After provoking the holy maiden of Miao territory, she was infected with a love curse.

This sleep was exceptionally long.

When Zhao Huining opened her eyes again, it was already dark outside the window. The window, which had been half-open, had been closed at some point.

"Xiao Wan..."

He murmured the name of Jiawan.

Zhao Huining propped herself up with the blanket and looked around before noticing that Jia Wan was still asleep, her head covered by the blanket.

"Xiao Wan, does your head still hurt?"

As she said this, Zhao Huining's fingers were not idle either. She reached out to Jiawan's forehead and touched a warm area, no longer the terrifying burning heat.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the fever has subsided, and Xiaowan should feel much better.

"Sister...I'm not in pain anymore."

Peeking out from under the covers, Jia Wan's eyes held a hint of curiosity. She wanted to see what effect the love potion she had painstakingly crafted would have.

Could it be that she could influence Zhao Huining's mind, making him fall deeply in love with her without knowing why?

Jiawan has been reading quite a few of these cheesy, cheesy sentences lately.

It must be said that no one can compare to the Han people in terms of inheritance. At least among the many ancient books of the Han people, Zhao Huining's family still has some.

"I'm glad you're not in pain anymore. Are you hungry? Is there anything you'd like to eat? I'll go and have someone bring it over."

Unable to look away, Zhao Huining felt increasingly sorry for Jiawan and couldn't help but reach out and use her index finger to gently brush away the strands of hair stuck to Jiawan's face, smoothing them out little by little.

Perhaps it's just that the child is too pitiful?

That's why she had such thoughts.

Convincing herself of this, Zhao Huining slightly hooked her finger, then abruptly withdrew her hand.

As an adult, she was still able to distinguish the filthy desires that were gradually rising in her heart.

The more he tried to suppress his emotions, the more he couldn't help but turn back to examine Jiawan's features more closely, wanting to get a definite answer.

Zhao Huining probably didn't even realize how strange her gaze was, and Jia Wan laughed.

With a seductive smirk, she clutched the blanket and asked, "Sister, is there something on my face?"

"Sister, you have to keep staring at me like this."

I was enlightened.

Zhao Huining panicked and stood up.

She grabbed her disheveled nightgown and covered her bare shoulders, her long, black hair obscuring her profile and effectively concealing Zhao Huining's embarrassment.

What was she thinking just now?!

How could she have such a filthy thought? She sponsored Jiawan not because... she wanted to sleep with Jiawan.

"Sister, you haven't put your shoes on yet."

Supporting herself with her palms, Jia Wan slowly moved up from the bed, her back sinking deep into the pillow, a faint smile on her lips.

A chill ran through her feet. Zhao Huining glanced down, stepped back, and put on her slippers. She slowly put them on.

But he didn't dare to look back at Jiawan.

"Xiao Wan... if you haven't slept well, lie down and rest first."

"I'll take care of dinner."

After saying that, Zhao Huining, unlike before, did not wait for Jiawan's reaction before fleeing from her presence.

He didn't even turn his head.

With a soft "bang," Jiawan looked at the tightly closed door and felt quite smug.

She was indeed the most skilled woman in Gu magic in the Miao village; her love Gu was remarkably successful.

However, it's still a bit lacking.

She needed to truly see Zhao Huining lose control of her lust in front of her; that was the ultimate love potion, the kind of "love potion" she wanted.

This little bit of rain is just an appetizer.

Jiawan was still not satisfied.

...

They fled to a place where there was no Garan.

Zhao Huining's restless heart finally calmed down a little, and she sat on the sofa, looking quite dejected.

She rubbed her brow with her fingers, but Jiawan's face was still stuck in her mind. She wanted to kick Jiawan out, but it had the opposite effect.

Not only did that person not disappear from her mind, but he went even further, hooking his arm around Rang's neck, his robe slipping off his back, and Jiawan's toes sinking into the bedding.

She pressed her body completely against Zhao Huining and said in the most alluring voice in the world, "Sister, actually... you have feelings for me too, don't you?"

"Sister...why are you afraid to admit it? Why did you run away in such a panic? Why did you leave me alone in the bedroom...?"

"I'm so lonely... Sister... Why won't you kiss me... Why won't you kiss me... Why..."

enough.

Pinching her thumb hard, Zhao Huining forcefully interrupted her wandering thoughts. She felt she should drink a cup of Italian coffee to completely clear her mind and stop thinking about these unrealistic and messy ambiguous ideas.

After washing up, Zhao Huining didn't care that she had taken the day off. She just wanted to keep herself completely busy so that she wouldn't think about Jiawan's situation.

As soon as Zhao Huining turned on her computer and got busy, her aunt tiptoed over and knocked on the door.

"Huining, what are we having for dinner?"

"Is it based on the old recipe, or is there something I need to make differently?"

Hearing her aunt say this, Zhao Huining couldn't help but think of Jiawan again.

Her diet at home is very regular and healthy, consisting of simple whole grains and supplements with meat and protein.

They rarely eat greasy or meaty foods, and seldom eat seafood.

However, Jiawan's tastes were very different from hers. Jiawan didn't like these bland foods and only preferred sweet and salty flavors.

"Let's do it the same way as yesterday, but add a sweet and sour pork ribs dish, and also make a mousse cake."

The aunt nodded and tactfully withdrew.

Miss Huining doesn't like to eat these things, so I specifically asked her to make them, presumably out of consideration for the child Miss Huining brought home.

There were many different opinions in the Zhao family regarding Jiawan's arrival. Zhao Huining had been harassed by those troublesome people when he first went to the scenic area.

It's unbelievable that someone could bring back a child in need of sponsorship from the mountains.

Unless, of course, someone as cautious as Zhao Huining has been cursed.

However, the Zhao family members were more inclined to believe that Zhao Huining had some kind of relationship with the woman she brought home.

As for what kind of "relationship" it is, it's not hard to guess.

In any case, they treated Jiawan, whom Zhao Huining brought back, as their future mistress.

...

After the aunt left.

Zhao Huining couldn't even focus on the documents uploaded to her laptop anymore; she had just hurriedly fled the bedroom.

There was no detailed check on Jiawan's condition. What if... Xiaowan only told her she wasn't feeling bad anymore so as not to worry her?

No, she couldn't leave Xiao Wan alone in the bedroom.

A sense of responsibility surged within him, and Zhao Huining didn't even have time to turn off his laptop before closing it.

She hurriedly left the study.

When she came to her senses, she was already standing at the bedroom door.

Zhao Huining hesitated for a moment as her fingers rested on the cold doorknob.

No, all the previous ambiguous and romantic feelings were just like when I had just woken up and my mind was still not clear.

Now that she's had coffee and feels refreshed, how could she possibly still be thinking about that kind of thing?

Besides, living under the same roof means you'll see each other all the time. Does she have to hide from Xiao Wan forever?

I calmed myself down.

Zhao Huining reopened the bedroom door, and Jia Wan, who was sitting on the bed playing on her phone, seemed to have expected Zhao Huining to come back.

She casually tossed her phone onto the bed, stood up, and stretched out her arms to pull Zhao Huining, who was standing frozen at the door, into her embrace.

The love potion is quite effective.

Within the allotted time, her perfect drug user was finally back in her arms.