dognovel Chapter 11 We're not that unreasonable.
Chapter 11 We're not that unreasonable.
He fell into a deep sleep without realizing it, and when he woke up, he found that all the pain in his body had disappeared.
"Senior Sister can heal injuries?" Han Yi was both surprised and delighted, his face full of astonishment.
Mingyue smiled faintly and said calmly, "I know a little."
Han Yi was moved to tears, leaned forward, and slowly unbuttoned his shirt.
"Senior sister, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't understand things! Promise me you'll treat me better from now on!"
As Mingyue watched Han Yi approach, his sharply defined eyes shone with a unique charm, like twinkling stars in the night sky, dazzling and captivating.
Who wouldn't love a junior brother like that? He parted his lips slightly and replied softly, "Okay!"
The next second, Han Yi leaned forward and pressed his lips directly against Mingyue's red lips.
This sudden intimate gesture struck Mingyue like a bolt of lightning; her delicate body trembled violently, and she was completely stunned.
She had been cultivating diligently in the Xuantian Dao Sect since childhood, and usually maintained a respectful and distant attitude towards men. She had never had such intimate contact before.
A wave of shyness washed over her, and her cheeks instantly flushed like the clouds on the horizon.
In the midst of the panic, the hands on Han Yi's shoulders unconsciously tightened their grip slightly.
Then I heard a "click".
"Ah! Senior sister, let go! My shoulder blade is broken!"
Han Yi let out a shrill scream the next second.
This sudden turn of events instantly dissipated the previously ambiguous and romantic atmosphere, replacing it with Han Yi's painful wails. The situation took a sharp turn for the worse, catching everyone off guard.
Mingyue was shocked to see Han Yi's miserable state. She quickly clasped her hands together. In an instant, a warm and gentle light slowly bloomed from her palms, gently enveloping Han Yi's body like a veil.
Han Yi felt a warm current, like a gentle stream, slowly flowing into his body, and the pain gradually subsided wherever it passed.
The fractured scapula was restored to its original state in an instant.
Han Yi was both surprised and delighted, and couldn't help but blurt out, "Senior Sister, you're amazing! Are you perhaps an immortal?"
Mingyue's cheeks were flushed, her shyness still lingering. Hearing Han Yi's praise, however, a different kind of ripple stirred in her heart.
She bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes filled with a hint of shyness and anticipation, and she quietly moved closer to Han Yi, just like she had done before.
Upon seeing this, Han Yi knew he was in trouble and quickly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the danger.
With a forced smile and a hint of ingratiation, he said, "Senior sister, I'm a little tired. I'd like to lie down here and rest for a while?"
He thought to himself, "My second senior sister was too fierce just now. My small body can't handle it. If something else happens, my bones will probably be broken. It's best to lie down first."
Han Yi leaned back, thinking his head was about to hit the ground, but Mingyue caught him steadily.
When he came to his senses, he realized that Mingyue had placed her long and beautiful legs under his head.
Han Yi immediately beamed and said with a sweet smile, "Senior Sister, you're so kind, I love you to death!" Although his words were a bit flippant, Mingyue was quite pleased to hear them.
"Junior brother, shall I teach you the art of healing? That way, if you get injured in the future, you'll be able to heal yourself!" Mingyue suggested softly.
Little did she know that Han Yi, who was lying on her lap, looked disgusted and shook his head like a rattle drum, refusing to learn no matter what.
Han Yi's thoughts were very simple: he came to the mountain to just coast along. In half a year at most, he could go down the mountain and continue being a carefree young master. Why bother learning this stuff?
“Junior brother, this Zhuyou technique is a powerful ancient art passed down from ancient times. Practicing it will greatly benefit you. Even if you don’t learn it, it’s good to know about it!” Mingyue patiently advised.
Han Yi pursed his lips and asked, "If I learn it, can I kill Xuan Kongzi?"
Upon hearing this, Mingyue turned pale with fright and quickly covered his mouth, saying anxiously, "Silly junior brother, don't talk nonsense. If Master hears you, you'll be in big trouble."
This place is quiet and peaceful, a perfect spot for spiritual practice. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves, making it incredibly pleasant.
Mingyue looked at Han Yi, who was fast asleep on her lap, and unconsciously stroked his face. She became mesmerized as she looked at him, her eyes filled with tenderness.
From the moment she first met Han Yi, she felt an inexplicable sense of closeness, so she took extra care of this junior brother.
She murmured to herself, "Junior brother, you are so handsome!"
She secretly used magic to transmit the incantation of the Zhuyou technique into Han Yi's mind.
Not far away, there was a large rock, and behind it, Xuan Song and Jing Xu were hiding furtively, whispering to each other.
Xuan Song stared at Han Yi and Ming Yue not far away with a jealous look on his face, and said sourly, "Second Senior Sister is too good to this new kid! She brings him food, heals his wounds, and now she even lets him lie on her lap. Humph, what makes him so special?" As he spoke, he clenched his fists tightly, as if he was about to rush out and teach Han Yi a lesson at any moment.
Jingxu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile, and she slowly replied, "What? Are you envious?"
Xuan Song snorted angrily.
"Isn't that obvious? Second Senior Sister is beautiful and kind-hearted. If she could treat me this well, I'd risk my life for her. Look at that kid, he's just a weak and spoiled young master. What's so good about him that makes Senior Sister favor him so much?"
As he spoke, a longing look appeared on his face, as if he was already imagining the scene of Senior Sister Mingyue taking great care of him.
“He’s the young master, and Master’s only true disciple. How can their statuses be the same?” Jingxu said.
Xuan Song curled his lip in disdain and complained, "Ugh, I'm so envious! I just don't understand, what's so special about this kid?"
Jingxu rolled her eyes and deliberately stirred things up, saying, "With your looks, you're not even half as handsome as him. If I were your senior sister, I would choose him too."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Song's face turned red with anger, and he became even angrier. He shouted, "I may not be as handsome as him, but Senior Brother is handsome! Why isn't Senior Sister as nice to Senior Brother? Senior Brother's appearance and temperament are much better than this kid's."
In truth, he knew that even his senior brother could hardly compare to Han Yi in terms of looks, but he just refused to admit it.
He was always jealous of his senior brother, feeling that his senior brother had stolen all the attention that Master should have given him. Now, look at this useless junior brother who's only been here for two days...
Not only did his master take special care of him, but his second senior sister also cared for him so much. Now, all his jealousy was directed at Han Yi.
Jingxu had a half-smile on her lips and continued, "Our senior brother is so cold and aloof. He only knows how to study swordsmanship all day long. Who can get close to him? This kid is different. He's only been on the mountain for two days, and he's already won over Master and Senior Sister's hearts. From now on, Master and Senior Sister won't care about us anymore."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Song's expression turned even more unpleasant, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
Seeing this, Jingxu added, "Newcomers are always more popular than veterans, especially this kid, who's like a vixen, so good at pleasing people."
These words were like a sharp knife, piercing Xuan Song's heart. Xuan Song was so angry that he stomped his feet and gritted his teeth, saying, "Kid, we'll see!"