After the rain, the clouds dispersed. Huo Yuhao got up and took a bath, feeling refreshed and clear-headed—perfect for meditation and cultivation. It definitely had nothing to do with his Mental Detection picking up Wang Dong, Xiao Xiao, and Yan Shaozhe outside the door.
After a long while, Ma Xiaotao's lovely brows drew together slightly as she propped herself up with her slender arms, feeling sore and weak all over. Looking up, she saw a silk skirt, stockings, belt, and other garments scattered across the bed. Her flushed cheeks gained a hint of embarrassed irritation, while the patch of crimson on the Fur Blanket left her phoenix eyes somewhat lost and wistful.
Glancing around the dormitory, she spotted the boy sitting calmly on the other bed. She could not help gritting her teeth as flames gathered around her fingertips, danger gleaming in her narrow phoenix eyes. In the end, she sighed and dispersed that small flame, giving up on doing anything to him.
After all, she had been the one who sought Huo Yuhao out to relieve her Evil Fire. She had also been the one to force herself on him first, and he truly had helped her dispel it.
Although the maiden was proud and forceful, she was also bright and magnanimous by nature. Once she thought it through, she began considering her little "husband."
Seeing Huo Yuhao's sword-like brows, starry eyes, and handsome features, Ma Xiaotao nodded in satisfaction. The longer she looked, the more she liked him. Especially when she recalled how the boy had gently coaxed her with sweet words and endless variations just now, a gorgeous blush spread across her cheeks.
His strength was only so-so, but his spiritual power was formidable—stronger even than hers. He could be called a genius, worthy of her.
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