Brother, am I sick

Xu Mu felt as though he were locked in place, surrounded by limbs—arms and legs everywhere—and he couldn't tell who they belonged to.

He struggled gently, turning his body slightly to the side, and was immediately suffocated by softness, his face buried deep in a bosom.

Judging by the scent and the "specifications" of the model, Xu Mu knew exactly who this was.

The manufacturer of this product was none other than Dai Xingluo.

He was secretly startled; she was indeed quite impressive.

He had underestimated Dai Xingluo before. It turned out she was even more formidable than she looked.

"Brother..."

Dai Xingluo hugged Xu Mu tightly with one arm, and this time, she really made it impossible for him to breathe.

With her other hand, she scratched at her arm before suddenly tugging at her sleeve.

The already loose Hanfu instantly slid down from her shoulder.

Before Xu Mu's eyes appeared a beige garment, a "Lightning Binder."

His body tensed as he gazed at the "Thunder" before him, hesitating for a long time.

Finally, Xu Mu sighed. He was simply too upright a person.

Usually, if something was delivered right to his mouth, his philosophy was "waste not, want not."

But taking advantage of someone in a vulnerable state wasn't his style.

However, just then, Xu Mu's eyes widened. He discovered that one of the "Thunders" had actually broken free from its restraints and released itself.

Xu Mu froze again, wavering indecisively.

Damn it!

Was this the heavens testing him?

"Brother."

Dai Xingluo's voice suddenly came in a whisper. "Are you sure you don't want to taste the Breath of Thunder?"

Hearing this, Xu Mu felt a massive weight lift off his shoulders.

This Dai Xingluo... she wasn't drunk at all!

Xu Mu knew that Meng Wanyue and Ye Tong got drunk easily; they had passed out after drinking red wine earlier.

But he had never known Dai Xingluo's alcohol tolerance.

If Xu Mu refused at a time like this, he wouldn't be a man.

As a man, one must face difficulties head-on.

Even if ten thousand bolts of thunder lay ahead, Xu Mu had to face them directly, swallow this "bitter fruit," and carry the burden as he marched forward.

Dai Xingluo's eyes immediately went wide. She had never experienced a sensation like this before.

...

Xu Mu went to the guest room downstairs and lay down to rest.

The whole affair was truly... titillating, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

Earlier, he had noticed favorability points constantly appearing above Dai Xingluo's head.

She had twisted like a little snake, and finally, she had suddenly shuddered in succession.

As a doctor, he knew clearly what that meant.

It meant Dai Xingluo had reached the "high ground."

However, Xu Mu had only just applied the strength one uses to nurse; he hadn't even done anything else yet.

He couldn't help but marvel. He hadn't expected Dai Xingluo to have this kind of constitution.

As a vicious villainess character, she usually killed without blinking an eye.

Yet, when battling him, Xu Mu was still warming up, and she had already surrendered and disarmed.

...

Early the next morning.

Xu Mu opened his eyes and sent out his perception. He found that the people upstairs were awake.

Ye Yu and Bai Yi were chatting.

Ye Tong and the others had already gotten up, though the expressions on their faces were a bit unnatural.

Especially Dai Xingluo, who remained silent.

Xu Mu got up as well and walked out of the room.

Just as he closed his door, Ye Tong and the others came down the stairs.

"Morning, Hubby!"

Ye Tong greeted him with a smile.

"Morning, Brother Mu."

Meng Wanyue followed suit.

Ye Chen had clearly aligned herself with Xu Mu. For the past few days, she had been thinking about how to help Xu Mu, tossing and turning every night.

After drinking a little wine yesterday, she had slept straight through to dawn.

Dai Xingluo, however, did not greet Xu Mu. She looked distracted.

Xu Mu couldn't help but frown slightly. Did he go too far yesterday?

He also felt a bit embarrassed. After all, that "item" was truly an exquisite delicacy; it felt fantastic once it was in his mouth.

"I'll go make breakfast."

Ye Tong smiled at the group.

She held her forehead, feeling a bit helpless. They had chatted too happily yesterday and drank too much.

She had originally intended to give the two of them some frantic hints before bed, but she had fallen asleep immediately.

She had wasted a perfect opportunity. It seemed she would have to hold back a bit next time.

While Ye Tong was cooking, Ye Yu and Bai Yi also came down from upstairs.

After everyone finished breakfast, Ye Tong left first.

Ye Yu followed closely behind.

Meng Wanyue looked at Dai Xingluo calmly. "Are we still fighting today?"

Dai Xingluo was still in a daze. "Huh?"

"Wanyue, you take Bai Yi over there first. I'll drop her off in a bit."

Xu Mu patted Meng Wanyue on the shoulder.

"Okay."

Meng Wanyue glanced at Dai Xingluo, noticing her expression was a bit off, so she nodded in agreement.

After everyone else had left, only Xu Mu and Dai Xingluo remained.

Xu Mu grabbed Dai Xingluo's hand, speaking apologetically, "Xingluo, about yesterday, I..."

"Brother!"

Dai Xingluo gripped Xu Mu's hand tightly, her face full of worry. "Is there something wrong with my body? You're a miracle doctor, tell me quickly."

"Something wrong with your body? What are you thinking? You're so healthy, how could there be a problem?"

Xu Mu said to Dai Xingluo.

"Don't lie to me! Do I have... premature ejaculation? Does this affect fertility?"

Dai Xingluo was so anxious her eyes were turning red.

She had never thought before that she would have this kind of illness.

She hoped to have her own baby with Xu Mu.

She didn't want to end up raising someone else's child in the future.

After what happened yesterday, she had been too scared to sleep all night.

She had grown up cultivating in the Heavenly Sword Sect and didn't know much about matters between men and women.

Looking at Dai Xingluo's fearful expression, Xu Mu almost laughed out loud. "You... you're worried about that?"

"Of course! That's no small matter!"

Dai Xingluo clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white. "Brother, you should... be able to cure me, right?"

Xu Mu sat on the sofa and crossed his legs.

One had to realize that for most men, Dai Xingluo's constitution was a blessing.

According to big data analysis, more than half of women never reach the "high ground" in their entire lives.

The thing men fear most is that they finish before their wife has even entered the zone.

This is a severe blow to both marital affection and the man's own confidence.

A man can never admit he can't do it, but he is terrified that he really can't.

But if one married Dai Xingluo, there was no need to worry about that at all.

With just a slight move, Dai Xingluo would be defeated. This was a woman who could build massive confidence in a man.

"Brother! Say something!"

Dai Xingluo sat next to Xu Mu and slapped his arm.

"This, indeed, can be treated."

Xu Mu spoke slowly and methodically.

Hearing that it could be treated, Dai Xingluo finally sighed in relief. "How do we treat it? What medicine do I need to take?"

"You need desensitization. In other words, do it a few more times. After you slowly adapt, it will be fine."

Xu Mu looked at Dai Xingluo with a smile.

Hearing this, Dai Xingluo's face instantly turned completely red. "This isn't an illness at all, is it?"

"No, it's not."

Xu Mu patted Dai Xingluo's shoulder. "Why don't we..."

"In your dreams!"

Dai Xingluo hugged her chest and turned her face away.

Her heart was still racing wildly. Thinking of the sensations from yesterday, her cheeks burned hot.

That feeling was unprecedented. Deep down, she did want to experience it again, but psychologically, she was still too shy.

Just then, Xu Mu's phone rang.

He took it out and looked. It was a call from Chen Xuan's current neighbor, Zhou Xia.

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