Rebirth of the sickly loli with special hobbies

The yellow petals bloomed layer by layer, swaying in the night breeze with a faint glow. Like an elf holding a lamp at night, it embellished the small courtyard with beauty and tranquility.

"You stay here first. If you need anything, just tell me. I will find a solution within a month." The young man dressed in purple clothes, with clear features and black hair, looked noble and detached, calm and confident.

Ye Youran looked around the courtyard and said calmly: "Stretch out your hand."

Song Yiche raised his right hand and looked at her.

She put two fingers on the young man's wrist and carefully felt his pulse.

The young man lowered his eyes, feeling the warmth on his wrist. Thinking of the touch just now, his heart trembled quietly.

Ye Youran was defining it in her mind. The pulse was deep and weak, the yang was deficient and the qi was sunken. It was less than four beats in one breath, and there was coldness inside.

As the pulse gradually weakened and became irregular, it continued like a leaking roof. Ye Youran narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "You are weak and short of breath, and the toxins are accumulating. You are getting weaker day by day. You must have spent a lot of money to live for so many years. It seems that one third is not a small amount."

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"The poison you were given during pregnancy was transferred to the fetus. It's a miracle that you were able to be born safely. The best time to cure the poison has long been missed. The poison has been suppressed for a long time, and it has penetrated deep into your bones and almost merged with your flesh and blood." She paused and said, "Your poison cannot be cured."

"…Then how can I survive?" the young man asked. There was not even a wave in his eyes, and his calm tone did not seem to be asking about his own life or death.

"Since I said I would save you, I can certainly let you live. I will make a list tomorrow, and you just need to send the spiritual plants on the list to me. There won't be any rare magical herbs, they are all obtainable. But you can survive, it just depends on whether you can hold on." The girl curved her eyebrows slightly and looked at him.

Song Yiche said calmly: "When there is no solution, I can live for so many years. If there is a solution, I will not die."

Seeing that he was really not afraid, Ye Youran curled her lips in boredom and said, "Okay, I'm going to practice."

"Then I won't bother you any more. Goodbye."

The young man turned and left.

Ye Youran looked at the Fengming leopard that was quietly lying in her arms, touched its ears, and walked into the house.

There was no light in the room, it was dark and silent. Ye Youran placed the Feng Ming Bao on the ground and said, "Let's sign the contract."

She flipped her hand and cut her fingertips, pressing the blood droplets on the black panther's forehead. Before the blood dripped down, it was completely absorbed. A huge and complicated promotion array instantly appeared under Ye Youran's feet, and the white light scattered out, submerging the small red shadow in the white light.

Soon, the Fengming Leopard roared, its fur became soft and shiny, its wings spread out, and black feathers flew, and it was promoted to a second-level divine beast.

The red snake in the space was also promoted to the ninth-level holy beast, and the vine king was promoted to the sixth-level holy beast. Although the ancient cold turtle did not advance, it was also accumulating strength for the next promotion. There is no standard for the strength of Nekomata Xiaohei. It can only be said that this wave of energy has made it feel like a stone sinking into the sea.

Ye Youran has digested the power brought by this contract, and has almost reached the level of a first-level powerful being. She only needs an opportunity to advance.

She touched the slightly stronger Fengming Leopard, put it into the Warcraft space, and told the other beasts to get along well with each other.

Looking around the dim and deserted house, this was the first time she spent the night alone in the room. She felt a little lonely. She touched the cold bed and looked at the empty tables and chairs. The tall and warm figure was not there, and even the breath was unfamiliar.

With a gloomy face, she walked out of the room and jumped onto the roof.

The moon was bright in the sky, and the night wind was cool. The cold wind blew across her cheeks, making her shudder. Ye Youran looked up at the big, round moon, and her longing for him fermented, causing her heart to ache slightly.

The sky is dotted with stars, flickering and blinking quietly in the night. Even if the stars are bright and the Milky Way is full, if there is no one around, the starry sky will be dim and lose its luster.

The skirt danced lightly, the hair fluttered slightly, and a small red shadow was imprinted between heaven and earth, but it was like a speck of flying dust, lonely and tiny.

She missed that man desperately.

She sat on the roof, hugging herself. Even though the cool night wind made her limbs cold, she still stood there stubbornly, allowing herself to feel the long-lost desolation.

"Ayou..."

She suddenly woke up with a sigh. She looked around, but it was still pitch black.

"Yuanyuan..." she called softly. At this moment, her heart was trembling, fearing that she would get a disappointing result.

