The white rose I picked up cried and said she liked me.

The moment the medicine was poured into the vat, the dark brown liquid slowly spread along the water flow, like ink drops into clear water, gradually spreading out dark patterns.

The pleasant aroma of herbs mingled with the steam from the bathroom, spreading outwards.

The moment the brown medicine touched her skin, Xu Nian froze, and an intense itch swept over her entire body.

He frowned and scratched his arm hard with his nails, but the itching did not subside at all; instead, it seemed to seep into his bones through his pores.

"Little Flame, what did you pour in here?"

Xu Xi held up the empty bottle in his hand and shook it: "This is medicine that Long Teng gave me. He said it can repair your damaged muscles."

"Repair muscles?" Xu Nian was stunned for a moment, then gripped even harder.

He didn't feel any relief in his muscles; on the contrary, the itching became more and more intense, as if it wouldn't stop until his skin was scratched raw.

He only regretted that his nails weren't long enough to relieve the itch, and wished they could grow longer.

This isn't muscle repair at all! That living devil is clearly not satisfied with just the daytime, he's not even letting him rest at night.

The more he scratched, the itchier it became, and the more it itched, the more he scratched. He couldn't help but grab the shoe brush from the edge of the bathtub and scrubbed his arms and back vigorously until his skin turned red. He didn't care about the pain; he only wanted to relieve the excruciating itch.

Xu Xi stood to the side, her delicate brows furrowed. Seeing his discomfort, she couldn't help but reach out her small hand and gently scratch his back.

Is it a side effect? ​​She wondered to herself.

As she was thinking this, she noticed that Xu Nian's skin was oozing dark grime.

The grime was extremely sticky, and before she knew it, her little hands were covered in sticky dirt.

This scene made her, who was naturally fond of cleanliness, frown deeply. She unconsciously took two steps back and quickly went to the tap to wash the dirt off her hands.

After initially experiencing unbearable itching, Xu Nian gradually got used to the burrowing sensation.

He suddenly realized that his limbs, which were so sore that he couldn't lift them, were slowly regaining strength, and the stiffness in his shoulders had also eased considerably.

He tentatively clenched his fist, and the soreness in his palm had lessened considerably; it was no longer the kind of pain that made him gasp for breath with the slightest movement during the day.

After a while, the sharp itch gradually subsided, turning into a gentle warmth that flowed like a stream, slowly washing over my limbs and spreading throughout my body along my meridians.

The soreness gradually subsided, replaced by an unprecedented comfort, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and all the fatigue in my body was enveloped and melted away by this warmth.

Xu Nian's body went limp, and she slowly tilted her head back against the edge of the bathtub, squinted her eyes, and gradually sank her body into the medicinal liquid, allowing every inch of her skin to come into contact with this magical potion.

He suddenly remembered the Marrow Cleansing Pill from martial arts novels, which must have felt like this: every inch of his bones was being quietly tempered, and every bit of fatigue was being quietly soothed.

That Long Teng has finally done something worthwhile.

After a day of intense training, Xu Nian's tense nerves finally relaxed completely. Her eyelids felt like they were filled with lead, so heavy that they kept fighting each other.

He stopped struggling and, enjoying the pleasant sensation, gradually drifted off to sleep, his even snoring soon filling the bathroom.

Xu Xi turned his head and looked over, and immediately felt a surge of anger.

She had just recovered from that disgusting filth when this person, well, he just lay there asleep in the bathtub full of black mud.

If you soak in it all night, what's the difference between that and lying in a stinky ditch?

She walked quickly over, reached out and pinched his cheek: "Wake up, stop soaking, it's filthy!"

The only response she received was Xu Nian's thunderous snoring.

Xu Xi sighed helplessly, resignedly rolled up his sleeves, and reached out to turn on the drain valve of the bathtub.

The murky sewage flowed slowly down the drain, carrying away the dark grime, until it was completely drained away.

The bottom of the bathtub was covered with a thick layer of mud-like grime, shiny black, and emitting a faint stench.

Looking at Xu Nian, she was also covered in this filth, her face and arms covered in black marks, looking like a little pig that had rolled around in the mud.

Xu Xi suppressed the discomfort in his stomach, picked up the shower head, switched to the high-pressure water gun mode, adjusted the water temperature, and slowly rinsed the grime at the bottom of the bathtub, then rinsed Xu Nian's body repeatedly.

The water flowed over his skin, gradually washing away the black grime and revealing the reddish skin underneath.

Even after rinsing away all the grime, she still felt it wasn't enough, so she pulled out two more bath towels, one to wipe the bathtub and the other to scrub Xu Nian's body, from her forehead to her toes, scrubbing her clean bit by bit.

Throughout the entire process, Xu Nian slept soundly. No matter how much she was rubbed or moved, she would only unconsciously hum a couple of times and continue to sleep peacefully.

"You're sleeping so soundly, at least turn over!"

Xu Xi struggled to pull his arm, trying to turn him over and rub his back, her tone full of resentment.

The bathtub was cramped, and she was short with short arms, so she was covered in sweat as she struggled around inside.

It took a lot of effort to finally turn Xu Nian over so that her back was facing her.

She scrubbed Xu Nian's entire body thoroughly, then applied shower gel and washed her clean.

At this moment, Xu Nian's skin became smooth and delicate, with a faint glow, like a newborn baby, clean and soft.

After doing all this, Xu Xi was panting heavily.

She bent down, laboriously lifted Xu Nian's arm, placed it on her shoulder, and slowly helped him out of the bathtub, half-carrying and half-lifting him towards the bedroom.

It took a lot of effort to finally throw him onto the bed, and Xu Xi slumped down on the edge of the bed, panting heavily.

She looked at the man sleeping soundly on the bed like a dead pig, her brows furrowed and her eyes full of resentment.

I went to so much trouble to serve you, and you just slept so soundly without even saying thank you.

Xu Nian's snoring reached her ears, making her so angry she wanted to bite her teeth.

However, considering how badly he had been tortured by Long Teng today, practicing from morning till night, plus helping Xu Nian take a bath, she was also exhausted, so she stopped arguing and let him fall asleep.

As for the taxes I owe tonight? I'll just write them down in my sleep log.

Xu Xi raised her hand and gently turned off the bedside lamp.

The bedroom instantly fell into darkness, with only the faint moonlight filtering in from the window casting her aloof silhouette onto the wall.

She carefully lay down on Xu Nian's stomach, her cheek pressed against his warm skin, intending to fall asleep with her head on his back.

But as soon as she lay down, she felt a restlessness beneath her.

Xu Nian's thigh wound had swelled up at some point, forming a large, hard blister that pressed against her lower abdomen.

Immediately afterward, Xu Nian, who was asleep, suddenly moved. He turned over, his arms instinctively wrapped around her waist, and he held her tightly in his arms. His palms unconsciously slipped inside her clothes, and his breath was hot, making her cheeks tingle.

Tsk, I just can't do anything with you.

Xu Xi glared at him helplessly.

Who told you to be my man?

She gently shrank back into the covers, reaching out to rub his swollen wound to reduce the swelling.

Little did she know, this would be the beginning of her nightmare that night.

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