Chapter 232
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With a slight turn of her body, she fell into a broad chest.
"I haven't seen you for a few days and you've gained a lot of weight."
A teasing voice sounded beside her ear. She woke up from her dazed state and lifted her small face. A handsome face that could be said to be perfect entered her line of sight.
"Di Shifan." She breathed out slightly, appearing to be a little disoriented.
He smiled slightly at her and placed her on the bed. Leaning against the bed, he sat down. His elegant eyes were calm and there was a faint emotion in his deep gaze. However, it was perfectly concealed by his calm appearance.
However, this perfection was immediately broken when it came into contact with the scar on her ankle.
Like a raging river, the originally calm surface of the sea was immediately filled with thousands of waves. His handsome eyes contained a faint anger as he sharply looked at the helpless little face.
Ripples slowly appeared in his calm eyes. A faint aura was also released along with the surge of his emotions. In an instant, a strong sense of oppression pressed down on the entire small room. The veil on the bed fluttered even though there was no wind. It seemed to have become uneasy because of the fluctuations he released. It trembled slightly and fluttered …
His breathing gradually became tight, and his originally somewhat heavy breathing gradually became hurried under this pressure.
She looked at his unhappy handsome face in shock. Her heart was filled with shock. Di Shifan looked to be around eighteen years old. How could he have such a strong aura and pressure …
What level had his strength reached?
It was obviously impossible for him to be a Dou Disciple. Warrior was far beyond that. Could it be that he was already a Dou Shi?
If he had really reached such a level, it was no wonder that she appeared so weak in front of him. Thinking of the distance between the two of them, she couldn't help but smile bitterly. The gaze that swept towards her ankle also became fierce.
Suddenly, touching the bitterness at the corner of her mouth, Di Shifan's gaze slightly relaxed. The tense atmosphere in the room instantly disappeared.
He sighed softly. His large palm hesitated for a moment. However, he no longer hesitated and covered her head.
For a moment, the room was particularly quiet. No one spoke to break the silence, but this silence did not make people feel awkward. Instead, there was a faint sense of peace.
In the room, her aura and his intertwined. There was an indescribable naturalness and a faint intimacy that quietly spread out. Unfortunately, the two of them, who had never experienced * * * *, did not feel its existence.
His slender and fair hand came to her ankle. When it came into contact with the black iron ruler on her foot, it shook slightly. He looked at her with some astonishment, as if he had seen the abnormality of the two black iron rulers.
Xi Nuoying shrugged her shoulders and didn't say anything. However, she saw that he didn't care either. He gently removed the Black Iron Ruler from her feet and then carefully removed the cloth binding her feet.
"Hiss …"
The foot binding cloth and flesh were pressed together by the black iron ruler. Although his movements were very light, it still made her feel a little pain.
"Let's see if you still dare to mess around like this in the future. Don't you know that rushing for success and profit will only backfire?"
He glared at her disapprovingly. Then, he sighed. He knew that once she had decided on something, it was very difficult to change her mind.
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