dmims Chapter 230 What's wrong? Are you getting addicted to it?
Chapter 230 What's wrong? Are you getting addicted to it?
Chapter 230 What's wrong? Are you getting addicted to it?
"Um……"
Han Ruoruo let out a lazy, slightly dazed hum.
She subconsciously felt the warm weight pressed against her back, and her thoughts, which had slowed down due to extreme comfort, suddenly cleared up.
Her cheeks flushed uncontrollably, quickly turning a vibrant, peach-blossom-like red.
She had never had such close contact with Huo Yuhao before.
Even if I heard about it, I only vaguely learned a little from the exaggerated descriptions of those two girls, Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen.
Even though a Soul Master's physical development speed far exceeds that of an ordinary person, Han Ruoruo only thought that the two were making excuses for their failure. After all, it was a bit too exaggerated.
Now that she could truly feel the undeniable presence behind her, Han Ruoruo's heart skipped a beat.
A complex emotion arose, a mixture of shock, a strange sense of confirmation of the rumors, and excitement that quickly turned into anticipation of the unexpected disruption to the plan.
After a long while, she seemed to finally make up her mind, slightly turning her head and exhaling a fragrant breath:
"Yuhao, the booklet I gave you earlier wasn't entirely complete. Besides applying the medicine externally..."
Before she finished speaking, Han Ruoruo's soft, boneless body nimbly turned over on the bed.
She had been facing away from Huo Yuhao, but the next moment, her radiant and perfect body was completely exposed to him.
She nestled close to his ear, her delicate nose twitching as she greedily inhaled his unique, icy scent, whispering in a voice so soft it could melt bones:
"It's more important to take it internally. You'll probably continue to help your sister, right?"
……
Meanwhile, on the sofa in the living room of the attic.
Wu Ming, fast asleep, had rosy cheeks, and even her breath carried a hint of intoxicating red.
She shifted uncomfortably, whether from a dream or from something she heard, before suddenly sitting up abruptly from the sofa.
She rubbed her bright red hair blankly, muttering indistinctly:
"Can you guys be quiet? I finally managed to dream about that place. By the way, what's next?"
Lacking the key fantasy material, Wu Ming suddenly shuddered and turned pale.
She subconsciously looked around; the attic was quiet, with only the occasional sound of wind coming from outside the window.
The strange, faint sound that had been echoing in my ears seemed to be just a hallucination in my sleep.
Wu Ming slapped her cheeks hard, trying to calm her burning cheeks and her still not fully clear-headed mind.
After a long while, she finally let out a breath of stale air, her eyes filled with envy and longing.
"It's already this late, has Sister Ruoruo already started? I'm so envious."
Before Wu Ming, who was itching to go, could make up her mind, she prepared to sneak off to take a look and learn some new knowledge.
boom--
With a loud crash, the fairly sturdy attic door was kicked open from the outside, sending splinters of wood flying everywhere.
Then came Ma Xiaotao's explosively angry voice, which startled Wu Ming, who had just gotten up, so much so that she trembled and fell back onto the sofa.
"Han Ruoruo! I treated you like a trustworthy older sister, and even promised you you could have the first taste of the soup, and you dared to give me counterfeit goods. Have you no shame?!"
Ma Xiaotao never expected things to turn out this way.
If it weren't for the fact that after she got back, she excitedly went to Ling Luochen to show off this mysterious potion,
After opening the bottle and releasing the medicinal fragrance, the fiery apricot blossoms within her body suddenly realized that something was wrong with the medicine; it didn't seem to be made using her own source of fire poison.
Now she's in a really bad situation. Not only did she get a fake product, but she also lost face in front of Ling Luochen, who always enjoys making a fool of herself.
Since the Fire Poison Inner Core was taken over by Liehuo Xingjiao, Ma Xiaotao, who hadn't been this enraged in a long time, was now furious and practically flew over, propelling her body with her soul power.
She had to confront Han Ruoruo face to face today to see what kind of excuses the other party could come up with!
Watching Ma Xiaotao storm into the attic, and Ling Luochen, a few steps behind her with a gossipy expression, he saw...
Wu Ming could only sigh inwardly, "It's over, it's completely over now."
