Chapter 936
The Ghost and the Old-Fashioned Scholar
Chapter 936 The Ghost and the Old-Fashioned Scholar (7)
Wen Yanci didn't listen to her and obediently went back to the bedroom to take off her clothes and wait for her. Instead, she consulted Shen Shuyi and personally ground the medicine.
Shen Shuyi couldn't refuse him, so she stood aside and gave him pointers.
My gaze fell on the man's slender fingers. He was a bit thin, but with some rest, he should be quite strong.
After all, he has that height and that frame.
The medicine was ready, and Wen Yanci said embarrassedly, "Thank you so much, Miss Shen. I'll take care of the rest myself."
“I’ll help you.” Shen Shuyi said without hesitation, pushing Wen Yanci into the room. “Hurry up, or I’ll turn back into a spirit and then I’ll have to kiss you again.”
Wen Yanci had never experienced so much fright in his life.
Shen Shuyi immediately reached out to tear off his clothes, but Wen Yanci quickly grabbed her hand, saying, "I'll do it myself."
She scoffed, "Hurry up, with your skinny frame, I wouldn't even bother looking at you!"
Wen Yanci's face flushed red, and he gritted his teeth to take off his shirt.
The wounds on it were exposed, a shocking sight.
Shen Shuyi cleaned and stopped his bleeding, saying, "Your endurance is truly amazing."
"He didn't utter a single sound."
"That guy surnamed Fan is really despicable. I should have killed him."
Wen Yanci was startled, "Miss Shen, you didn't go to see that Young Master Fan before, did you?"
Shen Shuyi lied without even blinking, "No, I just made it up."
"Miss Shen, I'm not in that much pain." Wen Yanci was afraid of scaring her. Although she was a ghost, she was still a young girl who had never seen anything like this before.
Shen Shuyi lowered her head and blew on his wound, "All done~"
Upon hearing this, Wen Yanci felt the gentle breeze and his heart suddenly burned.
He had not felt the warmth of being cared for for a long time.
He also remembered that when he was a child, his father would angrily stand up for him when he was bullied by other children, and his mother would apply medicine to his wounds when he got home.
[Congratulations, host! Your target, Wen Yanci, has reached 30% affection for you!]
Shen Shuyi suddenly heard the system notification sound and paused in wrapping the bandage on him.
Wen Yanci quickly put on his clothes and bowed to Shen Shuyi to express his gratitude.
"Thank you, Miss Shen."
"You really want to thank me?" Shen Shuyi interrupted him.
"Ah."
"Then give me a kiss."
"Miss Shen, you mustn't."
Shen Shuyi burst out laughing. "Wen Yanci, don't look at me like I'm facing a major enemy, okay?"
"How about this, to express my gratitude, you draw me a picture, okay?"
"Okay." Wen Yanci breathed a sigh of relief.
Shen Shuyi pulled out a purse filled with loose silver and stuffed it into Wen Yanci's hand. "This is the compensation from the Fan family for your medical expenses and for your emotional distress."
"Go to the market tomorrow and buy some groceries; I want to eat meat!"
She then mentioned a few more things she wanted to buy, "Oh, by the way, go to the bookstore, I'm a bit bored, buy me some storybooks."
“Alright.” This time, Wen Yanci didn’t refuse the money with a haughty attitude. He shouldn’t have been beaten by the Fan family. Since he was beaten, it was only right that they compensate him for his medical expenses.
"Miss Shen, how did you get the silver?"
"Oh, don't worry about that. And don't worry about being retaliated against by the Fan family. I cast a little spell to make them forget about you." Shen Shuyi felt a little tired and, unable to get the kiss, went back to the hairpin to nourish her soul.
Wen Yanci was injured and didn't sleep late into the night. He insisted on reading for a while before going to bed to rest.
The next morning, Shen Shuyi had used up a lot of her soul power at the Fan residence, and she kept nourishing her soul in the hairpin.
Shen Shuyi didn't even know when Wen Yanci arrived on the street; she only noticed his somewhat subtle expression when he returned home laden with bags. Confused, she asked 66 for details.
"66, what's wrong with him now?"
[Wen Yanci went out today and overheard the vendors discussing the Fan family. They said that Young Master Fan had been beaten half to death by a ghost, and now the entire Fan family was in a state of panic, with Taoist priests and exorcists working day and night to exorcise the ghost.]
"Oh, so that's what it is. I thought it was something else."
Shen Shuyi stood under the eaves, "Wen Yanci, when are you going to paint it for me?"
Wen Yanci tidied up the courtyard. "We can do it now."
Shen Shuyi glanced at the sun outside. "It's still daytime and sunny, so I can't go out."
"Miss Shen, you can sit under that little pavilion."
"No, I want to sit under that loquat tree and draw. When I'm bored, I can eat loquats and read storybooks!"
Wen Yanci reminded her, "Miss Shen, you can't eat right now."
"Whether I can eat it or not depends on you, doesn't it?" Shen Shuyi leaned closer to Wen Yanci and stared into his eyes.
Wen Yanci felt his ears burning from her gaze, and felt even more ashamed.
"Miss Shen, you must be joking."
"I'm not joking." Shen Shuyi rested her chin on her hand and tilted her head to look at him. "Do you want to help me?"
Wen Yanci's gaze fell on the girl's fair cheeks and moist lips; she looked so beautiful when she smiled.
He nervously swallowed hard, his voice slightly hoarse, "No."
Shen Shuyi leaned over, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on the lips. "You say no, so you can't?"
"You promised to draw my portrait, so you have to cooperate with me."
Wen Yanci's ears and neck turned red, and he began to stutter.
"Miss Shen, let me move a chair for you under the tree."
Shen Shuyi grabbed him, "No need."
"I'll sit in the tree, but you've been painting for a long time, haven't you? An hour probably isn't enough. What if I turn back into a spirit halfway through and get burned to ashes by the sun?"
Shen Shuyi continued to make things up. After all, Wen Yanci was a human, so how could he know the twists and turns of a ghost?
"So, I want to kiss you one more time." Her voice was filled with excitement.
When she leaned in, Wen Yanci didn't flinch away for some reason, but instead lowered his gaze to her lips.
Because it now has a physical form, her lips look even better.
Shen Shuyi cupped Wen Yanci's face, feeling the warmth of his cheek, and kissed him again.
Wen Yanci felt the softness once again, and almost forgot to breathe.
Shen Shuyi scolded him, "You idiot, do you even know how to kiss or breathe?"
She saw Wen Yanci's thick eyelashes and felt his warm, thin lips.
Wen Yanci froze when he met her smiling eyes.
Before long, he was led by this beautiful female ghost to a new world, where he learned knowledge he had never learned before.
Seeing his fascination, Shen Shu wrapped her arms around the man's neck and deepened the kiss.
Their lips intertwined, sometimes pressing hard, sometimes soothing gently.
Unbeknownst to Wen Yanci, his hand had grasped the girl's slender waist.
He instinctively took the girl's lips into his mouth, sucked on them one last time before separating, and then kissed her back affectionately a moment later.
Shen Shuyi's body grew weaker and weaker as Wen Yanci embraced her and pressed her against the wall.
The two were still connected by threads, and it took a long time for the man and the ghost to slowly separate.
When their gazes met in the air, Wen Yanci blushed again. He lowered his head, his chest heaving, feeling annoyed.
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