Feeding Medicine
Yan Lin'er finally steeled herself, picked up the small bottle, tipped her head back and drank from it, holding the Spirit Liquid in her mouth.
Her pearly teeth bit lightly into her lower lip as she carefully bent down.
Shen Wuxiao watched that breathtakingly beautiful face draw close.
Her lashes were long, trembling faintly.
Her lips still glistened with traces of Spirit Liquid. It was simply too wonderful.
Yan Lin'er had already closed her eyes, pouted her lips slightly, and slowly moved closer.
Shen Wuxiao opened his mouth instinctively.
The next second, her soft, cool lips gently pressed against the corner of his mouth, carrying the sweet freshness of the Spirit Liquid.
A thread of warm breath passed into him.
"Mm..." Yan Lin'er's delicate body trembled. He could feel how tense she was.
The Spirit Liquid passed over from the tip of her tongue.
It turned into a cool, warm current that surged toward his dantian.
Yet Shen Wuxiao's attention was entirely fixed on the softness against his lips.
Her lips were soft, like flower petals, carrying a sweet fragrance that stirred the heart more than the Spirit Liquid itself.
They remained pressed together for a while, until the Spirit Liquid began to dissolve.
Having fed him, Yan Lin'er was just about to pull away.
But Shen Wuxiao unexpectedly seemed to aggravate his injury by circulating his energy.
His body jerked violently, and he instinctively raised a hand to support the back of her neck.
"Mm!"
Caught off guard, Yan Lin'er fell straight into his arms.
Their lips and teeth collided completely!
Yan Lin'er's beautiful eyes flew wide open, her pupils reflecting Shen Wuxiao's face at such close range beneath the pale moonlight.
Her tongue accidentally brushed his lower lip, and an electric numbness swept through her whole