265: Han Xi..., can I ask you for a favor?

Wang Feng thus led Jiang Hanxi, strolling from the north of the city to the south.

Then from the south to the west, and finally back to the inn from the west.

And Jiang Hanxi patiently followed by his side, listening to his incessant chatter.

The two walked on the street bathed in the evening glow, where many people were already hurriedly packing up their stalls.

Hardi walked ahead with the little dragon, playing and laughing, biting the little dragon and throwing it a hundred meters into the air.

Then he caught it with his furry back; such an act was normal in the Cultivation World, so Wang Feng wasn't worried.

Wang Feng felt the warmth in his palm, looked up at the sky, which was filled with red clouds, stretching their shadows long.

The atmosphere was quite pleasant.

"Jiang Hanxi..., can I ask you for a favor?"

Wang Feng leaned slightly closer to Jiang Hanxi, creating a sense of mystery in a low voice.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Hanxi was puzzled for a moment; she wasn't particularly averse to Wang Feng's closeness and subconsciously didn't notice how much he had leaned in.

"Actually..."

Wang Feng drew out his words in a low voice, gently leaning his head beside her white gauze hat.

Under her white gauze hat, Jiang Hanxi couldn't help but furrow her brow, moving her head back slightly and speaking indifferently, "What requires speaking so closely?"

"This matter..., it's both simple and difficult, so of course, it must be said quietly. Otherwise, what if that silly dog in front hears it?"

Wang Feng pouted, looking very mysterious, making one curious about what secret it could be.

Jiang Hanxi's eyes under her white gauze hat lifted slightly to look ahead, and her expression couldn't help but become a little strange.

She saw the silly... big dog not far away, grinning, sticking out its tongue, panting, and playing wildly with the little dragon.

Could it really understand the secret Wang Feng was talking about?

Wang Feng seemed to guess what she was thinking, pulling her to a stop and saying,

"Don't look at it like a silly dog; it's actually very smart."

"If you don't want to hear it, then forget it. Actually, it's not that big of a deal."

Wang Feng withdrew his head somewhat dejectedly, his hand holding hers a little absentmindedly.

He knew Jiang Hanxi's personality best; although she appeared cold on the surface, her heart was still warm.

Now seeing him like this, she would definitely take the initiative to ask him later.

Sure enough, Jiang Hanxi was silent for a moment, and seeing Wang Feng's appearance, her heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Go on, I'm listening."

Jiang Hanxi's clear, cool voice reached Wang Feng's ears.

She even actively leaned her ear closer to Wang Feng, signaling that he could speak.

"Then I'll say it, but you can't get angry, okay?"

"Mm."

Jiang Hanxi responded, her curiosity piqued.

She was somewhat eager to hear what it was that made Wang Feng act so coy.

"It's just..."

Wang Feng raised his free left hand and lifted Jiang Hanxi's white gauze veil, slowly revealing her exquisite, beautiful immortal face.

Jiang Hanxi glanced at him with her cool eyes but said nothing, as it was Wang Feng who had given her the veil in the first place.

"It's just~..."

Wang Feng leaned close to Jiang Hanxi's ear, his light, warm breath making Jiang Hanxi uncomfortable, feeling an itch in her ear.

"It's just... can I kiss you?"

Wang Feng softly uttered the last few words, then slowly moved his lips closer to Jiang Hanxi's face, who stood frozen in place.

Just as Wang Feng's lips were about to touch Jiang Hanxi's cheek, she seemed to react, startled.

With her surprised turn of the head, Wang Feng's lips pressed against hers, and for a moment, both stood rooted to the spot.

The sky was full of evening glow, the entire view a reddish hue, and on the deserted street, a handsome man and a beautiful woman stood silently.

Their eyes subtly moved, gazing into each other's deep black pupils.

Jiang Hanxi's entire pupils seemed to be in a state of slight tremor.

"Woof woof!"

Until a dog bark came from a distance, seemingly urging them to catch up.

Their minds were called back; Wang Feng felt the softness on his lips, opened his mouth, and gently bit down, then pulled away while biting.

Jiang Hanxi's rosy lower lip was bitten by Wang Feng and slowly pulled away.

Finally, as Wang Feng let go, with a 'Duan' sound, Jiang Hanxi's reddened, moist lower lip gently sprang back.

Jiang Hanxi was still standing there blankly, not putting up a fierce resistance, nor did she curse Wang Feng for being shameless.

However, looking at Wang Feng's handsome face, her cheeks rapidly flushed, a hot sensation climbing up her face.

"Woof woof!"

Hardi, carrying the laughing little dragon in the distance, didn't know what these two bipedal beasts were doing, and couldn't help but urge them again.

"Coming, coming!"

Wang Feng responded to him, looking at Jiang Hanxi and couldn't help but laugh.

Jiang Hanxi's already rosy face quickly turned away, too ashamed to meet Wang Feng's gaze again.

Wang Feng held Jiang Hanxi's hand, pulling her to run towards Hardi.

Jiang Hanxi had no choice but to jog along with him, as a gentle breeze swept by.

Their white long robes and white skirts fluttered, flowing backward, truly a beautiful sight in the twilight of the evening...

As several days quietly passed...

By the tenth day, Wang Feng's injuries had fully recovered.

With the treatment of high-grade pills, there was no trace left, not even a scar.

"Jiang Hanxi, here!"

Wang Feng entered the room holding a string of candied hawthorn, slowly extending it to Jiang Hanxi's lips, gently poking them twice.

Jiang Hanxi was sitting cross-legged on a chair, and the moment Wang Feng returned, she had already finished her cultivation.

"Why didn't you call me this time?"

Jiang Hanxi seemed a little unhappy, moving slightly away from the string of spiritual hawthorn candied hawthorn at her lips, her red lips moving up and down as she asked.

"Wasn't I watching you cultivate?"

"But the little dragon wanted to eat, so I could only go out and buy some first. See, haven't I already returned?"

Wang Feng noticed that Jiang Hanxi was actually starting to show a little girlish temper, and he couldn't help but feel a little amused.

"Here, eat it. I've tasted it; it's sweet. Don't be angry, okay?"

Wang Feng pushed the spiritual hawthorn candied hawthorn in front of Jiang Hanxi again, comforting her.

"I'm not angry."

Jiang Hanxi retorted in a cool voice, lowering her eyes to look at the candied hawthorn at her lips.

Then she raised her slender, jade-like fingers and gently took the bamboo skewer.

She took a small bite. Wang Feng hadn't lied; it was indeed sweet. She chewed it lightly twice.

"Next time... remember to call me."

Jiang Hanxi swallowed the sweet candied hawthorn in her mouth, seemingly just remembering, and instructed him.

"Mm, next time I'll definitely call you."

Wang Feng took out a string of candied hawthorn, put it into Hardi's mouth, then pulled it, like feeding a pig.

The few candied hawthorns on the string fell into Hardi's mouth, and Hardi happily crunched on them.

"Little Dragon, this last string is for you."

Wang Feng looked at the half-eaten candied hawthorn in his hand and the last intact string, and handed the intact one to the little dragon.