However, the deep bond between the two best friends still gave Wu Ming the courage to stand up, open her arms, and stand in front of Ma Xiaotao.
"Hey, Xiaotao, calm down! Sister Ruoruo...she's not living in the attic right now. What do you need? Why don't you come back tomorrow?"
"She's not here? Who are you trying to fool?"
Ma Xiaotao's phoenix eyes burned with fierce anger; she didn't believe her story at all.
"We went to the Spirit Pagoda before we came here. Xiaoya told us herself that you took Yuhao from there! And now you're telling me she's not here?"
Looking at Wu Ming, whose expression was so stiff that she couldn't utter a single word, Ma Xiaotao sneered, reached out and gently pushed the other's shoulder, her tone full of incomprehension.
"Sister Ming'er, even at a time like this, you're still protecting her? I sincerely proposed that plan back then, and what happened? That woman Han Ruoruo actually dared to pull this trick on me!"
He looked Wu Ming up and down again, then let out a sneer.
"And when we came in, you were sitting all alone on the sofa. What, Han Ruoruo ate alone, and didn't even share a drop of soup with you?"
Is this what you call best friends? I think you're the one who got sold out and is still helping to count the money.
Seeing that Ma Xiaotao was ignoring her and was about to walk inside, Wu Ming, in desperation, could only hug her waist tightly from behind and shout with all her might:
"Xiaotao, you really can't go in now. Sister Ruoruo...she has her reasons!"
"A predicament? You think you can justify cheating?"
Ma Xiaotao was so angry at her stubbornness that she almost burst out laughing.
She simply couldn't understand how Wu Ming could still protect Han Ruoruo even after things had come to this.
Could it be that Han Ruoruo saved Wu Ming's life?
It seems that's true.
But it still felt too absurd to her.
It's like a foolish husband who hands over his beautiful, seriously ill wife to a disreputable, unscrupulous doctor.
As a result, the doctor dismissed him with a few words and he could only stand outside the ward door.
Through a door, the doctor inside was doing whatever he wanted to his beautiful wife, making all sorts of strange noises.
When someone finally came to uphold justice and was about to rush in to arrest the man, the husband stubbornly blocked the doorway, refusing to let him in.
What, did you get addicted to listening to what was going on inside from the outside?
Seeing that there was no way to shake off the other party without harming Wu Ming.
Ma Xiaotao could only turn her head and say to Ling Luochen, who had remained silent, "Ling Luochen, stop watching the show and come help me."
Pull Ming'er away from me! I'm going to go in today and drag that liar Han Ruoruo out. I'll teach her a lesson she won't forget—why flowers are red!
Seeing that Ma Xiaotao specifically called out his name, Ling Luochen naturally couldn't continue to pretend to be stupid. He could only take a few steps forward and pull Wu Ming away.
"Sister Ming'er, you'd better stay with me quietly, so as not to ruin our relationship later. After all, what Sister Ruoruo did this time was really too much."
"No, you really can't go in..."
Wu Ming wanted to say something more, but Ling Luochen used a clever trick to pull her away.
She could only watch helplessly as Ma Xiaotao regained her freedom, then kicked open the nearest door. Her ferocious appearance filled Wu Ming with even greater panic.
If we don't actually meet in person, we might be able to sit down and have a proper discussion.
But once she actually saw the scene inside, given Ma Xiaotao's temper, she worried that Han Ruoruo's attic might be burned to ashes.
Bang, bang, bang!
After kicking open several doors in succession, Ma Xiaotao finally stood in front of the basement door.
Looking at the hidden door that blended almost seamlessly into the wall and was barely noticeable without close inspection, a strange and intense sense of unease rose within her burning anger.
This time, she didn't kick the door down as violently as before.
After taking a deep breath and forcibly suppressing the tension and restlessness in her heart, Ma Xiaotao carefully extended her finger, a small cluster of bright phoenix flames leaping on her fingertip, and gently touched the door lock.
As the flames flickered, the door lock vanished instantly under the extreme heat.
The door creaked open and slowly opened inward, revealing a dark stairwell to the three of them.
That deep darkness seemed like the entrance to some unknown abyss.
