Mi Xuan couldn't help but walked outside the house and knocked on the door: "Zisu, how are you? Haven't washed it yet?"
There was still no sound in the room. Mi Xuan became anxious and knocked on the door vigorously, but the door was locked from the inside and couldn't be pushed open at all.
Suddenly, there was the sound of the door being slammed open behind him.
Song Zhen rushed in anxiously, "Where's Zisu? What happened?"
Mi Xuan was at a loss and said, "I don't know either. Zisu said she wanted to take a bath, and she has been in for more than an hour, but there is no movement at all, and the door can't be opened. I'm very worried..."
Before Mi Xuan could finish her sentence, Song Zhen already raised the sword energy in her hand, and slammed open the door.
"Basil!!"
As soon as Song Zhen entered the room, he saw Meng Zisu lying in the cold bath water with her eyes closed and her face pale.
He wasn't wearing any clothes, but his skin was blood red from the bruises, and bloodshots even ooze from some places.
This scene scared Song Zhen out of his wits.
He was clearly a cultivator in the Tribulation Stage, but when he walked over, his legs felt weak and trembling.
After hitting the table and chair next to him several times, Song Zhen came to Meng Zisu's side, and picked up the frozen man from the cold water.
Mi Xuan was also on the verge of crying, "It's all my fault, I should have come in earlier, Zisu will be fine!"
Song Zhen breathed a sigh of relief before saying: "Go and invite Xi Yue to come over. Also, the spar for heating..."
"No need." Meng Zisu slowly opened his eyes at this moment, looking at Song Zhen with a calm and distant expression, "Senior Song Zhen, thank you for saving me today, but please leave me alone in the future .You go back first!"
Song Zhen froze in place all of a sudden, staring at her in a daze, unable to speak for a while.
Mi Xuan was a little anxious and embarrassed, and wanted to persuade Meng Zisu a few words, but she didn't know what to say.
Song Zhen took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Zisu, you should see my feelings for you, right? If there is something wrong with me, you can tell me, and I can change it. But you must at least give me A chance to make me worthy of you!"
Meng Zisu sat up excitedly when she heard Song Zhen's last words, and said loudly, "Song Zhen, don't you understand? It's not that you're not good enough for me, it's that I'm not good enough for you. You're the master of the inner sect." The favored son of Shenyue Palace is the son of Venerable Huiyue, what about me? I am just an insignificant woman from a small family, I lost my virginity three years ago, and now I am almost defiled by Ke Yanhuai."
"Even I think I'm very dirty, and I don't even look down on myself, why are you wasting time on a woman like me... Ugh!!"
Before Meng Zisu finished speaking, Song Zhen suddenly stretched out his arms full of anger and hugged him into his arms, and kissed him fiercely.
Embarrassed and blushing again, Mi Xuan revealed a smile in her eyes, she pushed it out quietly, and closed the door behind her.
After kissing for a long time, Song Zhen let go of Meng Zisu, and the hoarse voice came out of his mouth with strong desire and anger, "Zisu, I don't allow you to say that about yourself. In my eyes, you are the best of."
"Have you forgotten? I said three years ago that I will be responsible to you, and I will never abandon you!"
Meng Zisu was still immersed in the fiery kiss, but when she heard this sentence, she sat up straight and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.
"You... what did you just say?"