In a daze, White Dragon had no idea how long she had slept. Everything before her was pitch-black, and she had no strength anywhere in her body. She struggled to open her eyes, but all she saw was darkness.
Where am I? What happened?
She vaguely remembered using the Sect Gate's secret art, draining her vital blood and damaging her inner foundation, giving the snake venom an opening to invade. The poison had seeped through her entire body, and then Xiang Yuan had carried her into a pitch-black cave.
Such a warm cave, and he even laid clothes beneath me. Junior Brother really is thoughtful.
With that thought, White Dragon sucked hard on the ginseng vine in her mouth.
She did not get much juice from it, and dissatisfied, she curled her tongue around it and gave it a fierce suck. Beside her, she heard Xiang Yuan sharply draw in a breath.
Suck!
"Hissss—"
Suck!
"Hissss—"
I'm sucking my ginseng. Why are you gasping like that? It's not like I'm sucking you!
White Dragon was full of grievances. Xiang Yuan's mind occasionally short-circuited, and now he was acting up again.
"Senior Sister, stop sucking. There isn't a single drop left..."
Xiang Yuan spoke resentfully. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that the sweetness even the demoness had not tasted would be claimed by White Dragon instead.
Then again, a magical treasure had spirit; a drop of blood was enough to bind it to its master. From now on, he would not have to worry about White Dragon running away.
Joy.JPG
"Y-you, why are you so close to me..."
White Dragon's head buzzed. Only then did she realize why the cave was warm and why there were clothes beneath her: Xiang Yuan was holding her in his arms, and