"Take off my clothes?"
Li Yi was stunned and his mind went blank for a moment.
Didn't they have something important to discuss? Was it necessary to take off his clothes to discuss something?
A man and a woman were alone in a room. A woman closed the door and asked another man to take off his clothes. Anyone would think of something indescribable.
"This, this is not good …"
It was broad daylight and Ruyi and Xiao Huan were still outside. Couldn't they do it at night?
Moreover, with Ruyi's character, how could she take the initiative? This surprised Li Yi and made him a little happy.
Was his virginity of two lifetimes going to end today?
"If you don't take off your clothes, how can I heal you?" Liu Ruyi looked at him and explained, "That palm hurt your lungs and it's not easy to heal. Using True Qi to help you clear your meridians can help you recover faster."
"I see …"
Li Yi looked a little disappointed. It turned out that it was just healing. He struggled for so long just now. If she asked for that, should he obey or obey … or obey?
He had no choice but to obey. She was so good at martial arts and he was injured. He couldn't resist. He could only resist symbolically and then reluctantly …
In the end, he was just thinking too much.
He did not know that zhenqi could also heal injuries. It was no wonder that the experts in wuxia novels would feel like they were on the brink of death when they were slashed a few times or struck a few palms. It was as if they would die in the next moment, but they would immediately recover after a few days. It turned out that zhenqi could heal themselves, and the effect was thousands of times better than seeing a doctor or taking medicine.
This was simply a life-saving bug that defied the natural order. The chances of becoming a martial arts master were already very slim. At the very least, he had to cultivate True Qi. He did not ask for anything else. With the healing skills of a priest, his ability to protect himself immediately increased by a lot.
Healing wounds was fine. Li Yi began to take off his clothes slowly. He wore a little more winter clothes and only had a thin shirt on his upper body. When he reached out to untie his belt, Liu Ruyi's voice came.
"Husband."
"Hmm?" Li Yi looked up at her.
"You don't need to take off your clothes …"
"…"
It was not like what was depicted in the TV series, where the two of them sat cross-legged on the bed, one in front of the other, naked, with the latter's hands pressed tightly against the former's back. Hot air rose from their bodies, and red and blue lights flickered alternately. At this moment, the scene in the room was much gentler.
Li Yi closed his eyes and lay flat on the bed. He lifted his clothes and revealed the place where he had been hit by Wu Ying's palm. Compared to yesterday, the bruise had already faded a little. Ruyi's slender and fair palm covered his abdomen. Other than feeling that her hand was abnormally warm, Li Yi did not feel anything else.
There was no such thing as a warm current. The television was full of lies.
If he had to say what he felt, it would be comfortable, especially when the hand on his abdomen moved slowly. Li Yi opened his eyes and happened to meet her gaze. Time seemed to stop for a moment. Ruyi's hand paused slightly, and an invisible layer of charming atmosphere spread out …
"Cough, I'm a little thirsty …"
Li Yi coughed dryly, making the atmosphere slightly less awkward.
"I'll go get some water." Liu Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked away. She opened the door and walked out.
Looking at her slightly flustered footsteps, Li Yi's heart surged with an indescribable feeling.
In his previous life, he had been single for 20 years. Before he transmigrated, he was still worried about his mother forcing him to get married. In the end, in less than two days, he got married to someone and had a wife …
To be honest, when he was pressured by his mother, it was not that he had never thought of finding someone to marry and spend the rest of his life with. In his previous life, Li Yi was not considered a successful person, but he was not that bad either. The girl he had a crush on for a while got married and had children early. After he passed the age of 20, he did not feel that he had to marry anyone else in this life. He was satisfied as long as he could find someone and live a stable life.
If he did not meet that psychopath Wu Ying, his current life was actually considered stable. He had a wife who could satisfy all men's fantasies, a sister-in-law who was unruly and willful but would not drop the ball at a critical moment, a silly and cute maid who did not have any ideals and liked to listen to stories, and he was surrounded by beauties. He lived an ancient life that many men dreamed of envied.
The only strange thing was his relationship with Ruyi. They were husband and wife in name, but after spending time together, although the distance between them was constantly narrowing, they had never exceeded the state of friendship and love.
In any case, compared to other people, his feelings for Ruyi were the most special. It was impossible to say that he loved her to death, but when he thought of the person who would accompany him for the rest of his life, the first person that appeared in his mind was still her figure.
However, at least until now, the relationship between the two had not reached the point where they could do something more intimate.
The revolution had not succeeded, and the comrade still had to work hard …
He did not know if it was an illusion, but when Li Yi looked down, he found that the bruise on his abdomen was lighter, and the faint pain had lessened. It should be the effect of Ruyi's touch that woke him up.
"Son-in-law, it's time to eat."
Not long after he put on his clothes, Xiao Huan knocked on the door and came in.
In the next few days, Ruyi would use her True Qi to help him sort out his meridians. She seemed to have gotten used to it and did not stop like the first time. Of course, Li Yi was a normal man after all. Sometimes he could not control some of his body's normal reactions when she touched his lower abdomen. Every time this happened, the atmosphere would become awkward again …
It was unknown what had happened to Ruyi recently, but the number of times she practiced martial arts was much more than before. Sometimes, she would come over and ask Li Yi some questions about Tai Chi.
Li Yi could only make it look like Tai Chi. How could he know anything deeper? He just casually threw out the words written in the book that sounded powerful, and it was enough for her to ponder over it for a whole day.
As usual, he would go to the brothel to kill time. The old man would recite the "Painted Skin" over and over again, and anyone would get tired of it. The number of customers he could attract was decreasing, which was a good thing for Li Yi. It was quieter with fewer people. Every day, after lunch, he would order a cup of tea and sit there for about two hours.
During this period, the old man gave him money several times and mentioned that he wanted to buy some stories from Li Yi. After he did not get the answers he wanted, he did not speak again.
If it was a coincidence, he could occasionally see Ruoqing singing on stage. Sometimes, after she finished singing, she would come over and say a few words to Li Yi. She would take out her poems and let him comment on them.
Li Yi had almost digested all the books about poetry in the library. It might be difficult for him to write a good poem, but he had accumulated a lot of knowledge and could give good suggestions most of the time.
The girl named Xiao Zhu stood behind Ruoqing and looked at them. Sometimes, she would look at them from head to toe, and her eyes would roll around. She looked like a mischievous spirit.
She did not understand poetry, and she had never heard of Li Yi's name. She just felt that Sister Ruoqing's friend seemed to be a genius who knew a lot of stories. He was good at everything, but he was too stingy …
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