Chapter 771 - 636: Sharing a Bed and Pillow_2

He naturally couldn’t bite it.

Of course, not because he couldn’t bear to.

He just feared catching her stupidity.

Shen Tang saw the Black Panther youth’s expression changing, his handsome face darkening like a pot’s bottom. She raised an eyebrow, suddenly understood something, and gently laughed, "You’re not afraid I’m poisoning you, are you?"

"..."

Shen Tang said, "How about I take a bite first, then you eat? Will you be at ease then?"

Jin snatched the jerky from her hand and directly took a bite!

What a joke, he’s eaten so many pollutants over the years; probably no poison in this world can faze him.

He was provoked by the little female’s intentionally challenging tone, and unexpectedly, once he took a bite, he couldn’t stop.

Because the jerky was really delicious.

Maybe he had grown accustomed to swallowing filthy stuff over the years, no longer picky, but this jerky particularly suited his taste.

Shen Tang was hungry too and ate a bit along with him.

Their dinner was hastily settled.

Shen Tang asked, "How do you feel now?"

Jin said, "Much better."

He used to remain in a state of mental frenzy, losing all rationality, and occasionally waking up would give him splitting headaches. But now that severe pain was gone, and most of his injuries were healed.

These past few days, Shen Tang continuously used her Healing Ability to nurture his meridians, even healing old wounds.

Shen Tang could now even use some of her purification powers to help Jin remove blood pollutants.

For the first time in all these years, Jin felt his body was this light. At this moment, he vaguely felt like a normal person too.

"How about here, does it still hurt?" Shen Tang looked at his chest.

The Black Panther youth’s body was tall and robust, muscles flowing powerfully, his chest firm and full; wheat-colored skin exuding wild sex appeal. All other wounds were healed by Shen Tang, only the right chest had a penetrating wound, the ice crystals hadn’t completely dissipated, and the wound healed slowly.

Jin followed her gaze and looked down.

He’s suffered too many injuries, or rather, almost never uninjured, his body is already numbed to pain.

If Shen Tang hadn’t mentioned it, he wouldn’t even notice this wound on his chest.

Jin had suffered countless wounds heavier than this, and this wound had already healed considerably; to him, it’s nothing.

As long as he hasn’t died, it’s all the same.

But seeing the female’s worried and empathetic eyes, he opened his mouth, inexplicably said:

"...Hurts."

Shen Tang’s expression immediately tensed, "Then quickly lie down, don’t strain the wound, I’ll treat you once more."

Jin slightly nodded and lay back down.

His face appeared calm and stern, yet his heart was inundated by immense absurdity.

Damn.

Did he just get hexed?

How could he say that word?

He actually... showed weakness to a female?

But just now, his brain seemed to stop working, he blurted out almost instinctively.

And when deeper sympathy and worry appeared on the female’s face, in his heart... a long-lost satisfaction flashed.

Xiao Jin closed his eyes, inhaled deeply, feeling he was truly insane.

Ever since meeting this female, he seemed more and more unlike himself.

Shen Tang’s focus was entirely on his wound, missing the man’s emotional change. Her palm emitted a soft Healing glow, landing on his chest wound, slowly treating him.

Shen Tang’s current Healing Ability had only recovered about thirty percent, although she could perform from a distance, direct contact worked better; she didn’t care anymore.

Anyway, even if they weren’t partners, they were just doctor and patient, regardless of sex.

But gradually...

Jin’s body became increasingly tense, arm veins bulging, breath heavy, an unnatural flush spreading on his face.

He clenched his teeth, stifling embarrassing sounds.

Years of fighting had numbed him to pain, yet he appeared particularly sensitive to this pleasurable shiver.

He could clearly feel the female’s delicate, soft fingers roaming across his chest, feeling like flames igniting wherever they touched. Especially near the wound, where new flesh hadn’t grown, even more sensitive...

His body couldn’t withstand such stimulation.

Had a...

Natural reaction.

Shen Tang noticed midway through the treatment that the man’s body temperature was rapidly rising, her fingertips shrinking from the heat.

His expression was also very off, cheeks and neck flushed, even the tips of his ears completely red.

Initially, Shen Tang hadn’t realized, thinking he was feverish.

But catching a glimpse from the corner of her eye, she "jumped" up, blushing as well.

"Why are you..."

Luckily there’s a blanket!

Yet, even covered, it was unmistakable.

Xiao Jin awkwardly moved his body, staying silent; after all... this was his first encounter with such a situation.