the mild sourness and sweetness of green peach, and coursed through her meridians.

Ji Qingzhou’s eyelashes drooped slightly. She looked at Shen Rongyu’s fingers, white as cold jade, perfect and delicate, and now… he just pressed her lips like this.

Only then did she feel shy, and a blush spread across her face.

Although Shen Rongyu finished channeling the green peach spirit qi to Ji Qingzhou’s meridians through himself, he did not remove his hand.

His fingertips moved gently, and when he traced the contours of her lips, and the soft lips sank slightly.

Shen Rongyu’s fingers abruptly froze. He found that every line on Ji Qingzhou’s lips seemed to be familiar to him.

It felt like he had traced and rubbed them countless times.

Naturally, he did so in the cultivation space, but he didn’t know it.

Shen Rongyu stared at Ji Qingzhou, but she was so shy at this time that she didn’t dare to move or look at him. Instead, she looked elsewhere.

He immediately withdrew his hand. Ji Qingzhou hurriedly lowered her head, and the red maple leaf on the top of her head fell. Even the red leaf felt shy for her.

Ji Qingzhou understood what Shen Rongyu had done. She felt embarrassed for her sudden shyness. Shen Rongyu was helping her cultivate, although it wasn’t in the cultivation space. What was she blushing for?

So she took a deep breath, suppressed her nervousness, and whispered a question to Shen Rongyu.

“Xiao Yu-shixiong, can I cultivate here too?” she asked.

Ji Qingzhou wanted to let Shen Rongyu answer her question, but when she raised her head, and her eyes fell on Shen Rongyu’s side profile, she again felt that something about that statement just didn’t seem right.

She also discovered that the villain’s cheeks surprisingly were stained with a crimson blush — It was still daytime, and she could see it more clearly than last night when they were beneath the moon.

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