A trace of warmth rose from her brows. She reached out and touched her brows. That was the protective power left by Ye Chenyuan. The warm current slowly flowed down her body, blocking the cold and warming up her cold body. There seemed to be a pair of big hands gently stroking her waist, both hands wrapped around her waist and locked her in his arms.

Ye Youran only felt warm in the next second, just like when she was nestled in his arms.

Her cheeks were touched gently, like a breeze passing by, but it was warm and caressed her lips back and forth.

Ye Youran curled the corners of her mouth and leaned back. Although her body was empty, she could really feel a warm body sticking to her, giving her a familiar shiver.

The wind whistled softly, and she heard whispers, as if they were right next to her ears, gently licking her earlobe, which were a little wet and cool.

"Ayou, I want to kiss you so much that you can't help but feel passionate. I will only be in your mind all the time..."

A low and hoarse voice sounded faintly, and the wind passed by her ears ambiguously, making her heart tremble.

Ye Youran raised her hand, spread her five fingers, and said with a chuckle: "Come if you can." She teased him and invited him fearlessly. She was always so honest with him.

An invisible big hand wrapped around the back of that slender hand, holding hers, intertwining their fingers, and he whispered in her ear: "Don't blame me for making you cry next time we meet."

Ye Youran's body stiffened, and the numbness in her left ear caused her body to tremble. However, she laughed maliciously: "Don't let it happen when the time comes. After all, I'm not an adult yet."

A hand quietly touched her body, moving upwards slowly and charmingly. Ye Youran felt her body gradually getting hot, and a fine and dense numbing sensation surged into her brain, making her a little dizzy. The voice sounded again: "You will know whether it works or not. But making you cry is possible in every way."

He clung to her, locking her petite body tightly in his arms, and kept talking.

"Ayou, I want to dye your lips red right now..."

"Ayou, I want to lick the corners of your eyes and make them moist and red..."

"Ayou, I want to kiss every part of your body..."

"Ayou, I miss you so much..."

"…I'm going crazy thinking about it."

The man buried his head in Ye Youran's neck. A cool breeze blew past, as if he was taking a deep breath of her scent, with a strong tenderness.

Ye Youran's heart was filled with sourness, and she wished she could meet him right now. She had never thought that one day she would be crazy about a man. The longing was like a brew, rich and intoxicating, and she couldn't stop it. She missed him too, and wanted to nestle in his broad arms, to feel his breath tightly surrounding her, soaking her, letting her be infected with his flavor, and being intoxicated and crazy together.

"...Ye Chenyuan, wait for me." She said.

But he gently stroked the corner of her lips without saying anything. How could he let his woman suffer so much? He would remove all obstacles for her and would not allow anyone to break her wings.

"Your injury..." Ye Youran asked him softly. She couldn't project it, so she could only use the power he left behind as a medium. Was his injury serious?

The brutality in Ye Youran's heart quietly grew again, lurking in a corner, moving with blood.

"It's okay." He put his arms around her, but was annoyed that he couldn't really touch her.

... "

"Master, the medicinal bath is ready."

The man sitting alone in the hall closed his eyes and said nothing. In the empty and dim room, his black hair was loose, and he looked elegant and calm, like a peerless nobleman, noble and charming.

... "

"Ye Chenyuan..." Ye Youran called Ruo's name softly. She just wanted to call him that.

But Ye Chenyuan was suppressing the expected surging feeling in his chest at this time, and there was a slight fishy taste in his throat.

He let go of Ye Youran, held her face with both hands, and kissed her fiercely. He couldn't touch her, but he still wanted to do it and didn't want to stop. Even though they were separated by time and space, it couldn't stop him from possessing her.

It was a long and empty kiss, but it seemed to have some feeling, making the two of them intoxicated.

She parted her red lips slightly, her mouth corners were moist, her eyes were full of affection, she exhaled slightly, panting lightly as she looked at the nothingness in front of her.

"Ye Youran, you are mine. Remember, you will always be mine..." The man kissed her again.

... ...

At this moment, the man in the hall opened his eyes. His white robe was clean and his Qilin was peaceful. But his eyes were treacherous, tyrannical, and arrogant like a demon.

Ah You...

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The feeling of being embraced disappeared, but the warmth still spread from the eyebrows to the whole body.

Ye Youran licked the corner of her lips lightly and looked up at the starry sky again.

There are numerous stars there, and the stars are flowing, beautiful and bright.