"It's better, thank you for your concern."

Chi Yao's indifferent, detached and polite appearance made Si Ran feel a little dazed.

That... Last night's kiss turned out to be your own abruptness?

Once again, he couldn't help but purse his lips slightly, recalling the beauty of last night.

Is it an illusion of oneself?

[The male protagonist's blackening value is 10.] 】

After not hearing Si Ran's answer for a long time, Chi Yao couldn't help but secretly look at Si Ran, but accidentally met his gaze, and at that moment she looked away and avoided.

Si Ran frowned slightly, obviously the touch like last night was so real, but why didn't she think of anything.

Could it be that my memory is skewed?

Si Ran silently disappeared in front of her, just as he did when he came.

Chi Yao slowly raised her head, pinched her somewhat sour shoulder, and coughed lightly.

The two got along peacefully for a few days, and even Si Ming didn't come out, and Chi Yao rarely had a few days of leisure.

She looked out the window at the full moon, the soft moonlight scattered on the ground, illuminating the darkness ahead.

She suddenly remembered the cold spring in the back mountain, and couldn't help but think about it, and when she reappeared, it was the cold spring in the back mountain.

Chi Yao couldn't wait to test the cold spring, "Hey, it's so cold", she withdrew her palm and hesitated.

However, she remembered the wound behind her, and there was still a residual toxin on this wound, although there was an antidote, but it still caused some damage to her body.

She gritted her teeth and took off her coat, leaving only the lining, and she slowly walked into the cold spring, feeling the biting coldness.

The faint scorching heat of the toxin behind her and the soaking of the cold spring made her deeply feel the feeling of ice and fire.

After a while, she got used to the coolness of this cold spring, and she could even run the immortal qi cultivation technique.

Chi Yao, who was somewhat immersed in it, also lowered his vigilance against the surrounding environment, after all, in the territory of the God of War, no one dared to come, and no one dared to make a mistake.

The frost of the cold spring condensed on the tip of her nose, making her look even more arrogant and cold.

Si Ran vaguely saw the people in the cold spring, but the mist of the cold spring made him not look very carefully.

He subconsciously pinched up a spell, and looked at the person in the spring with a cold look.

When he was about to throw it out, he suddenly found that this was Chi Yao, and he forcibly shifted the direction of the spell in his hand, and this spell happened to hit Chi Yao... of the coat.

The broken coat was messily drooping on the ground, just like Chi Yao and Si Ran's complicated mood at the moment.

"Master."

This voice contained a little shock and helplessness, and even a little shyness.

Si Ran subconsciously raised her head when she heard this, the girl soaked under the cold spring, her hands crossed on her shoulders, and under the round shoulders was the looming collarbone, and the soft and boneless fingertips were weakly placed on it.

He staggered his eyes in a panic, and said in a somewhat astringent voice, "It's the teacher's fault, I didn't see the person clearly." ”

In this awkward and ambiguous atmosphere, a master is like a taboo, and the provocative heart is given other meanings.

Chi Yao let out a nonchalant "um", half of her face was buried in the water and refused to come forward.

She slowly turned her body, trying to keep her back to him, but she didn't want to forget Si Ran's sensitive hearing, this subtle movement made him can't help but turn his head to look over.