Jiang Ming lifted a corner of the blanket, got up and dressed, then blocked the sunlight streaming in through the tiny gaps in the curtains, keeping the room relatively dim.
There was no abrupt change in the environment, allowing her to sleep more comfortably.
Perhaps she was too exhausted, or perhaps she had already released all her energy the previous night. Jiang Ming's movements as he got up did not wake Ling Luochen at all. The blush had yet to fade from her cool face, and the slight curve of her lips seemed to savor some lingering afterglow.
She slept soundly. Throughout the night, Life Force had nourished her body several times, eliminating some of the more painful experiences of the whole process while leaving behind the sensations that should have been there.
It had to be said that Life Force was truly useful.
When Jiang Ming was injured, Life Force could rapidly heal his wounds. When others were "injured," it could swiftly restore their condition, allowing those who had originally been frail to sustain their combat strength instead of rolling their eyes after only a short time.
Even so, although Life Force removed the pain, another kind of sensation was not caused by pain. That feeling could also make someone pass out, and there was no avoiding it.
Jiang Ming reached out, gently lifted Ling Luochen's jade-like arm, pulled back the blanket, and tucked her arm underneath it.
With Ling Luochen's current Super Douluo physique, coupled with her Martial Soul and constitution both being attributes of ultimate ice, she naturally would not catch something like a cold.
Still, Jiang Ming had gotten used to doing this. He did it instinctively.
He pulled the blanket up a little farther to cover her delicate collarbone, gently stroked Ling Luochen's cheek, and