Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

Suddenly hearing these words, Huo Wen’an was still somewhat dazed.

”You want to drive me away?” Huo Wen’an’s tone sounded so aggrieved and hurt.

In the morning, he was proposed to by Xu Xingguang, and in the afternoon he was mercilessly driven away by her.

How could Huo Wen’an not feel sad?

Huo Wen’an wants to return to Divine Concealment Island, and naturally, Ye Mingluo has to follow. He doesn’t want to go back at all right now; he just wants to stay in Cangshan Town, learning medicine from Xu Xingguang while enjoying free meals.

Ye Mingluo also echoed, ”A Zui’s body isn’t well yet, what’s the point of going back now?”

But Xu Xingguang had already made her decision.

She looked at Ye Mingluo and reminded him, ”Take the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pills with you, administer them to him once every ten days, and rest for three days after taking the medicine. Once all the pills are used, the virus in his body should be more or less cured.”

Ye Mingluo nodded and said, ”Master, rest assured, I will take good care of him.”

Yet Huo Wen’an remained silent.

He really didn’t want to leave.

Xu Xingguang knew what Huo Wen’an was thinking, and she said, ”Want to chat in my room for a bit?”

Ye Mingluo almost spat out his food.

What can’t be said elsewhere between a lone man and woman, why must it be in a room?

Huo Wen’an hesitated for a moment before getting up to go upstairs with Xu Xingguang.

His body was weak, needing to pause every few steps, and Xu Xingguang was willing to wait for him.

Upon reaching Xu Xingguang’s room, Huo Wen’an was slightly out of breath.

He sat at the edge of Xu Xingguang’s bed, inhaling the fragrance of An Shen Wood in the room, feeling much calmer at once.

Xu Xingguang closed the door, then walked over to Huo Wen’an and reached out to undress him!

Huo Wen’an was startled.

With an awkward expression, he asked Xu Xingguang, ”Now? Have you locked the door?”

Thinking about how his frail body couldn’t exert force, Huo Wen’an looked a bit embarrassed and pained. He reluctantly said, ”I haven’t fully recovered, so big movements might not be convenient.”

Xu Xingguang paused her undressing motion, looking at him with a playful glance. She said, ”You don’t need to move; I’ll handle it.”

Huo Wen’an: ”...”

He felt even more awkward and ashamed.

Xu Xingguang swiftly took off his gown but didn’t proceed further.

Huo Wen’an waited, realizing Xu Xingguang had no intention to advance, and only then did he lift his gaze to look at her.

Seeing the playful smile at Xu Xingguang’s lips, Huo Wen’an realized he had been played.

”You’re teasing me?” Huo Wen’an was a bit angry.

Xu Xingguang removed her shoes, circled behind him.

She stroked the white skin on Huo Wen’an’s back, but strangely, the touch didn’t feel as smooth and delicate as it looked.

Instead, there was a bizarre sensation.

Xu Xingguang, skilled in Disguise Technique, instantly knew why.

Because there was a skin mask on Huo Wen’an’s back.

Huo Wen’an was slightly tense; he asked, ”You have a thing for backs?”

Xu Xingguang said nothing.

Huo Wen’an felt Xu Xingguang’s fingers slide above his waist, and he quickly grasped her hand, asking hoarsely, ”What do you want to do?”

Xu Xingguang pressed her fingertip on his waist, saying, ”You spoke a lot of nonsense amid fever and confusion. There’s something I need to verify.”

Huo Wen’an was a bit uneasy, he asked, ”What did I say?”

During those days of high fever he didn’t recall anything, nor remembered what he had spoken or done with Xu Xingguang.

Xu Xingguang didn’t explain.

Her fingertip traced along his lower back, finally locating where the fake skin melded with his real skin.

Her fingertip rubbed gently, revealing a thin layer of raised skin on Huo Wen’an’s smooth waist!

Realizing what Xu Xingguang intended, Huo Wen’an felt a wave of panic.

Huo Wen’an instinctively increased his grip on her wrist, forbidding her to move.

”Xingguang, don’t.” Huo Wen’an was pleading.

Xu Xingguang was stubborn too, ”Huo Wen’an, let me see.”

Huo Wen’an hesitated briefly but eventually released her hand.

Xu Xingguang pinched the raised skin and gently peeled it from his shoulder. Moments later, she had stripped a complete fake mask from his back.

Without the fake skin’s cover, Huo Wen’an’s real back was fully exposed to Xu Xingguang’s sight.

His back was almost devoid of any unblemished skin.