"Let's go down and take a look together."
Ma Xiaotao's voice became somewhat hoarse, "I'd like to know what kind of excuses Han Ruoruo will come up with then."
However, as the three of them actually stepped onto the stairs, the faint, suppressed yet lingering sounds they heard made them involuntarily slow down.
Even in this dim environment, it was still clear that an uncontrollable heat rose on each other's faces.
Ma Xiaotao bit her lower lip tightly, her cheeks flushed, and couldn't help but spit out a low curse, her voice filled with deep confusion:
"Something's not right. Han Ruoruo is just a control-type Soul Saint; even with her excellent physical abilities, there are limits. How could she possibly withstand that? Sister Ming'er, what's going on?"
Although she had never eaten pork or seen a pig run, based on her previous experience with Ling Luochen, the process definitely wouldn't involve making that kind of sound.
This is the fundamental reason why, although Ma Xiaotao was furious before, she wasn't actually that anxious deep down.
In her previous thinking, even if Han Ruoruo really obtained the genuine medicine, with her control-type soul master physique, she wouldn't be able to do anything more profound.
As for verbal sparring, she and Ling Luochen had tried it before, so it wasn't a big deal.
But the commotion coming from downstairs clearly indicates that the situation is completely beyond her expectations.
This behavior is highly abnormal!
Hearing Ma Xiaotao's persistent questioning, Wu Ming's eyes darted around again, frantically searching for an excuse in her mind.
Before she could come up with a plausible reason, Ling Luochen, who had been standing by watching from the sidelines, suddenly spoke up.
"Sister Ming'er, listen carefully to this sound. Sister Ruoruo is obviously at a crucial moment inside, and she hasn't considered our feelings at all."
In this secret room, she probably already tortured Yuhao in all sorts of ways, but then left you all alone outside, not even giving you a sip of soup. Is this what you call a good sister?
Upon hearing this, Wu Ming almost reflexively retorted, "How could that be? Sister Ruoruo wouldn't do that to me! If I hadn't suddenly fainted earlier, I would have already..."
"Long ago what?"
Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen asked in unison.
Seeing that things had developed to this point, and with only a few more steps to the door of the secret room, there was no way to retreat. Hiding any longer would only make things worse.
Wu Ming made a snap decision and decided to go all out, taking the crystal bottle directly from her storage soul tool.
"Here, this is what Sister Ruoruo gave me!"
Wu Ming held the crystal bottle up to the two of them. The liquid inside, gleaming with a strange light, still looked incredibly tempting in the dimly lit stairwell.
"Sister Ruoruo said that after her special formula improvements, the efficacy of this medicine has changed significantly..."
As Wu Ming gave his brief, somewhat defiant introduction, Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen's breathing became rapid.
The anger in their eyes had long since faded, replaced by an undisguised, burning gaze.
No wonder, no wonder Han Ruoruo broke the previous agreement and chose to go it alone!
If we had this miraculous potion that could greatly enhance the body's endurance, wouldn't that mean we wouldn't have to worry about our physical condition anymore and could openly monopolize Huo Yuhao for an entire night?
Feeling the two scorching gazes that seemed to melt her, Wu Ming instinctively gripped the crystal bottle tightly in her hand, quickly put it back into her storage soul tool, and then cautiously took several steps back to create a safe distance.
"Don't even think about taking it. Sister Ruoruo only gave me this one bottle. If you want it, you'll have to find a way to get it yourselves!"
"Oh dear, Sister Ming'er, how can you say that?"
Ma Xiaotao was immediately displeased. She took a step forward, and although she didn't make a move, her gaze remained fixed on the storage soul tool at Wu Ming's waist.
"The base of that medicinal liquid, the most crucial material, was provided by me. Without the fire poison I provided, could Han Ruoruo have developed it? Logically speaking, I deserve half the credit for this achievement."
"I don't care, you should talk to Sister Ruoruo. I don't know anything."
Wu Ming was so nervous by her appearance that she took several steps back, afraid that Ma Xiaotao would really rush forward and snatch it without a care.
So, are we still going down now?
Ling Luochen's soft voice rang out again, breaking the brief standoff.
(End of this chapter)