"Ah..." Li Mengjie screamed, "Xue Jiu, you're so annoying, you got my hair all wet. Hmph, believe it or not, if I go to school tomorrow and say that a transfer student took your first kiss, it will be fun once it gets to Wang Shuze's ears."
Ling Xuejiu felt genuinely disconcerted and said, "You... if you dare to spread that rumor, I'll sever ties with you!"
"That serious, huh? Well... okay, I won't say anything." Li Mengjie was deliberately teasing Ling Xuejiu and again giggled, "Xue Jiu, what does a kiss from your Cold Bodyguard actually feel like?"
"You little devil, go to hell..."
"Haha!"
"..."
As the night passed and morning came, Leng Xuan's body had recovered quite a bit, but his complexion still looked a little off. Healing Master Ling this time really drained his vital energy, his cultivation level had regressed by two or three years at least. However, he had known this would be the outcome the moment he decided to save the Old Master, so it didn't affect his mood.
