I’m Inviting You on a Date (1)
Ji Qingzhou was caught off guard, but she didn’t struggle. At first glance, she seemed really obedient, but only the person who was carrying her knew that she was as stiff as a block of wood.
He hugged her and entered the courtyard. Ji Qingzhou’s eyes fell on the pure white clothes behind him. Shen Rongyu’s clothes were made of fine material, so his scars were completely hidden.
“Is it your Cultivation class tomorrow?” Shen Rongyu asked her.
“Yes,” she replied.
“I’ll ask for a leave for you,” Shen Rongyu spoke again.
“The score in the assessment…” Ji Qingzhou was somewhat worried.
“Are you worried about that in Elder Mu’s class? All the disciples she teaches are first class.” Shen Rongyu patted her back.
His palm touched her back, and Ji Qingzhou’s back muscles shrank, and goosebumps popped out.
In the courtyard, Maomao was standing still, drinking the water from the pool with his head down.
Apart from the fact that the courtyard gate was destroyed by the Soul Seeking Nails, the atmosphere was peaceful and harmonious, as if nothing had happened.
Shen Rongyu placed Ji Qingzhou on the bamboo bed behind the moon doorway. The surface of the water in front and at the back was calm.
Shen Rongyu grabbed his clothes on the truss and put it on carefully.
Ji Qingzhou felt embarrassed to watch him, so she stared at the water, but his figure was reflected on the surface too. His fingers slowly stroked the silk satin belt, smoothing out the folds, and then fastened it with a silver buckle, making a crisp click sound.
The cold-white outlines of his phalanges and the cold glint of the glowing metal embraced each other, colliding with a strange sense of abstinence.
Ji Qingzhou swallowed secretly. As long as she didn’t meet someone else’s eyes, she could stare at him non-stop without shame.
“Haven’t you seen enough?” Shen Rongyu asked, pulling up his collar.
Ji Qingzhou retracted her gaze. She raised her head, looked at the moon in the sky, and said softly, “Tonight’s moon is so big and round.”
Shen Rongyu touched her wrist: “Have you run out of magic power?”
“When I was escaping…” Ji Qingzhou clarified.
“You’re pretty good at grasping the Air Control Technique.” He squatted down, touched the ground with one knee, and began to check the injuries on her feet.
“You ran in such a hurry that you didn’t even have time to put on your shoes, but you remembered to bring your donkey.” Shen Rongyu joked nonchalantly just because Maomao was not pleasing to the eye.
Ji Qingzhou explained very seriously, “Since that person can use the Soul Seeking Nails, had I left Maomao in place, he definitely would have attacked him and forced me to go back.”
In fact, the person who followed her had tried to do so. He knew that Ji Qingzhou valued the donkey, and even searched the courtyard, but it had bought her some time to escape.
Shen Rongyu pinched her ankle, and Ji Qingzhou’s toes curled up. Her instep was tense, and her wounds that had just healed split open again. What followed next was a fine tingling sensation.
“Relax, your wounds will not crack.” Shen Rongyu pinched the thinnest part of her ankle again, which his palm could wrap around more than enough.
Ji Qingzhou’s instep remained tight, and her curled toes barely stretched out.
She lowered her head to look at Shen Rongyu. His head was downcast, and his beautiful satin-dark long hair poured down. The silver hairpin that bound his hair was in the pattern of an immortal blossom, ancient and elegant. With the wide sleeves of his robe unfolded, the moonlight seemed to have gathered around him, evocative of a celestial being.
However, he was now pinching her foot…
Ji Qingzhou wanted to take her foot back, but Shen Rongyu held it firmly.
“Just scratches. They will heal tomorrow,” Ji Qingzhou mumbled.
A clear spring appeared at Shen Rongyu’s fingertips. He performed a simple trick of drawing water, and the transparent, clean water rinsed away the residual grass, mud and blood on her foot.
The water cleansed the wounds, causing a stinging pain, but Ji Qingzhou clenched her hands on her sides without making a sound.
“Doesn’t it hurt?” Shen Rongyu asked again, gripping her other foot to treat her wounds.
“It does.” Ji Qingzhou would not lie.
“Then why don’t you say it?” he continued to ask.
“Will you be gentler if I say so?” Ji Qingzhou asked boldly.
Shen Rongyu felt that the foot he was holding was her artificial leg. His fingertips that were smeared with medicinal powder rubbed over her wound: “Yeah.”
“Thank you, you are so kind.” Ji Qingzhou thanked Shen Rongyu systematically. Of course, she was being sincere.
“…..”
He pressed her wound again to make the medicinal powder take effect faster.
The pain was piercing, but Ji Qingzhou pursed her lips and remained silent. She still didn’t utter a single sound.
Shen Rongyu stared at her bitten lips. His eyes turned deep, but he too remained silent.
With the effect of the medicinal powder, the injuries on her feet healed quickly. She stepped on the cold bamboo ground and felt much better.
She had run all the way over here and was drenched in sweat. All she wanted now was to take a shower and sleep soundly.
Shen Rongyu took his time washing his hands with the Water Drawing Technique, turned his head and glanced at Ji Qingzhou.
She was sitting on a small corner of the bamboo bed with her back straight, her hands on her lap, and looking rather cramped.
“There are enough rooms in the courtyard, but if you want to go back, I will —” Shen Rongyu paused again. He knew that Ji Qingzhou, the dumb, stupid piece of log, would agree to it.l without a second thought.
“You will what?” Ji Qingzhou asked after he stopped.
“Nothing.” Shen Rongyu washed his hands and took a white handkerchief and wiped them carefully. “You heard wrong.”
“Oh,” Ji Qingzhou replied.
She raised her hand and straightened her collar, feeling a little uncomfortable and sticky.
Shen Rongyu was now not only able to complete sentences just through some broken words, he could even read her body language.
Ji Qingzhou was actually very easy to understand.
“Do you want to take a shower?” he asked.
“En,” Ji Qingzhou felt a little embarrassed. It would be too much trouble for Shen Rongyu.
“In the house,” Shen Rongyu said to her. In fact, he always washed with the cold water in the pool in the courtyard, but now the courtyard door was broken.
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