Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain

Chapter 131: This stupid wolf, what was he doing now instead of resting? (1)

Chapter 131 – This stupid wolf, what was he doing now instead of resting? (1)

Was she that eager? Did she like him that much?

Ruan Qiuqiu didn’t have that intention at all, but Yuan Jue blushed due to this misunderstanding.

Regardless of how Ruan Qiuqiu touched him, since she had touched him and there was physical intimacy between them, it meant that she was his. He wanted to touch her back.

He also wanted to know where she found the spiritual energy stone. Was it very hard to get it? It had rained that day. Did she feel uncomfortable anywhere?

Yuan Jue endured the pain in his meridians and turned his head towards her. He reflexively opened his blind eyes wider, trying to see Ruan Qiuqiu in the darkness.

Despite the pain and gloom, his eyes still gleamed. He slowly inched his big hand towards her. The well-defined hand poked out of the animal skin blanket that she had carefully tucked in and broke into the cold air. The rough fingertips brushed past the furry animal skin sheet. Unafraid of the cold, he took his time stretching his hand towards Ruan Qiuqiu.

In the quiet cave, Yuan Jue’s heart beat faster and faster.

Although he thought about touching her back, in reality, he only carefully touched the animal skin blanket covering Ruan Qiuqiu.

He stealthily lifted it and inched his way to touching her hand. His slightly cold fingertips touched her soft hand. As he felt the warmth of her hand, his pointed ears slightly trembled.

However, he soon noticed her body temperature was different from usual. The happiness that had grown like weeds and those thoughts that he had been too shy to voice quickly turned cold and desolate.

Why was she so cold? Was she sick? Was it due to his fiend energy, so…

Worried, Yuan Jue parted his thin lips and tentatively called out in a low, hoarse voice, “… Qiuqiu?”

It was met with silence.

Yuan Jue pursed his lips and held Ruan Qiuqiu’s hand completely in his hand. There was sweat on her palm.

Yuan Jue’s long eyelashes trembled. Ignoring the pain from his meridians, he used his demon consciousness to “see” her.

Her sleep posture was usually peaceful, but right now, she was curled up in a corner. Although she had the animal skin blanket tightly wrapped around herself, she was still shaking. He could see that she was very cold.

Yuan Jue clenched his jaw. He felt as if a sharp blade had stabbed his heart. A scarlet light surged up in his eyes.

He carefully crawled over. His long black hair was hanging down.

He pushed back the rest of Ruan Qiuqiu’s blanket to reveal her pale face. Her eyes were tightly closed, and there was sweat on her forehead. She was sick.

Yuan Jue was frantic. He only had experience with getting injured from fights or during cultivation. He had never gotten sick before, much less knew what to do when humans got sick.

He instinctively stroked her forehead. The warmth of his touch made Ruan Qiuqiu feel as if she had found a heater in the midst of extreme cold.

She was cold all over. Her eyelids trembled, but she couldn’t open her eyes. Her throat was so dry that it felt as if smoke was going to come out of it. After struggling to speak for a while, she finally said, “… Cold.”

She weakly lifted her fingers, and then dropped them.

Cold.

Yuan Jue quickly covered Ruan Qiuqiu with the two animal skins he had been using and wrapped her up in a cocoon. Seeing that Ruan Qiuqiu kept prespirating, he looked increasingly gloomy and the corner of his long and narrow eyes reddened slightly.

How did those demons take care of sick humans? How could he have no memory of this at all?!

He propped himself with his arm as he gathered the scarce demon energy in his fragment demon core to use. His eyes were getting redder and redder.

He grasped the branch that Ruan Qiuqiu had left by the bed to use as a walking stick, but he used too much strength and accidentally snapped the hardwood branch.