Chapter 350: The Pain is Intense
Bia's expression was complicated, but he didn't resist Sang Luo's approach.
Sang Luo didn't waste any words either, concentrating on healing him.
Only the sound of wind passing through the quiet valley remained, and the two didn't exchange another word. Compared to their previous tense standoff, they were much more harmonious.
Bia's right arm had been blown to pieces, and white bones and minced meat were clearly visible. Fortunately, flesh wounds were easy for Sang Luo to repair now. The more troublesome thing was the wound on his waist and abdomen.
This wound not only completely pierced his waist and abdomen, but was also deeply infected with toxins, causing the wound to be slow to heal. She could only use her purification and healing talents to slowly treat him.
Sang Luo knelt beside the man, her waist slightly lowered, and her collar was rather loose. From certain angles, it was easy to reveal some alluring scenery.
Bia glanced down, his heart rate quickening, and a blush quickly appeared on his handsome face.
He slightly turned his face away and closed his eyes.
But the image in his mind wouldn't dissipate.
Her skin was porcelain-white and delicate. She had given birth to children, and her curves were full and rounded. With her slight movements, they were like… bouncing… white rabbits…
Bouncing, bouncing in his heart.
His breathing gradually became a little slow and heavy.
The female's fingers also brushed against the skin of his lower abdomen from time to time, which made that area tense, and blue veins faintly appeared.
It was as if clusters of fire were wandering, all rushing towards the place three inches below.
"You… don't touch!" he gritted out.
"Huh?" Sang Luo paused, seeing that the wound on his waist was almost healed, she kindly asked, "Is the wound still hurting?"
"Um… a little," he replied slowly. "Maybe there are still hidden injuries."
"I'll help you take another look." Sang Luo didn't dare to slack off, carefully searching for any hidden injuries.
She pressed on the left side, "Does it hurt?"
"No."
She pressed on the right side again, "What about here?"
"It's okay."
The position moved down a little, "Then how about here?"
"…Um."
Bia looked down at her, his eyes slowly darkening, and his breathing became heavier.
"Isn't there still a place you haven't checked?" he asked.
"Huh? Where?"
Sang Luo's attention was too focused, and she didn't notice the hint of hoarseness in the man's voice. Just as she was wondering, Bia reached out and grabbed her hand, reaching towards the only neglected, pitiful place.
Sang Luo's face instantly turned red, her pupils widened, and she wanted to retract her hand as if electrocuted, but the man's slender palm firmly wrapped her delicate hand like iron pliers, carefully examining it.
Scorching flames rose, gently jumping, burning the palm of her hand, and disrupting her breathing.
The fabric bulged.
Her fingertips trembled.
Bia's whole body was tense to the extreme. He suddenly pulled Sang Luo into his arms, and she fell onto his bent, long legs.
His breath was scorching hot, with a hint of a mischievous smile, "Finished checking?"
"You! You're perfectly fine!" Sang Luo blushed with shame.
A hint of grievance appeared on his face, "Not good, it hurts, it hurts terribly."
His palm fell on the back of her waist, slowly sliding up and down along her spine, his voice hoarse and seductive, "Help me heal it again, okay?"
A trace of captivating sensuality emerged in the man's deep pupils.
Sang Luo was dazzled by the beauty in front of her, almost unable to breathe. She swallowed hard, barely regaining a bit of her senses.
Bia had personally said that he hated her, so why had his attitude suddenly changed so drastically, just because she helped him heal?
Looking at the amorous aura emanating from his whole body, it seemed as if…
"Could it be that you've reached your heat? I have medicine here to suppress heat," Sang Luo blinked.
"…" Bia's face darkened, and he glared at her fiercely.
After being touched and groped by her like this, he, a young and vigorous normal male, even if he hadn't reached his heat, his reaction in that area had been aroused by her.
But she was good, lightly giving him a dose of heat-suppressing medicine—did she really not want to mate with him that much?
He took a deep breath, "No need!"
He wasn't an irrational beast. As long as he didn't want to, he could completely suppress it.
It was just that a breath of frustration was stuck in his chest, neither up nor down, which made him even more uncomfortable.
"Why did you come to me? And so kindly help me heal?" Bia paused, his voice turning cold again, "Don't you hate me?"
Sang Luo hated his willfulness. She had subconsciously placed him in the position of a beastman husband, someone she could entrust with trust. Rather than hating, it was more like being ashamed and angry after being deceived. But she had figured it out these past two days. He was no longer the Anubis of yesteryear. She placed him in the position of a stranger, and he had no obligation to help her.
So she couldn't say she hated him.
As for why she was helping him heal… Sang Luo gazed at the man's face. His appearance had changed, but she could still vaguely see the appearance of the young boy from back then. Having shed his youthful immaturity, his eyebrows and eyes were deep and sharp, making him appear more mature and handsome.
No matter how he changed, he was still Anubis' soul.
She had longed for a reunion with him for a long time, and couldn't bear to see him get hurt.
"Even if I don't like you, I like Anu. He's also a personality in this body, so I naturally can't bear to see him suffer and hurt."
Gloom filled Bia's eyes, "You came back because of him?"
His mood instantly became extremely bad again.
Clearly, they were two personalities split from one person, but Bia was unwilling to accept Anu's existence.
A part of him that he wanted to erase, but she was full of love for "him."
Even the trace of warmth that he rarely received was what she wanted to give to that guy.
She had been ridiculous with that guy all night, but was unwilling to mate and have children with him.
Sang Luo nodded, then shook her head, "Anu's reason is one of them, and there's also… thank you."
Bia said lightly, "Thank me? Thank me for what? Thank me for destroying the key and your trump card, so you couldn't save your beastman husband and children?"
Sang Luo was choked. He was quite self-aware, "I've always been clear about gratitude and grudges. You teased me, but you also helped me… The situation was so dangerous at the time, thank you for standing in front of me and sending me out."
"I received information from the secret agents that Balu God was very likely to be hidden in the District One base. I was originally planning to go there anyway, so there was no need to drag a female to her death for nothing," he paused and said, "No matter who it was, I would have done the same."
"Then I still have to thank you." Sang Luo smiled, "In addition to gratitude, there's also an apology."
Bia frowned at her, not saying anything.
"I shouldn't have treated you as Anu. If you're willing, we can get to know each other again."
Bia didn't want his past identity anymore, and she should slowly let go of the past.
"What do you mean?" The man frowned even deeper, "You don't want to admit what you promised me before!"
Ah? What?
Sang Luo looked at him blankly, not following his jumping train of thought.
"You promised to have children for me, don't even think about weaseling out of it."
"You, don't you hate me?"
"The good things you did with that guy, do I need to repeat them again?" His tone was even more resentful, "This body doesn't react to other females anymore, you have to take full responsibility. After we go back, give me one."
Sang Luo refused, "No way!"
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