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Martial King s Retired Life Volume 11 Chapter 120 Life as an Alcoholic

Author:Lee Taibai Category:urban Update time:2022-09-13 02:54:47

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Ming Feizhen had his hands on his cheeks as he pretended to sob and complained. “You would viciously assault an injured man…”

Apologetic, Shen Yiren turned her face away. “It wasnt on purpose. Its your fault for… doing that. Its gross.”

“I was just cleaning your face. Plus, your face smells nice, is smooth…”

Shen Yiren turned back to shoot Ming Feizhen a glare.

Cough, cough!

“By the way, why do you have an inkstone with you in war”

A smile bloomed on Shen Yirens lips. “Oh, I figured I was going to meet you, so I brought it along. You never know when itll come in handy, so its better to stay ready.”

Wh-when did she develop the habit No wonder why she always has an inkstone on her.

They say opportunity comes to those who are prepared.

The two had while of fun - technically fun only for Shen Yiren.

“The road back will be rocky, so itll aggravate your wounds. Bear with it, okay”

Ming Feizhen pouted. “I refuse. I hate pain.”

“Bear with it.”

“Objection.”

Shen Yiren was more than ready to stamp or smack his face again, but she was worried shed hurt him. Ming Feizhen wouldve gone down on his knees if he had the strength in him. She leaned in to coax, “… Good boy. Ill whip up some nice dishes for you when we get back, okay”

Ming Feizhens nose sprayed two trails of blood as he fell back, lips spread from ear to ear. “My life as an alcoholic has not been lived in vain!”

Shen Yirens nerves were frayed to the quick upon seeing blood blast out of his nose, compelling her to clumsily clean him up. “Okay, okay, enough playing around. Well rest here until youre good to go.”

Ming Feizhen used his arm as a cushion a little later. “… I never expected my injuries would be exacerbated due to such a stupid reason… Boss, you really are a vixen.”

Shen Yiren inflated her cheeks, resisting the urge to bite back.

“Im not privy to what the situation is outside since Ive been here for days. You sure you won”

Shen Yiren could only provide a brief recount as she was pretty much always fighting on Luo Mings front. Besides looking annoyed over Ming Suwens injuries, nothing appeared to be outside of Ming Feizhens predictions.

“How are you injuries You know health and medicine better than me, so you should have a more accurate diagnosis, right”

“Feels like I crushed my organs when I tripped. Besides my eyes and mouth, I cant move anything else.”

The “mouth” part almost prompting a blushing Shen Yiren to bring out her trusty inkstone. She could tell he wasnt his usual self when she smacked him before. Usually, shed feel some sturdy resistance upon impact, but it felt as though he crumbled today.

They say, when you care about someone, you pay particular attention to everything they do. Howbeit, Shen Yiren believed it was just her Precision Scout ability highlighting everything. If only she noted the plethora of finer details in her behaviours…

Although Ming Feizhen had plenty of wounds, the one that nobody would miss was how much blood he lost. His face was ghastly white, while his body was red. His speech was also slow unlike when he feigned illness.

“My life isnt threatened, but these wounds are a bit of a hassle. Its going to take me some time to recover. Ill need some time before I can be your loyal backup.”

“I dont need your backup. I dont have enough to feed you.” Shen Yiren clammed up and placed her chin between her knees. “As long as your life isnt at risk, everything else is trivial. Thanks to you, Liu Shan Mens value has risen significantly… Actually, it should be even higher. Its just that nobody knows what you did behind the scenes.”

Ming Feizhen just smiled.

“If the imperial courts reward isnt sufficient… Ill give you extra. What do you want” Upon turning her head to look at him, she unexpectedly ran into his eyes. Hence, she hurriedly looked away. “Always like this with you.”

What did I do now

“I dont want any extravagant reward. Ill be satisfied if I can just have a fulfilling meal.”

“You must be starving, huh Ill go grab you some food.”

Ming Feizhen made his best attempt at a head shake. “Its okay. Im not that hungry… Dont go. I dont want to be separated from you for a second.”

Shen Yiren chuckled. “You refuse to move, and you refuse to let me go, yet you want food Oh, I have a few pieces of shortbr-”

“Ill take eighteen, thanks!”

“Thats a swift recovery. Sadly, I only have two.”

“Ill take two!”

Ming Feizhen bit off almost half of a shortbread. It tasted dry and plain after spending days in Shen Yirens shirt, yet he wolfed it down as though it was delightful to his palate. “This thing should only exist in heaven. This could save the world from famines.”

Shen Yiren already grabbed a quick bite from the camp; she wasnt hungry. “I really wonder what youre made out of. You only had two pieces of shortbread, yet youre already more energetic.”

“If only there was some water.” Although he still couldnt stand, he didnt sound so weak following the snack.

“Ill fetch you some.” Upon getting to her feet, Shen Yiren noticed a presence. “Whos there”

In a voice that was impossible to distinguish their gender, the individual in hiding responded, “Neither of you noticed someone watching while you two were flirting Ming Feizhen, you took some serious punishment, huh Hahaha. I shall put you out of your misery.”-

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