Chapter 1932 — A Strange Question
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Huh?" Wei Zhao was caught off guard. He was about to say yes—weren't he and she exactly that? But inwardly he shook his head. Pure? When he had seen Wang Xinyan without clothes, he had had thoughts; when he felt the softness of her chest, he had had a physical reaction. Was that pure?
Catching the fragrance of Wang Xinyan's body, Wei Zhao involuntarily reacted again. Fortunately the tent was pitch dark; even with moonlight seeping through, they could make out only the faintest outlines of each other's faces.
Seeing Wei Zhao frozen like that, Wang Xinyan's expression turned a little strange. She turned on her side, wanting to chat more comfortably, but her hand came to rest on something hard. Puzzled, she gave a soft "Hm?" and said instinctively, "Did you bring a sausage?"
But no sooner had she spoken than she realized something was off—and what it was she had grasped. Her face flushed crimson at once. She snatched her hand back and turned away, giving a little sniff. "So I was right—there isn't one. You pervert!"
"It's a normal reaction..." Wei Zhao smiled wryly, somewhat helpless. "Who told us to be so close, and you to smell so sweet..."
Hearing him mention her fragrance, Wang Xinyan's face burned even redder. "I'm sleepy. I'm asleep," she said hurriedly.
"..." Wei Zhao was speechless. He shook his head, steadied his mind, and began to circulate the second layer of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art...
Wang Xinyan waited a while, and when Wei Zhao said nothing more, she felt a little apologetic. She had studied physiology and such, and knew that Wei Zhao's reaction was normal—not deliberate on his part. If he had had no reaction at all, that would truly be the problem. But she was too embarrassed to apologize. Drowsily, sleepiness overtook her too, and she drifted off just like that...
In the latter half of the night, Wang Xinyan woke. She had drunk too much water earlier, and now nature was calling. She wanted to slip out and relieve herself, but seeing the pitch-black world outside the tent, she was very much afraid. After hesitating a moment, she reached out and touched Wei Zhao. "Wei Zhao..."
"What is it?" Wei Zhao opened his eyes and asked.
Wei Zhao opening his eyes so suddenly, without a trace of sleep on his face, gave Wang Xinyan quite a fright. "You... you weren't asleep?"